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Hellcats: Blackmailing a Cheerleader	By : Perversity Category: G through L > Hellcats Views: 10882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Alice and I have a rather unique…arrangement. It started out innocently enough, even if the night following our meeting could never be classified as such. Every Friday night I go to a local bar and have a little me time at the bottom of a glass. It’s a tradition I picked up when I was 19 and I’ve been keeping to it ever since. When you continue to get away with the kind of things I do, the stuff that becomes routine kind of feel like a lucky charm.
Sitting in the seat next to me was Alice, looking quite depressed and drinking like a fish. As soon as she bottomed up one glass, another replaced it. I recognized her as a Hellcats cheerleader and made my move. I didn’t know it until later, but she had just broken up with some guy, and needed some serious rebound sex to deal with it.
Being the great humanitarian that I am, always lending a helping hand to those who need it, I charmed her into my bed. Actually, it’s far more accurate to say she seduced me, because we both gladly used each other for our own purposes. During that night I noticed that her preference was rough sex, she just couldn’t get enough of it. What was supposed to be a quickie at my place turned into an all-nighter while I fucked the beautiful cheerleader hard enough to make bruises.
We continued our sexual trysts for about three months. It was a nice change of pace to have sex with someone who was not being blackmailed to do so, not to mention the fact that she’s one hell of a ride when you get her worked up. And trust me, the worse you treat her, the more worked up she becomes. Although she’s never admitted it aloud, Alice is a full blown masochist.
Then the little sneak discovered my online database of videos on my computer while I slept. I never keep any hardcopies of my victims for very long, I transfer them all onto a secure online database. Well, it’s usually secure, but I was sloppy and she found out about the whole thing. Instead of turning me over to the police, and trust me I had nothing on her to prevent her from doing so, she watched them all.
If I had in any way physically assaulted my victims in the videos, I have no doubt even she would have had me arrested, but watching me manipulate them to serve my own needs only turned her on even more. She had only one demand for her silence: Her own access to the database and the ability to make suggestions of whom I should make my next victim.
I guess Marti really got under her skin, because only a week after the sexy blonde’s arrival, Alice pointed me in her direction and told me to have at it. She’s the reason why I have the blackmail material in the first place, and I probably wouldn’t have been able to get it without her. That’s why she was watching everything from the closet, and if her eagerness is any indication, watching Marti cum her brains out and humiliate herself really turned her on.
I clench her ass tighter and pull her against me, noticing that she isn’t wearing anything under the skirt. I know she had panties on before we came in here, so I guess she discarded them in the closet. The thought that she might have been touching herself while watching me pleasure Marti only serves to make my pants feel even tighter, and with a growl of arousal I carry her over to my desk and she unwraps her arms and legs to sit down on the edge.
“You didn’t answer my question, Ms. Verdura. Did you enjoy the show?”
She grins and once again grips my cock through my jeans, making me clench my teeth in frustration. Oh, how it needs freedom!
“Absolutely. Watching that overconfident bitch get what she deserves got me so wet I almost joined you.”
I gave her explicit instructions not to do so, because that would seriously mess up my plan. I have every intention of getting Alice involved at some point, as well as letting Marti know that she played a huge role in her blackmail, but it’s not time for that yet. To confirm her words, I slide my hand up her slender thigh and rub two of my fingers against her eager pussy, finding that she is indeed soaking wet. When she feels my touch she pushes herself against my hand and groans in desire.
This perverse side of her, which is a part of her personality she apparently only shows to me, is a big turn on. I certainly enjoy dominating and humiliating women, but fucking an always horny, masochistic cheerleader is nothing to shake my head at.
“But I really want to see the look on her face as you stuff her cunt with this thing.”
She squeezes me again, and the combination of her words and touch finally make it impossible to keep it confined any longer.
“Take it out. Now!”
The growl of frustrated arousal in my voice immediately changes her expression from amusement to arouse, and I watch her entire body shiver as she enjoys my demanding tone. Being forceful with Alice always turns her into a total slut, and she eagerly obeys my command and a few seconds later fishes my rock hard cock out of my pants.
My groan of approval as I’m finally free is cut short by a sharp intake of breath and a moan when her hand gives my shaft a solid stroke from top to bottom and up again. The intense look in her eyes, coupled with how hot she looks in her cheerleader uniform makes it really difficult not to blow my load immediately. Pleasuring Marti really got me worked up, and if I don’t do something about it soon it’s going to start hurting.
“You’re too close. How about we take care of that?”
Before I can even think up a response, she slides off my desk and lowers to her knees. Usually we both enjoy the foreplay, but she’s too eager to fuck and I’m too eager to cum to prolong this more than necessary. So when her lips surround the head of my cock and quickly engulfs most of my shaft, I let out a weird combination of a groan, gasp, and moan which I’m certain I won’t be able to reproduce even if I try.
Alice is really talented at this, and once she learned how to pleasure me it became embarrassing how quickly she could make me cum with her mouth. She somehow keeps up almost continuous suction, and every few moments she stops breathing just long enough to take me completely down her throat, her nose pressing against the base of my shaft.
Being as close as I am, that’s all I need. My hands clutch at her head and keep her there as my cock swells and then releases a torrent of hot, thick cum down her throat. With the women I blackmail, I don’t usually do this until much later in their training, but Alice is unique. The arousal in her eyes as I forcefully pump my sperm inside of her gives me all the permission I need. Her experienced throat muscles spasm around my cock just a bit, driving me crazy.
It’s not the first time I’ve done it, and certainly not the first time the act has made her horny enough to fuck an entire room of men. I look right into her eyes as the last of my release slides down her throat and then slowly pull out of her mouth with a pop. I’m always impressed with her gag control, because she merely breathes in deeply for oxygen and quickly draws her tongue along the sensitive head, collecting the rest of what she didn’t swallow.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned how to maintain over the years, its stamina. Many of the women I sleep with are younger than I am with powerful sex drives. So while I recover from my release, the sexy cheerleader below me continues to bathe my cock with her tongue, bringing me back to a full erection within a couple of minutes. She’ll probably keep doing that until I tell her to do otherwise.
It’s not like she’s completely under my control, she’s just extremely greedy for pleasure. She gains pleasure from forceful, often violent physical acts. Me telling her what to do gives her a taste of that pleasure, so she often waits until I command her to do something.
I know I’m not her only lover, but she hides this side of herself from everyone but me. She’s only partially satisfied by normal sex, so she’s often frustrated by the time we get together. When she gets like this, there is no On/Off switch, it’s just “Go!”. I consider it a personal failure if I don’t meet the needs of my lover.
“Stand up and bend over the desk.”
The cheerleader eagerly returns to her feet and then turns her back to me and leans over the table. She braces her hands on each side of the desk to grip and keep herself steady then wriggles her perfect, athletic ass at me. It’s almost too tempting to change my intended target, which is painfully tight as I recall, but this isn’t the time for that.
I close the small distance between the two of us and slide one hand up her thigh and to the curve of her hip to get a good grip, and wind my other one in her hair. Her breathing increases in expectation, so as thanks for giving me what I needed, I give her what she needs. I thrust forward hard enough to slap against her ass and fill her needy pussy almost instantly, and at the same time yank on both her hair and pull back on her hip.
A sharp cry of pain and pleasure loud enough to bounce off every corner of the room is accompanied by a dull screech as the desk moves forward a few inches from the impact. Pleasure shoots through my body like electricity, and once again I can’t get over the fact that no matter how many times I fuck her, she is always tight as a vice. I’m sure many a boy has dreamed of banging a girl in her cheerleader outfit at school, but I’m lucky enough that it’s a reality.
Her inner walls flutter around my shaft, and I pull out of her most of the way and drive back into her just as hard as before, once again drawing another mixed moan out of her. I immediately start a bruising pace, using my grip on her hair and waist to keep her in place while I sacrifice speed for power, fucking her in long, hard strokes that break apart her moans of pleasure with rhythmic, sharp cries of pain.
In response, she thrusts back against me, her body demanding more even as her voice fails to get a single coherent word out to do the same. All the while, I clench my teeth furiously and breathe in and out deeply to maintain the deep, penetrating thrusts I’m driving into her. It’s not easy and I have to pace myself, but it’s oh so rewarding.
No matter how well you take care of yourself, rough sex can take a toll. Sometimes you won’t feel it until after the adrenaline wears off, but it’s going to hit you hard. At moments like that, the exhaustion and pain I feel lets me know how well I did. I’m almost looking forward to it.
I remove my hand from her hip, she’s moving enough on her own not to need it there, and yank hard on her hair as I bring my hand down and give her pert ass a hard slap. I hear the familiar sound of her breathing out between her clenched teeth as the sting from the impact excites her further. I know her well enough that she doesn’t need to tell me to do it again for me to know, and I bring my hand down on the other cheek even harder than before.
“Holy shit! You’re one hell of a fuck, you know that?”
I drive into her particularly hard after I say that, cutting off any coming response. I can tell she’s close, teetering on the knife’s edge of release. That’s good, because so am I. I let go of her hair and she lowers her forehead to the table, no longer having the energy to keep it up even if she wanted to. I slide my hand down her toned back, which makes her shiver in response, and grip her hip with both of my hands, using the added leverage to pull my cock out almost all the way and drive into her as hard as I can.
I see her hands grip the desk hard enough to turn her knuckles white and she practically screams out her release, clamping down around me so tightly I can’t move at all. Her entire body shakes as her climax hits her like a train, and the flexing of her inner walls cause me to join her very quickly. I make barely any noise in sharp contrast to her, but every muscle in my body tenses and I throw back my head as I explode deep inside of her.
My balls hurt as I empty my sperm inside of her very eager body, and I can feel the excess leak out of her hole around my cock. It seems to take forever, but when I finally stop, her body relaxes and releases me from her grip. I pull out and quickly slide into my chair, breathing in and out deeply as I try to get my senses back in order. Alice remains on the table, her entire body now laying on it, her legs spread a bit as some of my cum pools below her. It’s almost silly, how satisfied she looks.
“Always a pleasure, Ms. Verdura.”

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Well that was naughty. Shorter than the last one but that's because it was mostly just sex. It's purpose was to show how he got the information to blackmail Marti in the first place. Also, Alice has been a real manipulative bitch over the course of the season, so I decided to turn her into a closeted masochistic slut with a case of nymphomania. And why not? Alice is smoking hot and you do kind of get the impression she's a Hellcat in the bedroom as well. ;)
The next one will go back to Marti, and this time there WILL be penetration. In the latest episode she wore a form fitting black dress that put some ideas in my head, so I'll incorporate that somewhere in the story. Also inspired by the previous episode, I'm going to include "Nasty Kathy" in at some point. That dance was...inspiring.
See ya in a few days.
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