I've never taken a survey and I'm pretty sure no one else has either. But I would venture to guess that for the last hundred years or so at least sixty perfect of the kids attending high school are invisible. No I don't mean they fade out to nothing I mean they go completely unnoticed. They're not jocks or nerds or even remotely popular. They don't play sports or join clubs or attend any school functions that may draw attention to themselves. They're just average boys and girls who make it through their school years as unimportant people. Or as society would say, social misfits. And they prefer it that way. My name is Ray Samson and I'm one of those kids. For seventeen years I managed to stay in the back ground and out of the limelight. All I had to do was make it through my Senior year and high school hell would be over. But two weeks after school started my luck ran out. It was one of those wrong place wrong time situations that you can't control. Unfortunately that unlucky day made me a target for some very unconventional bullies. The Varsity cheerleaders led by Ashley Parker.

My sixth period was free and I didn't feel like going to the Cafeteria or Library to study. So I decided to make my way out to the football field and have a smoke behind the bleachers. The bleachers on the far side of the field was the best place to hide because you couldn't be seen by anyone from any direction. So I camped out there and enjoyed my time alone. Just as I was finishing up I heard several female voices chatting and giggling. I peeked around the corner of the bleachers and saw the Varsity cheerleaders coming my way. I immediately froze in my spot and panicked. The only way out was to walk by them and I definitely didn't want to do that. Unless you're one of us you may not understand my reaction. Passing a cheerleader or any pretty girl in a crowded hallway is no big deal. They whiz right past you like you're not even there. But walking past them with no one else around to draw their attention makes you feel naked and vulnerable. And I simply didn't have the courage to do that. So I scurried under the bleachers and crawled back about ten rows before I flopped down on my nervous stomach and prayed they wouldn't spot me.

As is usually the case the four cheerleaders invading my privacy were the prettiest and most popular girls in school. And I of course had fantasized about all four of them on many occasions. So being this close to the beautiful females who occupied my wet dreams was terribly exciting. Their perfectly shaped bodies, long sleek legs and flawless skin was truly a wondrous sight. But the idea of being caught like a perverted peeping tom made me tremble with fear. The news would be all over school within the hour and I would have to suffer through the humiliation for the entire year. So I remained as still as possible and kept my eyes glued on the lovely foursome. While I laid there I began to wonder why they sought a secluded place to talk. They weren't smoking or doing drugs so why did they have to hide from prying eyes? I finally decided it was a mystery that would have to go unsolved because I sure as hell wasn't going to get up and ask them. Besides, I had problems of my own. My squashed dick was as hard as a steel rod and my prone body was numb and tingling.

I did my best to ignore my discomfort and feasted my eyes on the four Goddesses standing thirty feet away. All four were perfectly put together in every way, shape or form. As I watched I remembered how strange it was that none of them had a steady boyfriend. Everyone assumed it was because they were merely playing the field and didn't want to be tied down. But I had a different opinion for their unusual behavior because they really didn't date that often. I figured they were so exceptionally beautiful they fancied themselves as being better then everyone else. And from my lowly social status I tended to agree with them. But I was about to find out that wasn't the case at all. And what I saw thoroughly shocked me.

Ashley Parker was their leader and captain of the squad and in my mind the most beautiful girl in the universe. So my attention was mainly drawn to her. When I saw Kim Graves lean towards her I thought she was whispering something in her ear. But as I looked closer I noticed Kim was nibbling on her lobe. Then I saw Ashley grab Kim by the ass and tightly press her body against her. If that wasn't enough to knock me for a loop, out of the corner of my eye I saw Tiffany Watts and Stacy Gordon tangled up in a lip lock that took my breath away. Their hands were roaming over each others shapely body and they were breathing heavily. All of a sudden the four gorgeous females were giggling like young school girls while they quickly ripped their uniforms off and fell in each others arms. I was so aroused I couldn't stop myself from rubbing my throbbing dick. Unfortunately their erotic love making and the extreme pleasure I was getting while watching them forced me to moan to loud. An icy cold chill ran down my spine when I heard Ashley's angry voice.

"Who's there?" She asked as they all surveyed the area. I tried to remain still but my body was shaking like a leaf. There was no way out and I knew I was fucked. "Show yourself you fucking pervert." Ashley commanded as she motioned for the girls to fan out. They didn't have to be rocket scientists to know who ever was spying on them had to be under the bleachers. So Ashley and Kim entered from the back while Tiffany and Stacy spread out down the row between the two sets of bleachers and came in from the side. The four of them had me surrounded with no chance of escaping. I couldn't just lie there until they found me so I leaped to my feet and scrambled over the iron rails as fast as I could. I was about six feet from making it out when Stacy grabbed my right arm with one hand and snatched my wrist with the other. The next thing I knew my arm was wrenched up my back in a painful hammerlock. I tried to break free but she was stronger then I thought and able to hold me until Tiffany took control of my left arm. Their holds were firm and it was useless for me to struggle so I gave up and went peacefully.

There was an angry scowl on Ashley's beautiful face when the two girls forcibly marched me up to her. She confidently stood there with her hands on her hips and looked at me like I was the scum of the earth. "Did you enjoy the show pervert?" She asked while staring me up and down. I was to ashamed to answer so I kept quiet. "SLAP!..SLAP!" She viciously slapped my red cheeks and got right in my face. "Answer me you disgusting piece of shit. Why were you spying on us?" I really didn't have an answer she would believe. What was I going to say? I was hiding under the bleachers because I didn't have the courage to face you. But I had to say something because I could clearly see the hatred in Ashley's beautiful blue eyes and she was beginning to scare me. "I'm sorry Ashley I really wasn't spying on you." I managed to mumble as I stared at the ground. "You wasn't huh? Then why do you have a hard on you lousy bastard?" She said while roughly squeezing my rock hard dick. I tried to back away but Stacy and Tiffany easily held my squirming body in place and laughed at my whimpering squeals.

"What are we going to do Ashley? This asshole knows we're lovers and he'll tell the whole fucking school as soon as we let him go." Kim nervously asked. "Calm down Kim I'll think of something." Ashley replied in a soothing voice. "I won't tell a soul. I swear on my life." I declared, hoping they would believe me. "Oh I know you won't pervert because I'm going to make sure of it." Ashley said with an evil grin. Before I could answer she grabbed my shoulder for leverage and destroyed my stomach with unbelievably hard punches. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" My face turned blue and I was gasping for breath when I dropped to my knees. "If we give him a good beating I'm positive he'll keep his mouth shut so he won't get another one. Are you with me girls?" Ashley asked with a smile. "Great idea Ashley count me in." Kim responded. "Sounds good, let's do it." Tiffany and Stacy happily agreed.

"Hold on girls. I prom.." "SMACK!" Ashley cut me off with a solid right to the jaw. "You don't get to vote asshole so shut the fuck up." Then she dragged me to my feet and put me in a headlock. I lost my raging hard on when Ashley pounded my stomach and took my breath away. But with my mouth tightly pressed against her amazingly firm tit it quickly came back. And the inner struggle going on inside of me was driving me crazy. My face was in the exact spot I had dreamed about many times but her incredibly strong arm was crushing my skull and causing me a great deal of pain. I fought like a madman to break her hold and was very surprised to find out I wasn't strong enough. "Squirm all you want you fucking pervert you'll never get out of this hold." She said taunting me. My feeble efforts to free myself came to an abrupt halt when Kim's foot exploded on my unprotected balls from behind. "WHOP!" "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" I immediately stopped struggling and screamed like a girl. When Ashley released me I hit the ground like a unhinged skeleton and curled up in a ball.

"Take those protective clothes off of him girls." Ashley said as they all pounced on me. My useless attempt to stop them from stripping me was comical. They slapped my pawing hands aside and had me naked in seconds. I was so embarrassed my face was as red as a beet while I laid there trying to cover myself. The girls laughed while Ashley taunted me because of my overweight body and slightly undersized dick. "You're a real porker aren't you wimp? And your little dick is so puny I can barely see it." "Leave me alone." I whimpered nearly in tears. "Fuck you pervert. Now get your ass up." Ashley commanded as she hauled me to my feet. I tried to shove her away but she easily kept me under control and blasted my jaw with a vicious right cross that rattled my teeth. "SMACK!" I stumbled back into Kim's waiting arms. She quickly spun me around and nailed me between the eyes. "SMACK!" I flopped to the ground like a freshly cut tree. "PLOP!"

I was groggy as hell when Ashley yanked me up and wrapped her arm around my throat in a choke hold. While my attention was diverted trying to free myself from Ashley's firm grip, Kim unexpectedly attacked my mid section. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Now I was really fighting to catch my breath. "You don't need this pathetic little thing do you pervert?" Kim asked with a cruel smile as she roughly yanked on my dick. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" I wailed like a banshee and nearly passed out. Kim turned me loose so Ashley could whip me around and land a potent uppercut on my chin. "CRACK!" I staggered like a drunk for a few steps before collapsing in a heap. Stacy and Tiffany took over torturing me by stomping on my prone body. "STOMP!..STOMP!..STOMP!..STOMP!..STOMP!..STOMP!" I was in so much pain I could barely move but the beautiful cheerleaders showed no signs of sympathy.

Tiffany picked me up and wrapped her arms around mine to keep me from escaping. Then Stacy went to work on me with both fists firing like an automatic machine gun. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" My head snapped from side to side and tears poured from my rapidly swelling eyes. "This will teach you not to spy on people you no good son of a bitch." She hatefully spat while she continued to beat me to a pulp. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" I was stunned over how hard these girls could hit. Fists that strike like battering rams is not what you think of when you look at a girl. You notice their beautiful face and lovely hair that cascades over their creamy shoulders. Their perfectly curved bodies and flawless skin that resembles pink ice. And their long, sleek legs that seem to go on forever. A hard fist capable of causing extreme pain never enters your mind. So I was completely taken by surprise.

I was out on my feet and would have fallen if Tiffany wasn't holding me up. When Stacy finally stopped to take a breath, Tiffany threw me down on the ground and leaped on me like a jungle cat devouring it's prey. I was to weak to resist when she wrapped her gorgeous legs around my neck in a scissor hold and tightened them like a vice. I meekly pawed at her legs but my wasted efforts were in vain. Any strength I possessed had been beaten out of me by the four beauties of my wet dreams. "Give it up wimp. No one escapes from my legs once I lock my ankles." Unfortunately she was correct. My face was turning blue and I was about to pass out when she finally relinquished her hold and stood up. I helplessly laid at her feet and groaned like I was dying while the girls laughed. Sadly my four tormentors weren't through punishing me.

Kim forced me to my feet and put me in a full nelson to keep me from fleeing. Stacy and Tiffany stood at my sides with one of their legs hooked over mine so I couldn't kick. Ashley was in front of me with a smile on her lovely face. "You made a huge mistake spying on us you little wimp. If I even hear a rumor you've told anyone what you saw today we'll hunt you down and put you in the hospital for a very long time. So take my advice and keep your big mouth shut. This is just a sample of what you'll get if you don't do as I say." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" She pulverized my face until it swelled up like an air filled balloon. At the same time Stacy and Tiffany battered my ribs and stomach until they were a mass of bruises. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Blood and tears were flying in every direction while I cried my eyes out. But my dick didn't care about the terrible beating I was getting. Rubbing against Kim's fantastic body caused me to shoot my load and fill my shorts with hot, sticky cum. When Kim turned me loose I landed at their feet like a demolished building.

Ashley roughly pulled me up on my knees and wrapped her arms around my throat. "This is your only warning asshole so remember what I said. Now go to sleep like a good little pervert." I was to weak to struggle when she tightened her sleeper hold and knocked me out. I don't know how long I was out before Ashley slapped me awake. When I was able to focus my thoughts I realized I was tied up like a Christmas turkey with my own clothes. The four of them were hysterically laughing while they snapped numerous pictures of my bound up beaten body with their cell phones. Ashley knelt down to grab my chin so she could lift my head and look into my tear filled eyes. "Obey me and keep your mouth shut or we'll give you a worse beating. I'll leave my panties to remind you who did this and why you better do as we say. I've worn them all day so they should be pretty ripe. If you ever get the urge to tell anyone just take a good whiff. I'm sure the smell will frighten you into changing your mind." She stuffed them in my swollen mouth and patted my red cheeks. "Ta ta loser you better hope we never meet again." Ashley said as they strolled off laughing.

My battered body hurt so much my feeble struggles to loosen my bonds were pathetic. I finally gave up and laid there weeping. I was supposed to meet my friend Tim after school and go to the video arcade with him. Luckily he decided to check behind the bleachers to see if I was there before going home. I was never so glad to see him in my life. "JESUS CHRIST Ray what happened to you?" He asked while untying me. Shock registered on his face when I told him the story. But he had to believe me with my swollen mouth stuffed full of female panties. "Damn man that's unreal. They really busted you up. You have to get revenge for this Ray. They shouldn't get away with it simply because they're girls." He said while throwing my arm around his shoulder. "I don't know Tim. I'd get in a lot of trouble beating up girls. Besides, they have some very embarrassing pictures of me." I explained. "Don't worry Ray I'll help you think of something. Now let's get you home and fix you up." He replied as he half carried me to his car.

It took two weeks for me to completely heal. A few of my teachers asked me what happened so I lied to get them off of my back. The only ones who knew the truth was Tim and my other friends Bruce and Stanley. They agreed with Tim I should pay those treacherous bitches back in some way so the three of them began to form a plan of retaliation. At first I wasn't thrilled over the prospect of facing those girls again so I kept my opinion to myself. But each time I saw one of them they would give me a leering smile and double up their fist or run their finger across their throat. I eventually came around to the guys way of thinking. Then one Thursday night after school, Bruce said he had some great news and told us to meet him at his house later that night. There was a huge smile on his face when we showed up at seven. "Come on up to my room you guys you're gonna love what I have to tell you." We were followed by his older brother Sam while we scurried to his room in anticipation.

"Alright you guys listen up. My locker is close to Stacy's and I over heard the conversation she was having with Kim. Tomorrow night the four of them are getting a room at the Grant Hotel for some fun and games. Sam has a friend who works there and he can get us a key card to their room. Stacy's older sister made some rude remarks when he asked her out on a date so he's agreed to help us out because he wants to get even." He said, pointing to his older brother. "It's the perfect place for us to take care of those snotty bitches." "I don't know about this you guys. They have those incriminating pictures of me and they'll see our faces." I worriedly replied while shaking my head. "No they won't Ray. We'll wear ski masks to hide our faces and delete those fucking pictures when we're through working them over. It's a fool proof plan Ray. You get revenge and those bitches get what's coming to them." He explained. "He's right Ray. With Sam's help it's bound to succeed." Stanley added. With the four of them in agreement I could only say yes. But I felt very uneasy.

When the time came to put our plan into motion I still had a bad feeling in my stomach. I couldn't explain why I felt something was going to go wrong I just did. And I couldn't shake it. The five of us were huddled outside their door with the key card inserted in the lock. The other four guys were briskly rubbing their hands in anticipation while I was sweating like a pig. I wanted to high tail it out of there more then anything in the world and forget the whole thing but I couldn't let the guys down and I really didn't want to look like a pussy in their eyes. So I held my ground and prayed everything would turn out for the best. After pulling the ski masks over our faces Bruce nodded for Sam to open the door. I took a deep breath when he grabbed the door knob and readied myself for action. Sam gave the door a mighty shove and the five of us instantly rushed to our complete annihilation with our eyes wide open. General Custer stood a better chance of surviving his massacre then we did against the beautiful cheerleaders in that room.

Ashley Parker

I thought five guys screaming their heads off as they rushed into the room would startle the girls and frighten them out of their mind. But they reacted like battle tested commandos who didn't know the meaning of fear. Ashley easily side stepped my bull rush and shoved me face first against the wall. "SLAM!" While I was disoriented she ripped the mask off of my head and spun me around. "Hello there wimp. Back for another beating I see." She said with a grin. Before I could wipe the smile off of her face she crushed my jaw with a devastating right cross. "SMACK!" I stumbled down the wall with her coming after me. When I finally got myself under control my arm was suddenly stretched out and I was sailing over Ashley's shoulder. "SLAM!" There was excruciating pain in my back when I hit the floor like a ton of bricks. Ashley used my head as a soccer ball while I helplessly laid there in a stupor. "WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!"

Kim Graves

Tim didn't fare any better then I did. "WHAM!" Kim buried her bare foot in his mid section to halt his attack and slipped his mask off while he was fighting to catch his breath. Then she slugged him over the left eye with a hard right and dropped him like a wet sack. "SMACK!" "PLOP!" While he was vulnerable she wrenched his right arm up his back in a hammer lock and dragged him to his feet. Then she repeatedly rammed him face first into the wall until he was barely conscious. "SLAM!..SLAM!..SLAM!..SLAM!" Now that she had him under control she gripped his shirt to hold his sagging body up and chastised the delirious young man. "You really fucked up by barging in here you little pussy. I'm going to beat you like a dog and turn you into my bitch. Doesn't that sound like fun?" "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Poor Tim was out on his feet but Kim continued to beat him with a smile on her lovely face.

Stacy Gordon

Stacy and Tiffany were out on the balcony so Stanley, Bruce and Sam charged through the sliding glass doors like a herd of angry elephants. The girls had heard the commotion going on in the room and were ready for action. Bruce and Sam went after Stacy while Stanley tried to corral Tiffany. Their luck wasn't any better then ours. "SMMMACK!" Stacy put Bruce down for the count before he could throw a single punch. Sam was so surprised to see his brother go down he stood there in a trance and left himself wide open. Stacy took full advantage of his inactivity to mangle his stomach muscles. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" While he stood there with buckled knees clutching his ruined stomach, Stacy removed his mask and blasted his chin with a savage uppercut. "CRRRACK!" Sam folded up like a card board box and collapsed at her feet sound asleep. Stacy took Bruce's mask off and proudly stood over them while she watched Tiffany deal with Stanley.

Tiffany Watts

When Stanley was in range, Tiffany slammed her right foot into his throat with a vicious side kick. "WHAM!" He immediately stopped dead in his tracks with his eyes bugged out and his face turning green. Tiffany casually slipped off his mask and brutally cut him to pieces. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" He never stood a chance against the auburn haired wildcat. In a short time Stanley was weaving on noodle like legs and ready to go down. Tiffany tilted his chin to the angle she wanted and dropped him with a sledge hammer uppercut. "CRRRACK!" Stanley keeled over backwards and lie spreadeagled on the balcony out cold. "Who the hell are these guys?" Stacy asked with a puzzled look. "I think this ones in my Chemistry class but I don't remember his name." Tiffany answered while nudging Stanley with her foot. "Now that you mention it I've seen this asshole around school too." Stacy said pointing at Bruce. "What the hell are they doing here?" "Beats me. Let's check with Ash and Kim. Maybe they know what's going on." Tiffany said as they slipped through the glass doors.

Ashley was toying with me when they entered the room. I was stumbling around on wobbly legs and no longer a threat to attack but the beautiful blond didn't care. I deserved a savage beating for disturbing their party and she was more then willing to give me one. As soon as Stacy and Tiffany saw my battered, black and blue face they realized why we were there. "Thata a girl Ashley kick his fucking ass." Tiffany said with a smile. "Give it to him good Ash. He should have known better then to pull a stunt like this." Stacy added. I never heard a word because I was sleeping on my feet. Ashley decided to end my torture for the moment and join her friends. "WHAP!" Her gorgeous leg snapped up like a kicking stallion and her bare foot slammed into my face. I was out cold when I hit the floor like a sack of potatoes and tumbled out of control. "I warned you not to fuck with me." She scolded with her arms folded over her perky breasts.

Kim was also having fun playing with Tim. The poor boy was so out classed by the beautiful blonds fighting skills he hadn't laid a finger on her. His beaten face was a grotesque looking mess and his entire body was a mass of purple colored bruises. She finally put an end to his misery with a bone shattering kick to his chin that an NFL kicker would have envied. "WHAP!" "PLOP!" Tim hit the floor like he was dead and didn't move. Kim shook her head and joined the others. "Do you believe that dumb ass brought some friends to try and get even with us? I didn't think he had the courage." She asked pointing at me. "He definitely won't have the courage to make another attempt when I get through with him this time." Ashley responded. "We have the whole weekend to pleasure each other you guys. Why don't we teach these spineless wimps a valuable lesson before we send them packing." Stacy asked with a sly grin. "That's a splendid idea. I get extremely aroused while I'm beating a pussy male to a pulp. It will make our love sessions more intense and enjoyable." Tiffany replied while giving Stacy an amorous look. Ashley and Kim agreed as they fell in each others arms.

Stacy and Tiffany gave the two blonds some privacy and returned to their battered victims lying on the balcony. Bruce was just coming around and climbing to his feet when Stacy arrived. "Did you have a pleasant nap weakling?" She asked with a smile. Bruce blinked his unfocused eyes and took a wild swing at the lovely brunettes face. His momentum forced Bruce to stumble past her when she easily dodged his clumsy swing. Stacy sharply drilled him in the kidney with her elbow and then locked her arms around his while they were standing back to back. Bruce tried to overpower the slender female by lifting her feet off of the ground but Stacy was much stronger then he anticipated. She pulled on his arms until his back was awkwardly bent and then kicked up to drive the sole of her right foot into his balls. "WHOP!" "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Bruce screamed like a banshee and pleaded with Stacy to release him. "You started this fight so shut your mouth you little wimp." "WHOP!" She bent him further back and crushed his balls again. Bruce was in so much pain a pitiful whimper was all he could mutter. "The next time you better think twice before you pick a fight with a girl who can whip your ass." She sternly scolded.

Stacy kicking his balls while pinning Bruce against her back.

"WHOP!" Bruce's swelling balls were aching so bad he was about to pass out. He tried to out muscle Stacy again but she easily held him in place and laughed at his feeble effort. "You really are a pussy you know that? My nine year old sister could take you with no trouble at all." "Please Stacy I'm sorry. Don't hurt me anymore. This wasn't my idea." He said with a whimper. "WHOP!" "Don't lie to me you little bastard. I noticed you listening to our conversation by the lockers yesterday morning. It may not have been your idea but you're the one who told them we would be here. So stop your whining and take your medicine like a man. OOPS! I forgot. You're not a man are you wuss?" Bruce tried to stop himself from crying but the shame he felt from being helplessly trapped in the arms of a female while she humiliated him was to unbearable. His chin dropped to his chest in defeat while heavy tears flowed from his sorrowful eyes. "Well what do you know. I've turned my little wuss into a big cry baby." She taunted with a smile. "WHOP!" Stacy viciously bent him back and crushed his balls one last time. Bruce's body went limp and sagged in her hold. Stacy smiled and let his sleeping body fall to the ground. "PLOP!"

"SLAM!" Stanley's body hit the ground for the third time. He felt sorry for himself while he laid at Tiffany's feet and cried. Every inch of his battered frame was in pain and he was afraid to move. He was absolutely positive he could handle Tiffany when she slapped him awake and let him get up. But it didn't take her long to prove she was superior. Now she was throwing him around like a rag doll and he couldn't stop her. "Get up wimp." She commanded. "Please Tiffany I surrender. Just let me go and I'll never bother you again." He begged. "I said get up loser now do as you're told before you piss me off." She threatened. Stanley struggled to his feet and made a break for the door. Tiffany easily caught his stumbling body and laughed. "What's the matter you little sissy don't you wanna play with me anymore?" Stanley tried to shove her away but Tiffany was way to strong. "You're pathetic. Now be a good boy and stand still." She drew back her fist and gave him a severe beating. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Poor Stanley was squalling like a new born baby while she mercilessly beat him senseless.

His swollen eyes were closed and his chin was resting on his chest while Stanley's battered body weaved in it's spot. Tiffany raised his chin and swung her fist with authority. "SMMMACK!" Stanley's nose shattered to pieces and the floor quickly came up to meet his unconscious body. "SLAM!" "Nightie nite you pathetic little wimp. You better learn how to fight if you wanna try and beat me up again. Although I'm positive it wouldn't help you." She said as she placed her foot on his chest. When her eyes met Stacy's an expression of pure lust flushed her beautiful face. In an instant they were in each others arms and fondly groping their lovers fantastic body. "GOD I'M HOT!" Tiffany screamed between breath taking kisses. "I want you too my love. When we get through teaching these punks a lesson I'm going to devour your gorgeous body." Stacy replied while breathing heavily. For the next few minutes they were in erotic Heaven while slumbering male bodies lie at their feet.

Stacy and Tiffany reluctantly separated when they heard a loud scream coming from the room. "Let's go see what Ashley and Kim are doing to their weak little wimps." Tiffany said while taking her hand. The two lovely females had a giggling fit as they rushed inside. They nearly fell in the floor laughing when they entered the room and saw what Kim was doing to her defeated male. She was kneeling down with Tim's beaten body draped over her left leg in a back breaker. She had a firm grip on his chin and was roughly shoving it down while repeatedly driving her elbow into his balls. He was so badly beaten he could only scream in terror while he helplessly laid there and cried. Tim had long ago given up begging because his sobbing pleas were falling on deaf ears. "I don't know why you're making such a fuss. You don't need these useless balls and that puny little dick because you're a pussy." Kim said while savagely dropping her elbow again. "WHAM!" "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Another ear piercing scream filled the room.

Kim elbowing Tim in the balls while holding him in a back breaker.

"WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!" Sounds of a female hand striking soft male flesh drew the girls attention to the bed. Ashley was proudly sitting there with my squirming body lying across her lap. My shorts were dangling around my ankles and my bare ass was red hot from the brutal spanking she was giving me. There was a puddle of tears saturating the carpet below me and I was repeatedly begging Ashley to stop. But she ignored my request and continued to viciously spank my ass. "I told you what would happen if we ever met again. But you hard headed males never pay attention when a female is speaking. So you only have yourself to blame for the punishment I'm dealing out." She sternly scolded while her unstoppable arm fell again and again. "WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!" I wailed like a child with a broken heart while she beat my ass raw. When Ashley was satisfied she dumped me in the floor at her feet. While I laid there crying she knelt down over my head and planted her ass in my face. "Go to sleep loser I'm tired of listening to you cry." Unfortunately I had to obey the dominate blond haired warrior because I didn't have the strength or the courage to resist. Two minutes later I was sleeping like a baby under her perfectly shaped ass.

Ashley face sitting me to sleep with her beautiful ass.

Tiffany and Stacy decided to have some fun with their useless wimps. The three of them didn't put up a struggle when they woke them up and marched them inside. The fight had been completely beaten out of the docile males by the beautiful female gladiators. Stacy threw her two victims in the floor and laid down between them. The thought of offering any resistance didn't enter their brain washed minds when she wrapped her sleek legs around Sam's neck and put Bruce in a choke hold. She laughed at their scrunched up faces and pitiful whimpering while she periodically squeezed them close to unconsciousness before letting them breathe. Tears were falling from the defeated males swollen eyes like fast moving rivers while they meekly lie there in her unbreakable holds. Stacy was enjoying the incredible feeling of power flowing through her well curved body. Having two males completely at her mercy was an addictive high. She got so excited over the rush it was giving her she neglected to loosen her grip at the appropriate time. The poor males faces turned blue and they passed out cold. She finally relaxed her limbs and laid there with a contented sigh while they peacefully slept in her holds.

Stacy humiliating two males while she has them pinned down.

Tiffany threw Stanley down on his ass against the wall. "Sit there and keep your mouth shut. If you give me any trouble I'll beat you half to death. Understand wimp?" She asked in a stern voice. "Yes.. T.Tiffany." Stanley passively replied. "Good boy. I love it when a male knows his place. Now sit still and don't move a muscle." Stanley's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates when Tiffany braced her hands against the wall above him and shoved her pussy in his face. He was scared out of his mind she was going to suffocate him to death but his fear of her hard hitting fists was much stronger. He obediently sat there without flinching and prayed the auburn haired beauty would spare his miserable life. Tiffany was smiling from ear to ear while she vigorously ground her muff against her playthings swollen face. She decided on a whim to degrade the little wimp like this. It was the perfect way to humiliate him and prove which sex was superior. She certainly wasn't doing it for pleasure. Only Stacy had the privilege of pleasing her in that respect. Stanley eventually lost his senses and drifted off to sleep. He was relieved when he came to and realized he wasn't dead.

Tiffany pinning Stanley against the wall with her pussy.

Around midnight the dominate females dragged us submissive males down the hallway to the elevator. We stumbled along beside them like meek little lambs with no will of our own. Ashley opened the elevator door and firmly held my naked body in front of her. "Thanks for coming wimps but I'm afraid it's time for you to go. We had a great time so maybe we'll get together and do this again. Would you like that sissy?" She asked, smiling at my ashen colored face. "I didn't think so. "The next time you may not get out alive so I better not see your ugly face again. Is that clear loser?" She asked with a hateful look. "Yes.. Ashley." I whined like a bitch. "Good boy. Now I'm going to give you something to remember me by." I nearly fainted when she drew back her fist. "SMMMACK!" I was sound asleep when I landed in the elevator so I didn't feel a thing when my friends unconscious bodies fell on top of me. Ashley pushed the down button and the beautiful cheerleaders casually strolled back to their room.

The Hotel Manager raised a huge stink when the elevator reached the main lobby with five naked males huddled on the floor. We concocted a lame story about being jumped and beaten to a pulp by a street gang who was lounging in the hallway on the third floor. They didn't buy it and neither did the police but we stuck to our story and wouldn't budge. The cops didn't have anything to hold us on except indecent exposure so they eventually let us go. The five of us went our separate ways and we haven't spoken a word to each other since. That fatal night changed our lives forever and we'll never forget it. The terrible pain and humiliation we suffered at the hands of the beautiful varsity cheerleaders will forever be etched in our minds.

A few days later I received an envelope in the mail with a picture and a note inside. I nearly had a nervous break down when I opened it. The note was simple and to the point. "I'm watching you sissy boy." And the picture makes me tremble everytime I look at it. The beautiful cheerleaders are staring at me with hateful eyes while flexing their female muscles. Fear is my constant companion and it will be for a very long time. Hopefully I can make it through my Senior year without being cornered by Ashley Parker. But I wouldn't bet my life on it. Actually, that's exactly what I am doing and it scares me to death.