Senior Year

Senior Year

By Christine

christine33113@yahoo.com

Part 2 – Chapter 12 -

The 3rd Cheerleader Initiation Party –

The upcoming Cheerleader Initiation Party was scheduled for Friday, November 22, 2002, the weekend before Thanksgiving Vacation week. Beth and Rhonda were to be initiated this time, and Brittany and Stephanie were the planners and hostesses. Our miserable football season was over and cheering for the basketball team would not start until after December 1st, but we still had cheerleader practice twice a week after school. During the week leading up to the party, none of the girls could get anything out of Brittany or Stephanie about the party, except that it was to be some kind of a scavenger hunt and a kidnapping of the initiates from school on Friday. All other details were "Top Secret." Lisa and I talked with some of the guys going to the party, but they were as much in the dark as we were. Besides the requisite vehicle and condoms, each guy was to have a watch and $10.00 cash.

On Thursday, after cheerleader practice, all the girls turned over their bondage equipment and vibrators to Brittany and Stephanie. This included my old duffle containing about 50 precut pieces of rope, nylon and silk gags/blindfolds, padded leather cuffs, vibrators and all the lesbian bondage equipment that I had received the summer of my 16th birthday. Before leaving, we did a quick run-through practice of the next day's kidnapping. I would tie Beth's hands behind her back, Lisa would gag Beth, and Brittany would take her books and purse and lead us out of school. Our late November weather was a little too cool to be riding around in convertibles. Meagan and I would drive the 2 kidnap cars to school the next day. Finally, Lisa and I were instructed to be at Brittany's house precisely at 6:00 PM the following night, wearing our sexy slutty 3 WISHES.COM outfits. Meagan and Ashley were given the same instructions, except they had to arrive precisely at 6:15 PM.

The Scavenger Hunt –

Friday dawned as a bright sunny cool day, but it would warm up and be a beautiful day. I just wore a medium weight dress and left early. I picked up Lisa first and then Beth. Beth dressed for her kidnapping by wearing a tight sweater that showed off her big boobs and a tight skirt. Finally, I picked up Brittany. She gave me a piece of rope to use to tie Beth's wrists after school. Lisa was given a silk scarf to use as a gag, and Brittany put a sign up in my back window that said "Cheerleader Initiation." When we got to school not many cars were in the student parking lot yet. I backed into a slot about 2/3 of the way down the parking lot from the student entrance. Meagan pulled in a few minutes later and backed into a place next to my Buick LeSabre. There was also an identical sign in her back window. We all walked into school together. At lunch that day, there was a little buzz around the lunchroom about the kidnapping and the idea that the cheerleaders were going to have another one of our initiation parties. I'm sure many kids saw the signs in the back windows of our cars, and the guys who were invited had undoubtedly spread the word.

After classes were over, we all rushed to our lockers to get ready for the kidnapping. Lisa, Ashley and Beth were huddled around my locker and Brittany came racing to join us. When we saw that the other group was ready, we set off down the hall past the counselors offices, turned the corner and walked down the other hall a few feet to the women's restroom. The other group was right behind us. Brittany took Beth's purse and she was the only one who had any books. I tied Beth's wrists behind her back, while Lisa gagged her with the silk scarf. It took only a minute for Beth and Rhonda to be gagged and tied. Brittany led the way out of the bathroom and into the hall, and Lisa and I hustled Beth along. Beth put on a really good show, straining and struggling all the way, and thrusting her big boobs out for everyone to see in her tight sweater. Down the hall we marched, to the cheers and applause of the students still at their lockers, out the doors and down the stairs into the student parking lot. It looked like nobody had left. Lisa and I manhandled Beth down to my car, which was surrounded by senior guys, most of whom would be attending the party later that night. I opened up my car and Lisa got Beth into the back seat. With her hands tied, there was no ladylike way for Beth to climb into the backseat. She had to plant one leg inside the car and stretch her legs, before being able to get her other leg in. In doing so, her tight skirt rode up to her hips and those standing close by got a little peek at her black panties. Lisa climbed in back with Beth and Brittany sat in front next to me. When Meagan's car was loaded we took off.

Brittany told me to head for Burger King. We pulled into the drive thru lane and Brittany gave me a list of sandwiches, fries and onion rings to order. We waited for Meagan's car, which also picked up an order. Then, Brittany told me to head for the deli. Brittany and Stephanie went inside and came out a few minutes later each carrying 2 big bags. She said that she got some sandwiches for later that night. Our next stop was Brittany's house. When we got there, Yoshi and Carol came out to help get the 2 kidnapped girls inside, along with all the food. When I saw Yoshi and Carol, I immediately knew what was in store for Beth and Rhonda. Lisa and Ashley had previously kidnapped me and delivered me to those same 4 girls. Beth and Rhonda were in store for a couple of hours of pussy eating fun! I wound up taking Lisa and Ashley home, while Meagan took the more direct route to her house. I got home a little after 4:00 PM and had about 2 hours to eat something and get ready to meet back at Brittany's by 6:00 PM. I took a nice long shower, dried off, did my hair and put it up in a ponytail. I scrounged in the refrigerator and found a little something to eat. Back upstairs in my room I got dressed in my original 3WISHES.COM outfit, with the scoop neck white crop top fastened by 2 buttons below my breasts, the obscenely short red plaid pleated skirt, red panties and low heels. I loaded up my large purse with my cosmetics, 2 extra pairs of panties and some extra condoms. A girl must always be prepared. I picked up Lisa at about 5:45 PM and we pulled into Brittany's driveway at precisely 5:58 PM.

There were 4 vehicles lined up in front of her house, so I parked in front of the garage. Stephanie and Brittany were waiting for us at the front door. I saw no one else around and we got no further than the front entrance hall. The girls took our purses and used our own padded leather wrist cuffs to buckle our arms behind our backs. Lisa and I were then gagged with our own penis gags, and finally blindfolded using a black sleepmask. Stephanie went down the hall and shouted out for Team #2. I think there were 2 guys, plus Stephanie and Brittany, who guided Lisa and me out the front door and into the driveway. I heard the sliding side door of the van that I saw parked in front of the house being opened. Lisa and I were helped inside. We had to crawl on our knees on the carpeted floor and we were laid out on our backs. The sliding door was closed. Someone got into the front and started up the van. Then we were off. We drove for maybe 5 minutes. My little skirt had already ridden up to my hips exposing my panties. While we drove, there was one guy kneeling between Lisa and me. He played with my breasts, ran his hands over my legs and rubbed my pusssy through my panties. The van stopped and the driver got out. The guy between us was rummaging through a bag and I heard the unmistakable sound of a vibrator being revved up. My panties were pulled aside and a vibrator was shoved up my pussy and my panties replaced. I heard another vibrator start up, which was meant for Lisa's pussy. The buttons of my top were unfastened baring my breasts. The driver came back, started up the van and we were off again. During the rest of the ride my breasts and nipples were thoroughly felt and diddled. Lisa and I were both moaning into our gags. Eventually, we pulled off onto a noisy gravel road or driveway.

The van stopped. Lisa and I were helped out of the van, into a building, and one guy helped each of us down a steep creaky stairway. I had no idea where we were. My wrists were un-cuffed, my scoop neck top was taken off, and my wrists were re-cuffed in front of me. A rope was tied to my wrist cuffs, and my arms were pulled up overhead and tied to something above me. In short order, my little skirt and red panties had been stripped from my body and the buzzing vibrator in my pussy was extracted. Finally, my blindfold was removed, but the penis gag stayed firmly buckled in my mouth. I had a chance to look around. We were in some kind of cellar room, and Lisa was strung up naked next to me. It turned out that the 2 guys who transported us were Tyler and Eric. In a corner area off to my right was a furnace/air conditioner unit, water heater and electric panel. Directly in front of me was a formerly empty workbench, attached to the wall, which now contained: Lisa's and my clothes, our purses, our vibrators in plastic bags, a large brown paper shopping bag, a sheet of paper, 2 small bags of Cheetos and a small ball of string. Next to the workbench, an old rounded top steamer trunk sat on the floor. Finally, 2 futons were unrolled and lying ready on the floor between Lisa and me and the furnace unit. The cellar room was clean, but had a slightly musty odor. While I looked around, Tyler and Eric were removing their pants and boxers and rolling a condom on their hard cocks. Lisa and I spread our legs and the guys took us right there.

Tyler somewhat unceremoniously shoved his cock into my pussy. This reminded me that I didn't exactly know why Tyler was Lisa's favorite boyfriend. Even in my low heels, he was several inches taller than me. Towards the end, when he was really trying to fuck my brains out, he drove me up on my toes with every thrust. Lisa was getting fucked next to me, and we were both moaning and groaning into our penis gags. I came, and Tyler shot his wad about 5 or 6 thrusts later, which actually prolonged and heightened my own orgasm. After Eric finished with Lisa, our arms were released from the overhead beam they were tied to, and our wrists were re-cuffed behind our backs. Eric took me to one of the futons, while Tyler got Lisa on her back on the other one. After Brian and Ryan, Eric and Brandon were my favorite lovers, and I knew that I could always count on a good screwing with Eric. While my mouth was still stuffed with the penis gag, Eric did start on me by playing with my breasts and nibbling on my nipples. OH MY GOD, he rubbed my clit several times before he entered me, and my deep guttural moan was one of need. Eric and I were only just getting into a good rhythm, when I heard Tyler come. I should have been looking into Eric's eyes, as we began to pickup speed, but I glanced over at Tyler and Lisa. Tyler had Lisa on her feet and was preparing her for whatever would come next. Yet, I was enjoying the fucking I was getting and only the slightest twinge of an orgasm registered in my mind.

Eric continued my slow thorough fucking, but as we neared the finish line, it seemed that it was a race to see who could come first. I thrust back at him all the way, until we cascaded into the wonderful spasms of orgasm. Eric stayed inside me for an extra minute or so, and I lingered in orgasmic paradise for several more minutes, after Eric pulled out. When I finally opened my eyes and looked around, Tyler was dressed and impatiently glancing at his watch. I hadn't yet figured out their scavenger hunt game, but I was certainly having a lot of fun. Both guys got me to my feet. My vibrator was turned on low, shoved up my pussy and held deep inside me by a double stranded crotch rope. I was taken over to one of 2 posts that held up the ceiling beam about 15' from the other post where Lisa was already tied. One wrist was freed from my padded leather cuffs, but I was quickly backed up against the post and my wrists were again buckled behind my back and behind the post. While Eric tied my ankles together, I saw Tyler pull Lisa's and my nipple clamp cases out of the brown bag on the workbench. Lisa's and my nipples were pulled and stretched, and our nipple clamps were affixed. Then, that little ball of string that I saw earlier on the workbench was unfurled. Eric tied the end of the string to the middle of my nipple clamp chain. Tyler looped the ball of string over the middle of Lisa's nipple clamp chain and pulled it taut. It took only moments for the initial pain from the clamps to be assimilated by my brain and pussy, and then blur in the background. Tyler tied off the tight string around Lisa's nipple clamp chain and broke off the excess. As my nipples were pulled, the clamps dug in more. When Tyler fastened one of our weights to the center of the string, my knees buckled from the sharp pain from the additional stretching of my nipples. With Eric dressed, the guys picked up their stuff and bounded up the stairs.

Lisa and I were alone, bound to posts and attached to each other by the taut string, in someone's cellar room. It was all quiet and I could hear no other sounds coming from overhead in the house. The workbench was empty except for our purses, clothes, nipple clamp cases and the empty bags for our vibrators. My nipple clamps normally hung down, but with the pull of the string and weight, they were pulled horizontally causing my nipples to be twisted upwards. My nipples felt like they were on fire and the buzzing vibrator in my pussy kept me totally aroused, with no hope of coming. I looked at Lisa. I shook my head no and shrugged my shoulders, which caused the weight to bounce. We were in a real predicament. We dare not move much. Eventually, I got used to the pain and my heightened state of arousal. I found that sucking on the penis gag took my mind off my nipple pain, especially when the weight bounced. We may have stood there for 10 or 15 or 20 minutes or more, before I heard footsteps on the stairs. Rob and 2 juniors, John and Neal, came down the stairs. They deposited a brown bag, a sheet of paper, 3 bags of Cheetos, 3 large Snickers bars and a roll of Saran wrap on the workbench.

Rob removed the weight from the string and broke it off where it was tied to my nipple clamp chain. He was kind enough to softly suck my nipples when he removed the clamps and the pain from the returning bloodflow was not too bad. Lisa screamed when the inexperienced Neal took her clamps off. Rob untied my ankles and my penis gag was finally removed. He untied my crotch rope and extracted my vibrator. Finally, he freed me from the post, but re-buckled my wrists behind my back. He took me over to one of the futons and laid me out on my back. Meanwhile, John had pulled out the rounded top steamer trunk and moved the other futon over to it. Lisa was kneeling on a futon bent over the trunk with her wrists cuffed behind her back. During whatever time allotment these guys had, I was first royally screwed by Rob. Next, I was kneeling on the futon sucking John off. Then, they made me kneel on the other futon and bend over the steamer trunk. Neal fucked me from behind doggie style, while I had to suck off Rob. I wasn't exactly bent all the way over the trunk. Rob stood on the other side of the trunk, with his knees bent a little, and my torso was closer to a 45 degree angle from vertical. With my head bent back, Rob had a direct path for his cock to go right down my throat. Finally, I was bent all the way over the trunk and John fucked me good from behind.

It was inevitable. I heard the WHACK behind me. I looked around to see Lisa lying on her belly on the other futon and Rob administering a hard spanking. John and Neal spanked my sorry ass red while I lay bent over that trunk. We may have gotten more aroused if they had spanked us before they fucked us. Lisa and I were up on our feet standing next to the futons, which had been lined up side by side, and the guys were dressed. Our vibrators were thrust up our cunts and held inside with a crotch rope. My vibrator was buzzing away at a faster speed than the lowest setting. Along with our already buckled wrists, our elbows were tied together behind our backs. Then, we were pushed together, face to face, tits to tits and pussy to pussy. While Neal kept Lisa and I pushed firmly against each other, Rob and John wrapped us up in Saran Wrap. They started at our necks and wrapped and stretched and overlapped the Saran Wrap down our bodies, until they ran out just above our ankles, where they wrapped the end around our legs and tied it off. Lisa and I were nearly totally cocooned in Saran Wrap. In a delicate operation, they pushed Lisa and me over, while supporting our bundled bodies, until we lay on our sides across the futons. They gathered up their stuff and took off up the stairs.

Within minutes, I felt the first twinges of a building orgasm. Lisa and I were struggling around trying to loosen the Saran Wrap encompassing our bodies tightly together. We did manage to stretch and loosen the clear wrap around our necks, and could at least look each other in the eyes. Lisa started humping against me and she too was building up an orgasm while we lay nose to nose encased in clear plastic wrap. I humped back at Lisa, and she kissed me and shoved her tongue in my mouth. We came, but our buzzing vibrators gave us no chance to come down. We continued making out like a love struck teenage virginal couple, who hadn't yet made it to 2nd base. We came again. I never heard them coming. All of a sudden a shadow passed over my eyes. I looked up to see Ryan and Brian looming and laughing over us. Brian said, "You girls look like you're having a lot of fun all by yourselves!" "We've been watching you from the stairs all this time." Lisa looked a little pissed and said, "Get us out of this." They must have been watching for awhile and had sized up our situation, because Ryan had gotten a pair of scissors from somewhere. He started at our ankles and efficiently sliced our cocoon between us, until we were free and rolled on our backs. The guys helped us to our feet. The Saran Wrap was scrunched up into a ball out of the way. Our crotch ropes and vibrators were removed. Ryan took me and one of the futons to the other side of the cellar room.

I was so primed from my vibrator and interaction with Lisa that I was an orgasm waiting to happen, SOON! Ryan got me down on my back on the futon, and he made the move to stick his head down between my legs. I raised and spread my legs for him, and Ryan began eating my pussy. I glanced over at Lisa and Brian was licking her pussy. Ryan teased my fiery pussy for several minutes, but when his tongue licked my supersensitive clit, I burst into a shuddering orgasm. Then, Ryan was over me, on top of me and inside me. He fucked me nearly out of my mind, until we came together. After we settled down, he got me up kneeling on my haunches. From the workbench, Ryan retrieved a can of beer and a bag of potato chips. He fed me some chips and gave me a few sips of his beer. I asked him, "Who got the beer," thinking that he probably had gotten their chauffeur to buy it for him. But, Ryan said that he did, and from his nearby jeans, he got out his wallet and showed me his fake ID showing that he turned 21 six months earlier. He certainly had the money to buy a first class fake, and it looked perfect to me. He set the chips and unfinished beer on the floor beside us, stood up and presented me with his rock hard cock to suck off. While I was giving him head, Brittany came down the stairs and told us all, "When you guys finish with Christine and Lisa, release them and you all can get dressed and join us upstairs for some sandwiches.

After I finished sucking Ryan off, he put on his boxers and jeans. He got my vibrator from the workbench and knelt down in front of me. He told me to spread my knees wide apart, while he grabbed his unfinished beer from alongside our futon. Ryan shoved my vibrator up my love hole and offered me a few sips of beer. "You and Lisa sure have a great time with your vibrators," he said nonchalantly, "Do you like your vibrator more than my cock?" I vigorously shook my head and said, "OH GOD NO, I LOVE your cock!" The vibrator that had been rhythmically fucking my pussy was removed and shoved in my mouth. "Suck it like you suck my cock," Ryan commanded, "And lick it clean!" My head was bent back and the vibrator was as far in my throat as Ryan could get it, without losing hold of it, and then it buzzed to life! The vibe buzzed my throat for a minute and was pulled out and again shoved up my cunt. I caught Ryan glancing over at Brian and Lisa from time to time. I stole a little peek and saw that Lisa was sucking on Brian's cock. Neither of them seemed to be in any hurry. In fact, Brian was sipping a beer, while Lisa worked on his dick. That bastard Ryan was going to tease and torment my steamy pussy until Brian came, and only then would he let me come. Back and forth Ryan went, while swigging his own beer, buzzing the vibe all around my pussy, except my aching clit, and fucking my love tunnel, before he shoved the vibrator, dripping with my free flowing pussy juices, back in my mouth.

Amongst the noises I made slurping and sucking on my own damn vibrator, I heard Brian groan and finally come. With that, Ryan pulled the vibrator out of my mouth, for what had probably been the 5th or 6th time, and directed its buzzing head on my clit. I thought that I would come immediately, but he had to caress my clit with it for a couple of minutes, for me to really blast into an intense shaking shuddering orgasm. I crumbled down on the futon on my side and clenched my legs together enjoying every last spasmodic pleasure. Somewhere in my orgasmic trance, Brian untied my elbows and freed my wrists. I was sexually spent. The guys finished dressing, gathered up their stuff and went upstairs. Someone had left some damp and some dry paper towels on the workbench. Eventually, Lisa and I cleaned ourselves up, as well as we could, dried ourselves off and got dressed in our outfits. We grabbed our vibrators, purses, the ball of Saran Wrap and the wadded up paper towels, and headed up stairs. WE dumped the Saran Wrap and paper towels in a garbage can on the way into the kitchen. There, we found the guys seated around a table and leaning against countertops eating sandwiches, munching on the various snacks from their scavenger hunt, and drinking beer. We found the rest of the girls in the dining room enjoying sandwiches and wine! Yes, wine. There were 3 bottles of white wine for the 8 of us. I think that I wound up drinking 2-1/2 glasses.

I knew that Brittany's mom was a real estate broker. While her parents were out of town, Brittany had "borrowed" the lockbox key to the house we were in, which was south of town set way back off a country road.  It turned out to be a furnished rental house that was due to have new tenants move in December 1st. Therefore, we had to make the house spotless before we left in the morning. We all learned from Beth and Rhonda about all the bondage lesbian sex fun they had with Stephanie, Brittany, Yoshi and Carole earlier that evening. Things broke up around 11:30 PM, when the guys started filtering into the dining room. I guess they had finished eating and our loud talking and laughing had drawn them into the dining room. I was startled when Stephanie and Brittany told us to say our goodbyes to the guys. They were hastily shooed out the front door, being told that we were going to play some girl games. Let them think about that, while they drove home. Stephanie and Brittany told us all to carry our dining room chairs into the living room and arrange them in a line about 2' apart. Next, we all stripped down to just our panties and sat in a chair. Stephanie and Brittany worked their way down the line, tying our wrists behind the chair and tying our legs spread apart to the rear legs of our chairs. When the 6 of us were secured, Brittany tied Stephanie like the rest of us in the 7th chair. Brittany told us that we were waiting for some special entertainment to show up. As we speculated and chattered about who or what would arrive, Brittany paced and commanded, "Don't slouch girls or I'll tie your elbows." "I want you girls looking hot and excited." What that, Brittany moved down the line of chairs pinching and pulling and perking up our nipples.

Brittany paced some more. The clock in the dining room struck midnight. A few minutes later the doorbell rang. A huge "WHEW" escaped from Brittany's mouth. She plastered on a big smile and fairly skipped to the front door. A few moments later Brittany raced in and sat in the 8th chair. Four guys sauntered into the living room dressed to the nines. They showed no surprise at seeing 8 nearly naked cheerleaders, 7 of whom were bound to chairs. We were truly a captive audience. The guys wore full tuxedos with tails, bow ties, white gloves, shoes and spats, top hats, and each carried a walking cane. I learned later that Stephanie's brother at nearby UCLA knew these guys, who earned extra college money by performing their act. A portable tape player was plugged in and started. They introduced themselves as the "Top Hats." They started out doing a well choreographed Vaudevillian style soft shoe, spinning around and using their canes and top hats. The music changed to an upbeat song with a heavy beat. The guys shed their top hats, canes shoes and spats, and tuxedo jackets, and went into a really sexy bump and grind routine, like the Chippendale Dancers. After maybe 10 minutes of this, one of them swooped behind another, and as fast as whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, their break-away tuxedo shirts were gone revealing 4 beautiful hairless muscular and oiled college male torsos.

All the girls gasped and screamed in delight. The Top Hats pranced around, continuing their dance routine and paused periodically to flex and stretch and give us front, side and rear views of their rippling muscles. In a move that came so fast and was so surprising, the 4 college men simultaneously whisked off their break-away tuxedo pants leaving each of them wearing white gloves, a black bow tie with a small collar bib and a black male g-string that neatly held their stuff. The girls went wild, screaming and cheering and yelling, TAKE IT ALL OFF!" The guys danced for another 5-6 minutes giving us a complete view of their beautiful bodies and their tight asses. Then, they marched in unison over to us. Beth and Rhonda were tied to the first 2 chairs, and then came me and finally Ashley in the 4th chair. They straddled our chairs, and humped and gyrated their bulging g-strings right in front of our faces. I could smell the masculine scent that oozed from under my guy's g-string. Next they sat on our laps and started doing a little lap dance. My guy was a gorgeous blonde man, with sensuous lips, but was perhaps a little too muscle bound for me. He stuck his semi-rigid g-string covered cock right down between my tied spread legs and gave me about a 5 minute lap dance. OH MY GOD! He steadily rubbed my pussy right through my panties, while he squeezed and diddled my breasts and nipples to the beat of the music. I just gaped into his gorgeous blue eyes. I never thought for a moment that I would swoon or come, but the thought of all that excitement and stimulation did make me think that I might pee myself. When the song changed, my guy gave me a big sensuous kiss and moved on to Stephanie who was tied to her chair in the 3rd position of the remaining 4 cheerleaders.

When the Top Hats finished their act on the last 4 girls, we all yelled and hooted and cheered. We would, of course, have clapped, but were still tied to our chairs. Brittany immediately grabbed her purse by her chair and hauled out a wad of bills. She tipped each of the Top Hats while they dressed. Only after the Top Hats had left, were the rest of us freed. I learned that the house we were in had only 3 bedrooms upstairs. Lisa and I retrieved the 2 futons from the cellar and slept on the living room carpet, under blankets that Stephanie had found. I was half awake around 8:30 AM when I saw Brittany sneaking past me. She said that she was going to pickup a little breakfast for us. I headed into the kitchen and found a fresh can of coffee on the kitchen table. So, I used the house's coffeemaker to start a big pot of coffee. Brittany got back about 15 minutes later with a big box of pastries and 2 cartons of OJ. By then, the others had joined us for breakfast at the kitchen table, and a load of bed linens was already going in the washing machine. I'm sure you can imagine that the chatter at the breakfast table was nonstop. After breakfast, Lisa and I cleaned the living room, dining room, downstairs bathroom and kitchen. The other girls cleaned the 3 upstairs bedrooms and bathrooms, including remaking the beds with freshly washed bed linens, and washing and replacing the towels. Lisa and I put all of the cans, bottles, Styrofoam and plastic cups, paper plates and other garbage into Hefty garbage bags, and put them into  garbage cans and set them on the side of the garage for pickup. We left in Stephanie's and Brittany's cars and I was home a little after 12:00 noon.

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The cheerleaders held their 3rd charity drive of the school year during the week of December 9, 2002. This was the Toys For Tots program held every year at Christmas time by the US Marines. For the 5 days of the drive at school it worked out well, because the marines could setup their collection barrels before school opened in the morning, haul them to their collection site after school started, and then set them up at the mall before the stores opened. If you are not familiar with this program, the marines wanted NEW, not USED, toys for any age children, but especially the youngest ones. If you recall, the cheerleaders made over $14,000.00 on sales of their bikini school calendar, and we hadn't even spent half of it yet.. I know this was a difficult thing to ask high school kids to do, but I think the vast majority did donate one or more new toys. The cheerleaders bought gobs of toys including: teddy bears and other cuddly stuffed animals, Raggedy Ann and Andy dolls, Barbie dolls and pocket electronic games. We held another canned food drive in the spring of 2003 for the same food pantry. Despite our somewhat risqué and wild bondage sex cheerleader initiation parties, which were always whispered about around school and had become almost legendary, the 2002-2003 Varsity Cheerleaders had ingratiated themselves with the school Administration and faculty like no other student group at school.

Ashley and I were in charge of the 4th and final Cheerleader Initiation Party and Lisa and Meagan were to be the final initiates. Ashley and I brainstormed through most of December, 2002. We first agreed to borrow a few of Brittany's and Stephanie's ideas from the previous party. First, we wanted to find a place that was not in someone's home. Next, we wanted to hire some entertainment. Finally, we were going to have beer and wine. We didn't care about the school code or the more stringent athletic department's code of behavior. It was widely ignored and never enforced unless someone was caught in public openly drinking, smoking or doing drugs. One day in December, I was scanning through the Foundation's computer in our home office, looking at properties that the Foundation's real estate division owned or had a financial interest in. I was surprised to find that the Foundation had recently bought a 20-25 year old bar and grill building right on Main Street in town. The bar and grill had been closed for about 2 years and the building was all boarded up. It was scheduled for demolition beginning around April 1, 2003, and a new 2 story medical building would be built on the site. It could really turn out to be a trashed dump of a place.

The next day I called the Family Foundation's real estate lady and asked if we could rent the building for a party. This request caught her totally off guard, and she said she would have to run it by the CEO, who happened, of course, to be my father, Nels. I told her that I'd like to approach it from the home front, and asked her to wait a couple days before going to Nels. I told my Mom all about my idea and plans. Mom could smooth talk my father 10 times better than I ever could. Both of my parents knew exactly what went on and what we did at our parties, but this was the better way to go to insure approval. AND, we hadn't even seen the place yet, though I had ridden by it. Two days later I had my father's approval. The next week Ashley and I met the Foundation's real estate lady to see the inside of the building. From the outside, it was a 2 story building on a large corner lot. The building was set back all the way to the rear of the lot and had off-street parking in front and on both sides. A dumpster lined  alley ran behind the building and serviced the rest of the buildings on the block plus the backs of the buildings on the next street over.

We entered the back door into the kitchen. It had already been gutted. The only things remaining were a large stainless steel prep table, bolted to the floor, and an old refrigerator, which could not have been part of the original kitchen equipment. Out in the restaurant/bar area, the floor was 12" square floor tiles and the walls were a dingy dated neutral color. The ceiling had been taken out exposing the wiring, plumbing and duct work. Along the west side was a long mahogany bar, with empty shelves for bottles and glasses behind it, but the taps and all other bar equipment had been removed. Five sturdy tables and about 20 wooden chairs remained. There were men's and women's washrooms off the restaurant and a unisex employee's bathroom off the kitchen. Everything worked, and besides the ceiling, everything was in good condition albeit dated and dusty. I was thinking that the space was good for what I had in mind and we could rent a mess of futons. Any red blooded high school student would have sex anywhere, if given the opportunity.

We learned that there was a furnished 2 bedroom apartment on the 2nd floor. There was a covered outdoor stairway in the back of the building that led up to the apartment. The living room contained only 2 sofas and a couple tables and lamps. The kitchen had been totally gutted. There wasn't a stick of furniture, and all appliances, cabinets and countertops had been removed. The small bathroom had an older tub/shower. Ashley's eyes lit up when we saw the 2 bedrooms. Although each bedroom had only a small dresser, table, lamp and a chair, each bedroom had a newer king sized bed. Ashley and I were thinking the same thing. We could bring a couple guys apiece up there for some fun. Besides the newer beds, everything that remained in the apartment was in good condition, dated and dusty. Ashley and I looked at each other and nodded imperceptively, and told the Foundation's real estate lady that we wanted it. I was told that we wouldn't need to pay rent since the building was coming down soon, but we would have to pay a 10% bond against any damage we caused, because the Foundation was going to sell off the rest of the furnishings in the building. I wrote her a check for $500.00. I had no idea what they might sell the stuff for, but the mahogany bar was pretty nice.

I asked about getting a cleaning service in to vacuum, dust and clean the bathrooms. I wrote another check for $100.00, which the Foundation's lady thought would easily cover it, using their service. Then we had to go to our calendars and pick a date. We chose Friday, February 7, 2003. January was always busy studying for semester exams, and then there was exam week and exam break at the end of January. The lady said that she would have the building cleaned a day or two before our February 7th date, and she gave me a set of keys to the building. Meanwhile, I had been searching everywhere for the kind of entertainment I wanted. On Saturday, January 4, 2003, Ashley and I drove to the UCLA campus. We actually met representatives of 2 different entertainment groups at an off-campus coffee shop. Their standard fees were quite acceptable, but we wanted some extra special services. Ashley let me do the talking, and after about 45 minutes of negotiating, we had struck a deal on date, price and the extra services they would perform. I wrote each group a check for their full fee in advance. They told us the name of a nearby shop where we could buy some special types of condoms. I had never even dreamt that there could be so many types of condoms, but we found what we needed and headed back home.

On the way back home, we stopped at our building to get a feel for what we wanted to do and where and how. As we walked around inside, our plans for an all-night bondage sex orgy fell into place, plus some special games and a little payback for Lisa and Meagan, for what they did to us at the 1st initiation party back in September. There were 2 posts, about 15' apart, in the center of the floor space holding up a beam, which in turn held up the floor joists for the 2nd floor. About 2' in front of the beam, a 3" black metal pipe rested on top of the ceiling joists and ran the entire width of the restaurant. Ashley and I stood on chairs and reached up and hung from the pipe and bounced up and down. The pipe didn't move. I reminded Ashley of something we had done some time ago, and asked her if she wanted to do it again, with a twist this time. She agreed. Our party plan was coming together. Before we left, we went upstairs to the apartment. We stripped off the bed linens, and I took them home to launder them and remake the beds after the building was cleaned. Ashley had come up with the terrific idea to hold a kind of English road rally amongst the guys, before the party. We would have them follow a course all over the area, which would ultimately lead them back to the "secret location" of the party. She thought the winners could fuck a cheerleader and the rest of them would get a consolation blowjob. We were planning to kidnap Lisa and Meagan from school on the day of their initiation party, and we would have to come up with a new plan for what we would do with them after school, because we would have to start the road rally fairly early in order to get everything in before the entertainment was scheduled to arrive. 

We had the building and had finalized the entertainment on January 4, 2003. Therefore, we issued our invitations the following week at school. Ashley and I invited 16 guys, without even consulting Lisa or Meagan. Any of our cheerleaders could handle 2 guys at once. The guys were to divide up into 2 man teams, and each team had to have a car with an odometer that registered tenths of a mile, and each team had to have a watch with a second hand. The price of admission to the all night bondage sex orgy was a box of condoms and either a 6-pak of pop or beer. The guys were informed that they would have to follow a road course to an unknown location, where they would pickup the address of the secret location of the party. Ashley had found a page on the Internet titled "How to Eat Pussy." She printed copies of this page and included them in each invitation. It started out – " It's the supreme way to give your woman sexual pleasure. Women have the most satisfying and intense orgasms through oral stimulation," and followed with step-by-step instructions. Ashley and I were at least going to incorporate this into one of our games, and who knew what would happen. As the party drew nearer, I got more excited and since this was the last big party of our senior year, at least before Lisa and I bowed out of the bondage sex scene, because of our baseball playing, I really wanted to get my brains fucked senseless!

During January, Ashley and I spent some Saturday mornings and Sunday afternoons mapping out various rally routes for the 8 different teams. We wound them through residential areas and then out in the country. We figured that it would take each team 30-45 minutes to complete the course and the direct sprint back to the secret location for the party. Some typical instructions were-

Drive south for 3.7 miles and turn left

Drive @ 30 MPH for 2 minutes and 30 seconds and then turn west

Drive west until you see the crooked knurled tree and turn south

All of the routes eventually led to the 24 hour Mini Mart out by the mall. The final instructions all read, "Go inside and show your rally sheet." "You will be given an envelope with the address of the secret location of the party." Ashley had a friend who worked Friday and Saturday nights at the Mini Mart. Besides containing the address of the party, the envelopes contained instructions to park in the City lot across the street and down 1-1/2 blocks, go to the back door of the building, and give a secret knock onn the door. We didn't want to attract the cops by parking a lot of cars around a boarded up building.

During the week of February 3, 2003, after everyone was back from semester break, Ashley and I were under tremendous pressure, from both the other cheerleaders and the guys who were invited to the party, to tell them more. We told the guys only that this was the last big party of our senior year and that it would go all night and maybe into the following morning, depending on how long they could keep it up. We talked a lot of trash and BS, but the guys never learned anymore. They were told that they could pickup their team's rally routes at Ashley's house on Friday the 7th at 6:00 PM, and no sooner. We never told any of the girls the secret location either, but we did give them a few more details. Lisa and Meagan knew they would be kidnapped after school on Friday. Ashley and I told the other cheerleaders what we planned on doing with our initiates after school. Finally, we would all go back to my house, to change into our outfits, before leaving for the secret location of the party. Instead of coming to my house, Ashley would get ready at her place and pass out the rally routes to the 8 teams of guys at 6:00 PM, and then drive her car to the party. Since we were going to park in the City's free lot 1-1/2 blocks away, it was suggested that each girl bring a light trench coat or raincoat. Although only the 3 of us who drove cars would have to walk out in public in our sexy skimpy outfits, it was best to keep everyone guessing.

After school on Thursday, I picked up 8 full size futons at the rental store. After dinner, I picked up Ashley and we took several big boxes of supplies down to our building. We needed mostly plastic and Styrofoam cups, paper plates, napkins, paper towels, trash bags, soap, some washcloths for the girls to use, towels for the upstairs apartment bathroom, four 1/2 gallon cartons of OJ, and all the rope and bondage equipment we could gather. My Mom donated 3 bottles of white wine for the girls, and Ashley brought a coffeemaker and a fresh can of coffee. When we got inside the building, it had been thoroughly cleaned. All the bathrooms were spotless and there was hot water. We piled most everything behind the bar, except for the bondage equipment, which was laid out on top of the bar for easy access. The coffeemaker was plugged in and sat on top of the refrigerator, which had also been cleaned and plugged in. I put the wine and OJ in the refrigerator and with one last look around upstairs and down, we locked up and left. On the way home I stopped at the hardware store and had a set of keys made for Ashley. We were all set for the final cheerleader initiation party.

The 4th Cheerleader Initiation Party –

The Kidnapping -

On Friday morning, February 7, 2003, the cheerleaders all showed up at my house early. Beth drove her family's Oldsmobile sedan and I would drive my Buick LeSabre. Everyone brought their outfits and a trenchcoats/raincoats and left them in our guest apartment. We drove to school, with a "CHEERLEADER INITIATION" sign in the back window of each car, and parked side-by-side a ways down the student parking lot from the entrance. After classes we gathered around our lockers until everyone was ready. We walked down the hall, around the corner and into the girl's restroom. Rhonda took Lisa's purse and books. Brittany tied her wrists behind her back, and I gagged her (SURPRISE!) with a ballgag this time. When the others had Meagan ready, we exited the restroom and started the march down the long hall. Lisa struggled and kicked all the way entertaining the kids still at their lockers. Even out in the parking lot, during the walk to our cars, Lisa and Meagan put on a convincing show for the crowds of kids just waiting to see who our kidnap victims were. We got the 2 initiates in the back seats of our cars and took off. Rhonda was in the backseat with Lisa and Brittany sat next to me in the front seat. We drove aimlessly around the residential streets generally heading out of town. We had barely cleared the student parking lot when Rhonda pulled Lisa forward in her seat, flipped up her skirt, pushed her panties aside and began playing with her pussy.

Our plan was to drive around for just under and hour and frustrate the Hell out of our 2 initiates, but never let them come. The 2 cars would rendezvous at Mickey D's at 4:30 PM. There was a lot of bucking and moaning coming from Lisa in the backseat of my car. When we were out on a country road, I stopped the car and Rhonda switched to the front seat and Brittany got in the backseat to continue Lisa's torment. Brittany unbuttoned a few buttons on Lisa's blouse and was diddling Lisa's tits, which she had slipped out of her bra cups, while the other hand continued its unrelenting sweet torture of Lisa's pussy. By now, Lisa was beside herself, sweaty and flushed and only able to utter feeble keening sounds from behind her ballgag. As we headed towards McD's, I reached in my purse and passed a remote controlled vibrating egg back to Brittany. She inserted it deep into Lisa's cunt and put Lisa back together and combed her hair. I used the remote and gave Lisa a few seconds on high just to make sure it was working. Ashley had an identical vibrator in the other car for Meagan. I left Lisa's vibrating egg run on low, just to keep her hot and flustered. Brittany took off Lisa's ballgag, rubbed the buckle lines out of her face and pinched her cheeks for a little color. As we pulled into the restaurant, Brittany touched up Lisa's lipstick. She complained, "You're not going to take me inside are you?" I warned her, "If you cause a problem in there, I'll make you come in front of everyone!" Beth's car pulled in a minute after we did.

Our McDonalds had a side entrance which entered into a smaller section with booths lining either side of an aisle. If you went right, it was the way to the restrooms, and if you went left, it took you to the front of the restaurant, with a much larger eating area and the counter where you placed your orders for eat-in food. As we went in, each group of 3 cheerleaders surrounded their initiate. We turned right and took the last 2 booths on either side of the aisle. The bound Lisa and Meagan were sitting in the back corner of their booths, with their backs to the restrooms walls. Brittany, Rhonda and 2 of the other girls went to the restrooms to, at least, wash one of their hands. I left Lisa and went out front to get our food. It would be the only food anyone would get, until later that night, when I had a pizza delivery scheduled for our party location. I got a 9 piece Chicken McNuggets for each of us, plus a large box of fries which I dumped on a napkin between us. We each had a Coke with a straw. I fed Lisa Chicken McNuggets, dipped in BBQ sauce, and French fries, while she drank her Coke by herself. Lisa behaved, but I think Meagan protested at something and Ashley gave her a shot of the RC egg vibrator on high which settled her down quickly. When we finished, we left McDonald's and headed for my house. Beth dropped Ashley off at her house a few blocks away and joined us a minute later. We arrived a little after 5:00 PM. We had a little more than an hour to get ready for the party. There were 7 cheerleaders, 3 bathrooms, and 5 toilets and 5 sinks. Obviously Lisa and Meagan needed more cleanup and preparation than the rest of us. They were immediately untied and allowed first use of the bathrooms.

I had a selection of skimpy panties and thongs out for Lisa and Meagan that they could wear with their 3WISHES.COM outfits. Somehow, we all got into our outfits and were ready by about 6:00 PM. Everyone decided to wear their cover-up raincoats or trenchcoats. It had gotten cloudy and this was the middle of our California winter. Lisa and Meagan had their wrist tied behind their backs and a ballgag was crammed into their mouths, before their coats were fastened around them. I called Ashley's cellphone and learned that all the teams had lined up in front of her house before 6:00 PM. She had gone down the line and handed each team their rally route and all the guys were already on the road. I told her to park in the City parking lot and walk to the location. I hustled everybody and we got into Beth's and my car. We left my house and down at the 1st corner, Ashley pulled out behind us. It was a straight shot down Main Street and Beth and I pulled up behind the old restaurant/bar 5 minutes later. The guys would have been traversing the county roads by now and there was no chance of running across any of them. We parked for a few minutes behind the building. I opened it up and told everyone to go in and look around. I told the girls to take off their coats and find a spot on the shelf behind the bar for their clothes.  The rest of their clothes would soon follow. As Beth and I left the building, to park our cars in the City lot, Ashley had parked her car already and was walking up to the back entrance.

As we passed I said, "Get the girls ready as we planned, and I'll be right back." Beth and I parked our cars in the City parking lot and walked the 1-1/2 blocks back to our building. When we got back, Ashley had seen to it that Lisa and Meagan were stripped naked and their wrists were tied and fastened overhead to the 3" pipe across the ceiling joists. Rhonda and Ashley were just finishing up tying our other 2 unwitting "volunteers," Brittany and Stephanie, naked and tied like Lisa and Meagan. The 1st 2 teams who arrived would get to fuck those girls, while the remaining 6 teams would get complimentary BJs from those same 4 cheerleaders. Beth and I took off our coats and found a spot for our clothes behind the bar. I told Ashley, Beth and Rhonda that they could play, tease or torment our fuckees, until the 1st rally teams arrived. I took my post in the kitchen waiting to hear the 1st secret knock on the backdoor. While I waited, I poured myself a glass of white wine to sip on. About 10 minutes later, I heard the first knock on the door. I let the 1st rally team in, put their beer in the refrigerator, and told them that they had their choice of any of the strung up girls in the next room. There was a sporadic stream of rally teams that arrived over the next 40-45 minutes. About 1/2 brought beer and the rest brought pop. From time to time, I peeked out into the restaurant area to see how things were going. The 1st time I looked, all 4 strung up girls were getting screwed by the 1st two teams to arrive.

When I next checked on things, all 4 girls had been fucked. They had their wrists tied behind their backs and were kneeling doing complimentary blowjobs on the non-winners. Each of the 4 girls would have to do 3 blowjobs. After the last rally team straggled in, I went out in the restaurant area and pulled 4 tables out in the center of the floor. Ashley joined me and we stripped Rhonda and Beth and tied each of them on top of one of the tables. Their arms were stretched overhead and tied spread to 2 table legs. A rope was tied around their waists, and the ends were tied to the remaining 2 legs for each table. Finally their legs were frog tied and allowed to flail about, wit their pussies accessible at the edge of the table. As soon as Lisa and Meagan had completed their final BJs, they were tied to the other 2 tables just like Rhonda and Beth. Ashley told the 16 guys to divide into 2 groups of 8. Ashley took one group, along with the still naked and bound Stephanie over to one corner. I fetched the naked and tied Brittany and met with my group of 8 guys in another corner.

"OK guys here's what you're going to do," I began, "we're going to see how many of you Lisa can take in a row!" I told them that I didn't expect Lisa to take all 8 of them, so those who didn't get to fuck Lisa could move on to either Beth or Rhonda. The guys had to decide on their fucking order and get themselves up, but I offered Brittany to them, if anyone needed any help in getting it up. Finally I said, "I want each of you guys to fuck the shit out of her, hard and fast!" Ashley was, of course, giving the same instructions to the other group of 8 guys. Ashley and I went over to Meagan and Lisa respectively, and started fingering their pussies to get them nice and wet and juicy. This was a little payback for what Lisa and Meagan had done to us during the 1st Cheerleader Initiation Party. When it seemed that everyone was ready, Ashley and I beckoned the guys over. Brittany and Stephanie were there to suck on some cocks that needed a little help in stiffening up.

One after another, the guys in each line fucked Lisa and Meagan. Each pounded the girls pussies non-stop until he came. All of the guys came in around 10 minutes. They fucked and fucked and came with no regard for whether Lisa or Meagan was coming or not. In fact, the girls did come, but never had a chance to recover or come down, before the next guy was hammering their pussies. It went well for the first 3 guys who fucked our initiates, but Ashley signaled me that maybe the 4th would be all that Meagan could take. Meagan had enough after 4 in a row, and Ashley told the remaining guys in her line that they could start on Beth and Rhonda. I told the 5th guy for Lisa to slow it down a bit. I watched Lisa carefully. She moaned and bucked, while getting fucked, and even came about the same time the 5th guy did. But, when she came, her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she was out. I motioned for the remaining guys in Lisa's line to move on to Beth and Rhonda, while I patted and rubbed Lisa's face. She was out for barely 10 seconds. Ashley and I freed Meagan and Lisa and led them to the restroom. It turned out that Beth and Rhonda could only take 3 of our patient hard fucking guys apiece. The last man standing, still with a hard on, was given his choice of Stephanie or Brittany to fuck for as long as he could go. After everyone was finished and untied, there were a few minutes for everyone to take a little break and allow the girls to cleanup, before the next game began. If you are keeping score, Ashley and I had yet to get screwed.

The next game was Ashley's idea. It gave everyone a fair chance at any random girl. Ashley had simply taken a spinner from some child's board game. She pasted on a new face and divided it into 8 equal pie shaped wedges numbered 1-8. The girls lined up in a row and each was in position 1-8. Ashley and I were still wearing our sexy outfits, but stripped to our panties, while the rest of the girls were still naked. I wore my black silk ring thong. It consisted of a wisp of cotton lined fabric that covered my pussy slit. In front, it came up over my bare pubis mons and was gathered/pinched together to join a 1" silver ring that was attached to the elastic band that went around my hips. It was the skimpiest and most revealing panty I owned. The guys would spin until each girl had 2 guys, who could use them for 1 hour. The girls were all lined up. I was in the #8 position. When the 3rd guy took his turn, the spinner landed on #8 and Brandon was the first to claim me. As the girls were claimed by 2 guys, there was a lot of re-spinning, before one of the available numbers came up. It was getting near the end and only 3 girls still had only one guy, when John spun #8 and claimed me. After the last guy claimed the last available girl, Ashley announced that the guys had 1 hour with their cheerleader, and could use the tables, 3" pipe, 2 support posts, or the futons rolled up in a corner.

Brandon and John stopped by the bar to pickup some rope and then led me into the kitchen. I asked them if they had read the sheet that came with their invitations. Both said, "Yes." "Well then," I replied, "Maybe you guys would want to practice on me?" My thong was whisked off, my wrists were tied behind my back, and I was sat on the edge of the cool stainless steel table and pushed on my back. My legs were frog tied and just flopped wide open. After witnessing all that sex already, and not getting any, my pussy was surely wet, but not yet running down my legs. Brandon immediately started licking my pussy, while John watched hesitantly. Brandon skipped licking any areas around my pussy, but otherwise did a credible textbook job. He licked my slit several times and then licked and licked and licked my pussy lips, while he spread them further open with his fingers. He slipped his tongue into my love canal a few times, but apparently decided to go for my clit, probably because of all the moaning and gasping I was doing. He teased my little flaming love bud for a couple minutes, and then when into an all out licking assault on my clit, until I came and quivered all over and came again. "Man, did you see her come?" asked Brandon, "It's your turn now John." John was still dubious. Brandon said, "Go ahead and taste her pussy." "I'll bet it tastes a lot better than your ugly cum that she swallows." John bent down and took a quick lick of my pussy. Seemingly satisfied, John began by licking my inner thighs and then my perineum. When his tongue moved on to my pussy, it was apparent to me that John had read and memorized that "How to Eat Pussy" sheet that we sent out to the guys.

My slit was licked followed by my pussy lips. He actually got his tongue in my cunt and probed around and tongue fucked me for a few minutes. Finally he alternately teased my clit with his tongue, and rubbed it lightly with a finger. I had begun involuntarily moaning, but between my genuine panting and whimpering, I  began to whisper and then scream words of encouragement to John like: "Ohhhhh that feels good, more more, Oh God, faster faster, that feels GREAT, and yes, yes, Yes, YES, YES!" When I finally came, it was an even more intense and mind blowing orgasm than the one Brandon had done. When I opened my eyes, both guys had boners sticking straight out, and Brandon was rolling a condom on his stiff cock. They untied my legs, slid me up the stainless steel table and tied my legs spread to the corner legs. Each of them climbed on the table and fucked me hard and fast. Everybody came and I was released. I slipped into my thong and went out into the restaurant area. Most everyone had finished, but Ashley was strung up to the 3" pipe getting fucked by one of the guys who had claimed Brittany. In front of Ashley, 2 futons had been pushed together, and Brittany and Stephanie were tied lying on their side eating each other out. One guy held Brittany's face in Stephanie's crotch. Another guy held Stephanie's face against Brittany's pussy. Two other guys each held one of the girl's legs up and spread, while a 5th guy watched. When Ashley had been fucked, I had her released. Then Ashley and I began barking orders. The entertainment would arrive in a little while.

We had the guys move all 20 chairs into a row about 5' in from the front wall of the restaurant and 3' apart, and push all 5 tables up by the bar. We then told the guys to wear just their shorts and sit in the 16 chairs on the right side of the line. With all 8 girls released, Ashley got a huge squeal of delight, from all the girls, when she told them to tie the guy's wrists behind their backs and secure them to their chairs. We gave the girls a few minutes to tease the guys, and it looked like some of them were already getting a rise in their shorts. Next, all the girls had to wear just their panties. Ashley and I picked on our initiates, Lisa and Meagan, and also Brittany and Stephanie. We simply tied their wrists behind their backs and sat them on the 4 remaining empty chairs to the left of the guys. Finally, we tied Beth's and Ronda's wrists behind their backs and sat them on a nearby table with a good view of where the performance would be. I went into the kitchen and brought out the bottle of white wine I had opened earlier and 2 plastic cups. While I waited in the kitchen, Ashley let each girl drink some of the wine, from the 2 cups, and maybe she had a little herself, before the bottle was killed. I cracked the back door of the building and was on the lookout for our entertainment.

Only a few minutes after their scheduled arrival, 2 vehicles pulled around behind the restaurant and parked. The guys got out of a 4 door sedan and the girls emptied out of a big SUV. We met briefly in the kitchen. I gave the guys the special condoms and they opened them and tucked them in a safe place. Keith, who I had met with earlier, said they were ready to go. He gave me their portable tape player, and told me to plug it in out in the other room, introduce the 2 groups and hit the PLAY button. I did just that and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen for your entertainment and pleasure I present the "Top Hats" and the "Naughty Nymphets." I hit PLAY and 4 guys and 6 girls filed in and took positions in front of their captive audience. While they did a little dance in unison, they sang "Let Me Entertain You… And We'll Have A Real Good Time," which I think is a song from the Broadway show or a movie about Gypsy Rose Lee. While they danced and sang, the 6 college girls unbuttoned their trenchcoats, but nothing was revealed about what they were or were not wearing. The music changed to the famous instrumental version of "The Stripper" written by David Rose. All the girls were already familiar with the striptease the "Top Hats" did, but our cheerleaders were unaware of the surprise ending Ashley and I had planned for them. As soon as the music changed, the 6 girls flung off their trenchcoats and revealed their outfits. Everyone was hooting and cheering. The 6 girls wore matching outfits all in black. Man, all of the girls were really stacked. At least 2 of them had to have implants.

They wore a black garter belt, which held up black fishnet stockings, and black high heels. Each wore a pair of black velvet opera gloves. Each had on a black pushup half bra that barely covered their nipples and the tiniest triangular g-string that I had ever seen. The girls all had long hair, which waved and bounced around, along with their boobs while both groups danced, gyrated, stretched and did the bump and grind as they stripped. I described the "Top Hat" striptease earlier in this part. The girl strippers provocatively peeled off their clothes one item at a time. "The Stripper" music kept repeating itself. Ashley and I walked behind the row of bound guys. We fished their boners out of their shorts and rolled on a special red glow-in-the-dark condom. This was a 3 layer latex condom with a red phosphorescent layer sandwiched in the middle. I think all the guys were stiff after the girls took off their little bras and shook their boobs around. When both groups had stripped down to just their g-strings, they turned their backs on their audience, and seductively stripped off their g-strings. The girls bent over, bared their asses and wiggled their bare pussies at the guys, who went wild. Only Ashley and I knew what the now naked guys were doing with their backs turned to everyone. They had stuffed the special condoms into their g-strings in the kitchen, and were rolling them on their cocks. When they were ready, both groups turned around and headed for their bound audience.

The 4 guys strutted to the 4 cheerleaders tied in their chairs. They waved their red condom covered cocks in the cheerleader's faces, gave them a big kiss and squeezed their boobs and nipples. Then, they sat on the girl's laps, shoved their cocks in between the girl's spread legs and did a lap dance that lasted about 4-5 minutes. Up and down thay rubbed their cocks over the girl's panty covered slits. When they stopped, they stood up and shoved their cherry flavored condom covered cocks into the girl's mouths. My head was going back and forth, like watching a tennis match, to see the priceless reactions on the faces of our guys and girls. After our 4 chair bound cheerleaders had sucked on the cocks for maybe another 4-5 minutes, the "Top Hats" pulled out. They peeled off their condoms and stuffed them into the girl's panty waistbands. They had a 2nd condom on under the first one. Ashley and I whisked our first four girls out of their chairs, and Beth, Rhonda, Ashley and I sat in the 4 chairs. I was so turned on and horny from watching everything that was going on that my black silk thong was already soaked. When the short guy with the biggest cock did his lap dance on me, I thrust back at him trying to get off. When he stuck the cherry flavored cock in my mouth, I tried to suck the very life out of it. I think he miscalculated. His cock was hard and twitching. I sucked even harder, and he started to spurt a little warm cum into his condom. From that point on, he couldn't stop and shot his whole wad into the condom. He withdrew, peeled the condom off, tied the end into a knot and tucked it in my thong's waistband. Maybe it was a special favor, because Ashley also got her guy to cum and got a loaded souvenir condom in her waistband.

The girl strippers descended upon the first 6 guys bound in their chairs. They gave their guys a big kiss and mashed their big boobs into the guy's faces and mouths. Next, they spread their pendulous tits and crushed them over the guy's cheeks. Finally they stood and ever so slowly eased their pusssies down onto our guy's stiff glow-in-the-dark cocks. They took them all the way in and bounced up and down on them for about a 5 minute lap dance. When the strippers slipped off, they knelt in front of each of our guys. Using one hand to pump their shafts and the other hand to rub over the head of their penises, they easily got our guys to shoot their wads into their condoms. They moved on to the next 6 guys and then the last 4. As each of the performers finished, they got mostly dressed and covered up. Ashley and I met them all in the kitchen and tipped each one $50.00, although we had paid them for their extra services in advance. When they had left, Ashley and I joined the din of talk in the restaurant. We untied our cheerleaders, and told them to free our guys. Ashley and I grabbed fresh panties from our purses behind the bar and dashed for the employee's bathroom to beat the rush. We got dressed in our sexy outfits and waited for the pizza delivery. Ashley yelled out to the restaurant that everyone could get dressed, because pizza was on the way. She asked some of the guys to move the tables around and put the chairs back.

The pizza arrived about 10 minutes later. We kept 2 pizzas in the kitchen for the girls and gave the others to the guys. They came and got their pop or beer out of the refrigerator, and we told them that there were plenty of napkins behind the bar. The girls ate standing around the stainless steel table in the kitchen, and between the 8 of us polished off the remaining 2 bottles of white wine. Talk flew around the table non-stop about both acts that performed. We could hear the guys in the restaurant laughing and bragging about the "Naughty Nymphets." This part of our party would be whispered about throughout school for weeks to come. As dinner wound down, we asked some of the guys, who were dressed, to take out the pizza boxes, garbage and empty cans to the dumpster in the alley. Things wound down and the girls moved out into the restaurant to join the guys, but Ashley and I asked Brittany and Stephanie to stay. We took them into the employee's restroom and told Brittany and Stephanie about the little stunt we wanted to do. We told them that we wanted Lisa and Meagan tied to the 2 posts, so that they could either stand up and get fucked or kneel down and give blowjobs. Then, we told them what we wanted to do, and asked them to find 5 pussy licking guys for each of us. We gave each of the girls $100.00 in small bills to award, as they saw fit, to the voluntary pussy eaters. While Brittany and Stephanie did our bidding and recruited for our stunt, Ashley and I got ready.

We stripped first, put up our hair in ponytails, and slipped a black sleepmask blindfold over our heads and let them dangle around our necks. Next, we buckled 4" heavy duty padded leather cuffs around our ankles and tied a long double strand of rope to each cuff's D-ring. In order to muffle any giveaway sounds we might make, we buckled ballgags deep into each other's mouths, and then put nipple clamps on each other. I must have gotten Lisa's nipple clamps, because they were a little loose on me. I simply tightened them about 1/2 turn and the pain level was just right. Finally, we buckled 1/2 of the padded leather wrist cuffs onto each other's wrists, and then Ashley buckled my other wrist into my cuffs behind my back. We were ready and just had to wait for Brittany's and Stephanie's return. After about 10 minutes they returned to the kitchen. First, Stephanie buckled Ashley's other wrist behind her back. Then they led us out into the restaurant by pulling on the long double ropes tied to our ankle cuffs. We stopped under the overhead 3" pipe. I saw all 10 of the guys who bunched around us, but had no idea which 5 would lick my pussy. Ryan picked me up with one arm behind my knees and one arm behind my back. Up went my ankle ropes over the 3" pipe.

"No, No, No," Brittany ordered, "you guys have to tie those ropes so that her legs are spread wide apart. Two guys on chairs pulled my ankle ropes. As I went up, Stephanie shouted, "Move Ashley over more, because her legs have to be spread as wide apart as Christine's." The guys tied my ankle ropes off and my feet were spread open nearly 3' apart. I hung there upside down swaying back and forth feeling as helpless as I ever had before. I looked up at myself and saw how much my body was stretched. My legs seemed to be a mile long and my waist looked like it had narrowed to 18". My C-cup breasts had naturally sagged down towards my neck and billowed into an alluring conical shape. My nipple clamp chain was draped under my chin. I looked over at Ashley and she looked great. Her breasts were thrust out; because she had her bound arms extended and at a right angle to her back. Then, someone pulled the blindfold over my eyes. I expected a good spanking, and indeed that's just what I got. However, I hadn't expected that while the guys were wailing away at my butt, one of the girls, with tiny hands, constantly fingered and played with my pussy. Halfway through my spanking, I came, and when it was over, I had a pretty good burning red ass and my pussy was wet and juicy ready for licking.

If the guys had only known that if they simply licked or sucked my clit, they could have easily made me come and come and come, until I passed out. The little pussy rubbing assist, plus the fact that I was so hyped for this game, that I was just an orgasm waiting to happen. "OK guys, Brittany said, "Each of you must lick Ashley's and Christine's pussies for at least 10 minutes, unless one of them comes first." The 1st guy did a textbook job of following the "How To Eat Pussy" sheet we gave all the guys. It was almost mechanical, but slow steady licking eventually led to my clit. He just kept licking it and when I came, I didn't think that, at first, he knew that he had succeeded. The 2nd guy demonstrated more enthusiasm and passion. His tongue made long slow strokes everywhere over my sensitive pussy, and I moaned gently into my ballgag and my body shivered and twitched hanging up there suspended upside down. My 2nd screaming orgasm soon followed. I jerked around throughout my spasms, until my body had to be steadied for the 3rd guy. I had a pretty good idea that it was Ryan, because after a few preliminary licks, his tongue was in my cunt. He gave me a pretty good tongue fucking that had me trying to hump and grind myself against his tongue. Then, his tongue was probing around inside me searching for my g-spot. With only a little rubbing of that magical area, I came violently and my pussy juices squirted and gushed all over the place. I knew he got a face full. As those watching cheered and applauded, my pussy juices sloshed back over me, running down my ass crack in back and down my front to my ribcage.

I was still gasping from my last gusher, when the 4th guy put his fingers on my pussy lips and spread them. A few slow long licks along my slit and his tongue was licking my clit. I was losing control and having trouble getting enough air breathing through my nose. I shuddered and groaned with my 1st orgasm, but he kept licking my clit. Nearly hysterical by now, I screamed into my ballgag when he made me come again. I never had a chance to recover or come down at all, before the 5th guy firmly spread my pussy lips and stretched my hood to more expose my now extremely sensitive clit. GOD, this was great! It was my whole purpose for hanging up there. I melted when his lips surrounded my clit. He sucked and pulled on my clit with his lips. I, of course, screamed into my gag again, came and began to spasm and jerk wildly about. My hypersensitive clit felt like it was a miniature tingly penis, but he kept sucking my extended nub. I didn't even have enough left in me to scream again, when another orgasm overwhelmed me. I must have hung there twitching and spasming for at least 5 minutes, before I settled down.

It was payback time now. I owed each guy a blowjob. My ballgag was removed. One after another their cocks filled my mouth. They put their hands on my waist or wrapped them around my body to prevent me from swinging away from their thrusting and prevent me from losing suction. My mouth was not at the perfect height for all 5 of them. I couldn't see if any of them spread their legs and bent their knees for a better angle to get their cocks all the way in my mouth. Two of them made me gag several times, as their cocks got into my throat, and when they came in my mouth, a good deal of their cum spilled out of the corners of my mouth and ran down my face towards my eyes and into my nose. It went much better for the other 3 blowjobs. The last guy even let me lick and suck him at my own pace, until near the very end, when he pounded his cock into my throat until he came. The other 2 guys basically used their dicks as battering rams trying to get as deep down my throat as possible. When it was over, they let me down and released me. God, I was a sticky mess of pusssy juices and cum. Before cleaning up, I found Brian and Ryan and told them that they could take me upstairs for the night as soon as I cleaned up. Ashley tapped Rob and Eric. I grabbed someone's can of Coke from the refrigerator and met her in the employee's restroom. We split the Coke and spent some time washing up and getting dressed back into our sexy little outfits.

When we emerged into the restaurant, all of our cheerleaders had been "claimed" and were getting tied up. Ashley and I found our 4 guys and told them to get dressed and grab any rope or equipment they wanted to use on us. Ashley somehow got everyone's attention and announced that she and I were taking 4 guys to the upstairs apartment for the rest of the night. She told them that Lisa and Meagan were still the initiates and they could do what they wanted with them. She announced that there were plenty of futons and a stack of blankets in the corner. Finally, she told them that breakfast would be served at 8:00 AM that morning and, that anyone who wanted could stay and play the following morning after breakfast. Ashley and I donned our trenchcoats and we led our 4 guys out the kitchen backdoor and up the covered stairs to the upstairs apartment. Once inside, the guys looked around and took Ashley and me into the sparse living room. With out any resistance, the guys took off our trenchcoats and stripped us. Our wrists were tied behind our backs and each of them kissed us and spent a little time playing with every part of our naked bodies. They especially used their fingers to probe, frustrate and get our pussies really turned on.

Ryan and Brian moved the old couch out from the wall, while Eric and Rob sat me on the edge of the center cushion. They each grabbed one of my legs and held them firmly spread wide apart. Ashley was brought to her knees in front of me. Brian told her, "Let's see how good you are at licking her out!" Brian pushed her face into my crotch and Ashley went to work on my pussy. She licked and ran her tongue all around my pussy lips, which opened up even more for her. She licked her way closer and closer to my love hole, carefully avoiding my clit. When the ever decreasing swirls of Lisa's tongue had centered on my love tunnel, she plunged her tongue into my cunt. While Brian held Ashley's head firmly against my pussy, Ryan moved behind the couch and bent over to play with my breasts and nipples. My little heart was pounding in my chest; my rate of breathing had doubled, and I was gasping and moaning from the sheer pleasures. I don't know how long Ashley tongue fucked me, but eventually she withdrew and started swirling her tongue round and round my now tingly throbbing clit. Her tongue teased me mercilessly, until I whimpered and panted for release. Finally, as perhaps only Ashley could do, she gently took my clit between her lips. She sucked ever so gently at first, but eventually sucked harder and flicked the tip of her tongue over my clit. I screamed and shuddered and convulsed when one of the most intense overwhelming pussy eating orgasms engulfed my whole body and inner soul.

When I had recovered, we switched positions. I was kneeling in front of Ashley's spread legs and inviting pussy. Eric and Rob held her legs wide open for me. No one forced my head into Ashley's pussy. Instead, the 2 guys holding Ashley's legs apart and the other 2 guys just watched. I was determined to tease her more than she had teased me. I began by thoroughly licking her sensitive inner thighs and perineum, before moving onto her pussy. Her pussy lips were wide open for me and I licked them all over several times. Then, my tongue dove into her cunt. After some serious tongue fucking, Ashley's hips were bucking so much that the guys had to hold her down! Her moans had become pitiful wanting squeals. I probed around in her slick love tunnel, with my tongue, searching out my main objective. When I found her g-spot, it only took a little rubbing and Ashley shrieked, came and squirted. My lips had a really good seal around the opening to her vagina, and I got a good mouthful of her pussy juices. I savored the taste of her sweet nectar as I swallowed it all. Ashley and I were jerked to our feet.

Ryan produced Lisa's big penis gag. I didn't even know Ashley had brought it and didn't notice Ryan grab it downstairs. Eric asked, "What the Hell are you going to do with that?" To which, Rob answered, "Watch and learn, this will be fun!" Ryan buckled the 4" X 2"" penis gag into Ashley's mouth, and she was laid out on the carpeted floor on her back. What protruded straight up in the air, from the penis gag panel that covered Ashley's lips, was an ugly black knobby 6"-7" X 2" dildo. Brian and Eric each grabbed one of my arms and guided me over Ashley's face. "Rob," Brian said, "you can get a great view and play with Ashley's pussy as much as you like." I bent my knees and spread my legs as they lowered me closer and closer towards the big ugly head of that black gel cock. As my pussy got to within inches of penetration, Ryan reached down and held the menacing phallus centered on its target. It was tight going in. The 2 guys slowly lowered me until I was totally impaled. It was still a tight fit and I could feel every bumpy knob along the walls of my vagina. As my pussy juices began to surround the invader and I moved around a little to adjust its position. It started to feel really good in there. I loved to have my cunt stuffed, even if it wasn't a real cock.

 

I began to fuck myself on the dildo moving slowly up and down at first. GOD, it felt good. My mouth was open and various versions and tones of OHHHHHHs spewed from me. I got a pretty good rhythm going, but after 10 or 15 minutes of fucking myself, my legs grew weary and my strokes became slower and shorter. I guess it was the strain on my legs from being tied and stretched upside down. I said, "My legs are getting sore and I don't know if I can get off?" Brian and Eric to the rescue! They firmed up their grips on my bound upper arms and physically bounced me up and down on that wicked cock. Within about 5 minutes I was moaning out of control. Ryan put me out of my misery by reaching his hand in and rubbing my clit. Singlely or collaboratively, our guys really knew how to make a girl come. If Eric and Brian hadn't been supporting me, I probably would have toppled off Ashley and landed on my face from that orgasm. Rob finished off Ashley with his fingers, while Brian and Ryan led me off to one of the bedrooms. They did untie my wrists and let me take a brief bathroom break, but when I was finished, I was tied spread-eagle to the large bed.

Before they let me go to sleep, all 4 of them wound up screwing me in that bed. I knew that Rob and Brian had to work at the auto body shop the next morning. When I was untied and sandwiched between Ryan and Brian under the covers, I asked Brian to set the alarm on his wrist watch for 7:00 AM. I whispered to him that there was coffee and OJ downstairs in the kitchen and I would get some things from the bakery as soon as it opened. The next thing that happened was Brian's wrist watch alarm going off in my ear. I climbed over a groggy Brian and headed for the bathroom. Thank GOD that I had brought soap and towels. Just as I finished my shower, I heard the toilet flush and Brian crowded into the shower. It was really only a bathtub surrounded by 3 tiled walls and a shower curtain. The 2 of us could barely fit. I washed Brian's cock and balls, knelt down so that the shower water ran over my head and back, and sucked him off. I really had to hustle to get dry, presentable, dressed and downstairs. The morning was cloudy and cool and my trenchcoat was right for the morning. In the kitchen, I started a pot of coffee and put out napkins, paper plates and cups for OJ and coffee on the stainless steel table. Afew people were up and stirring out in the restaurant. I yelled out that I'd be back with breakfast in 10-15 minutes. I walked the 3/4 blocks down to the bakery. My pussy still tingled and I had been pretty well had the night before. I wondered if I was walking in that little just fucked wiggle walk, but was sure my trenchcoat hid that. I didn't think my face looked any different, but would the women at the bakery be able to look at my face and know?

I bought 3 big boxes of assorted Danish and 3 types of donuts, and walked back. In the kitchen, OJ and coffee had been poured and a 2nd pot was brewing. Breakfast was like a little buffet and the kids picked out what they wanted and took it out into the restaurant to eat at the tables. I had a glass of OJ, 2 cups of coffee, Danish and a donut, and it was hard getting a word in with all the non-stop chatter. Fresh from a sugar and caffeine rush, I was rejuvenated and ready for whatever the morning brought. I had already told Ashley that I could stay until around noon. Besides Rob and Brian leaving for work, 3 other guys left after breakfast. Meagan had something going that day and Beth and Rhonda decided to leave also, so they all got a ride with Beth. That left Ashley, Lisa, Brittany, Stephanie and me, along with 11 guys. We said our goodbyes and when I looked around, 2 guys had already grabbed Lisa and were tying her up over in a corner. Stephanie and Brittany declared that they wanted to try being hung upside down, and there were plenty of volunteers to string them up. Ashley told me that she had a fun surprise planned for me and took me behind the bar. She had me take off all my clothes and tied my wrists behind my back. She led me out and stood me, between where the guys were getting ready to hoist up Brittany and Stephanie, right under that 3" overhead pipe.

Ashley got one of the chairs and a futon. She doubled the futon over the back of the chair, pushed it up to my belly and bent me over it. Ryan was there to help Ashley toss a rope over the 3" pipe. Ashley tied one end of that rope to my wrist ropes and pulled on it until my arms were raised above my back and I was held bent over the padded chair back. My arms weren't stretched too much and it would be comfortable enough for the morning. Finally, she tied ropes to my ankles, kicked them wide apart and tied them spread to the 2 posts holding up the ceiling beam. I watched the guys hoist up Brittany and Stephanie on either side of me, while Ashley disappeared into the kitchen. When she reappeared, she was brandishing some kind of horsehair whip. She whispered in my ear that she had gone back to that sex shop near the UCLA campus and bought it especially to use on me. It was a stiff horsehair ponytail that looked like it was made from a Palomino. She whipped my perky ass for awhile until it turned bright rosy pink. Then, she showed everyone, but me, what was concealed in her palm. Something was pushed into my now wet pussy. She worked that knobby device in and out and got it good and lubricated. Then, Ashley worked it into my tight rosebud. I felt every knob of that butt plug going in, until its base settled against my tight sphincter. This was not my first experience with butt plugs. I wiggled around and got it settled in there and was as comfortable as possible. When I turned around and looked at myself, the horsehair ponytail was sticking straight up in the air. Ashley blindfolded me and announced, "Christine will be here for the rest of the morning to use as you like!" She whispered in my ear, "You look really cute and really sexy!"

I couldn't think of a better way to spend the morning after our successful final bondage sex party of our senior year than to be tied up and screwed some more. For the rest of the morning, when I wasn't making my own noises of pleasure, I heard the sounds of sex all around me; the slurping, the sucking, the fucking and the coming. My daydreaming was abruptly interrupted by the feel of a wet warm tongue licking its way up my inner thigh. I squirmed at every touch and felt the butt plug up my ass everytime I twitched.. I didn't know if it was Ashley or Lisa, but it was definitely being done by a girl. She licked my whole pussy at first, and when my pussy lips were open for her, she licked them thoroughly. All of a sudden her tongue was in my cunt. She seemed to take great pleasure in running her tongue up and down the rear wall of my vagina lapping her tongue up and down every bump in my butt plug. This sent weird pleasurable sensations throughout my pussy and chills up my spine. She moved her tongue to my clit area and started teasing me. My moans kept getting louder and more frequent. Eventually, she licked that swollen sensitive nub until I had my first knee buckling orgasm of the morning.

During that morning, I was screwed 5 times from behind doggie-style. Thankfully, they didn't all come one right after another. While they fucked me, all 5 guys couldn't resist tugging at my horsehair ponytail butt plug. Also, while they screwed me, their cocks rubbed the butt plug bumps pushing against my vaginal walls sending even more intense waves of pleasure throughout my pussy and into my brain. They all fucked me hard and fast, and I had great orgasms with each of them. Somewhere in-between all that, another girl ate out my pussy. But, what I remembered most about that morning was that it seemed their was always a cock in my mouth. I lost track, but there must have been 10-12 of them. They really took advantage and used my mouth. What was so disconcerting was that most of the time that I was sucking on some guy's dick, another guy was fucking my pussy. I had to try to concentrate on what my mouth was doing, while orgasms built and crashed throughout my body. The other thing that clouded my brain was how they used me. I started every blowjob enthusiastically and licked and sucked them really good, but maybe half of them pulled out, when they were hard enough, presumably to go fuck another girl. I never knew if they were going to go all the way and come down my throat, until they grabbed my hair or head and seriously began fucking my mouth. I, of course swallowed their cum and licked them clean. I was certain that they were all satisfied.

It ended too soon for me. My blindfold was removed, and Ashley plucked the ponytail butt plug from my asshole. As I looked around, I discovered that everyone else had finished. Ashley disappeared into the kitchen with my butt plug and a couple guys freed me. I grabbed my clothes from behind the bar, checked the refrigerator for some OJ or Coke, and took a glass of OJ into the employee's bathroom. After cleaning up and getting dressed, I wandered out into the restaurant to find that everything had been put back in its place and all the garbage had been taken out to the dumpster in the alley. I couldn't believe my ears. Lisa and Ashley were talking about coming back in the afternoon to use the beds in the upstairs apartment, and were figuring out which guys wanted or would be included. Five of the 11 guys were leaving, which at the moment left 6 guys for Lisa and Ashley to take on. They were going to leave and go out to lunch and then come back. I told Ashley that I'd come back the next morning to get the futons and blankets, and make one last check of the place, before we surrendered the keys. We said our goodbyes then. I said that I would drive Brittany and Stephanie home. The 3 of us donned our trenchcoats and walked the 1-1/2 blocks to the City Parking lot, where I had left my car. As soon as we were buckled in the car and moving, Brittany and Stephanie whipped out their cell phones and were telling Yoshi and Carole all the details of the party. Ashley and I would get the credit for the successful party, but I might never live down the infamous horsehair ponytail butt plug incident, which would be all over school by Monday!

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