Chapter 1: Glass Doors
On the otherwise dark and empty street, Jenny Sadow arched her back to work a cramp loose from her back. At five foot four, she enjoyed the extra two inches her high heels added to her height. The one problem she had with them was the ache to her back and legs the heels caused after a long day of practicing her cheerleading routines. But those routines were why she and the rest of her high school's cheerleading team had taken trip to Florida to compete in the National Cheerleading Competition, so what could be done about it? She certainly wasn't going to give up the heels, which went perfectly with the tight black dress she was wearing.
Weighing only one-hundred five pounds, the dress highlighted Jenny's body perfectly. It was sleeveless and came only halfway down her thighs and so revealed both the tan and the slenderness of her limbs, which were lightly curved with the tight muscle cheerleading had given her. The dress also hugged Jenny's body and showed off her small waist perfectly. But while the waistline might be said to have hugged her, the bust-line could be called a death grip. Her breasts, which were more than a generous handful as several of the senior boys back home knew, strained against the front of the little black dress enough to let anyone who saw her know exactly how hard her nipples here. At the moment, they were making two small mounds on the front of the dress. Jenny couldn't help it though, the little dress always made her feel sexy. The lack of a bra and panties certainly helped the matter.
Normally, Jenny wouldn't be out in such a tiny dress without and underwear on, but it was well passed midnight and there were very few people in the streets around the hotel where the cheerleading squad was staying. Curfew for them was suppose to be ten o'clock, so she knew she didn't have to worry about anyone she knew catching her. That was just how she wanted it, since at eighteen years old she was still three years too young for the small bottle of tequila she was carrying a brown paper bag. She had scored the drink from of guy of twenty-two, who had picked it up for her in exchange for a feel of those perky cheerleading breasts she prided herself on.
After the tightness had worked itself out of her back, Jenny continued her walk towards the hotel. As she walked, she had to brush a strand of her shoulder-length brown hair from where it had fallen in front of her deep blue eyes and had tickled the tip of her slight, upturned nose. Jenny brushed the strand back behind one of her delicate, pierced ears and frowned slightly at the offending lock. Her mouth quickly resumed its naturally occurring pout as she neared the hotel.
Even from a little down the block she could see the inside of the hotel was dark, as the establishment was just not successful enough to be able to keep employees on call all night long. The doors remained unlocked, however, so guests could enter and leave as they wished. This was the main reason Jenny had decided to go out to get a late night drink to bring back to the room she had to herself. With everyone asleep, no one would be there to notice her paper bag.
The main entrance to the hotel was a glass revolving door situated in the center of the building's front. Jenny pushed on it and was halfway through when...
"Ouch." The cheerleader banged into the front of the glass door at it stopped moving. She rubbed her head a second and then pushed it again, but still the door didn't budge. Then something moved down by Jenny's feet and she jumped back a bit. Even in the darkness she could make out the features of Sandy Calloway, the cheerleading team's six foot tall, red-headed captain who was called the "Pompom with the Iron Fist", though not in her hearing. As the captain stood up, Jenny could make out a small wooden block in the shape of a wedge sticking out from Sandy's side of the door. With it in there, the door wouldn't budge an inch forward.
"What the fuck are you doing, Sandy?" Angry at this prank, Jenny turned around to push the door the other way. Even before she pushed it, she could see Tanya Randal outside through the glass panel that made up the door. A lackey to Sandy, Tanya could have passed for the captain's sister if she wasn't a foot shorter and blond. A quick glance down brought another of the wooden doorstoppers to Jenny's attention. With the wedges in either side of the revolving door, she wouldn't be able to get out until one of the other cheerleaders removed them. "What the hell? Were you waiting up for me? Damn you!"
Sandy smirked at the trapped girl. "Calm down. We just happened to have heard you leaving. Figured we'd wait to say a special hello to you."
Jenny was starting to panic. Being trapped in a revolving door was not how she wanted to spend the night. Before she could decide what to say, Tanya tapped on the glass. "Hey Jen, what's in the bag?"
'Oh my god!' Jenny thought. If one of the coaches caught her, she'd undoubtedly be suspended. But worse, it would surely cost her the scholarship that was going to put her through college. She wouldn't even be able to pay for college without it!
Hoping for a lucky break, Jenny took the bottle of tequila out of its bag. "Look, just let me out and its yours. Please?"
The redheaded captain smirked at her again. "Well, well. You'd be in a lot of trouble if we left you here to be caught with that, wouldn't you? Maybe we can make a deal though. But first, why don't you tell me about Dave."
Jenny's heart dropped at that name. Dave had been Sandy's boyfriend until Jenny seduced him away from her last month. It wasn't that she had any particular interest in him, it was just that he was hot. Hot guys were there to have sex with, what else? Its not like they were there to become doctors or anything. She didn't think Sandy had been mad about that though. It was common knowledge around school that they were an on-off pair at best. A week after the seduction, Jenny had dumped Dave, having gotten all she wanted from him and wanting to move on to the next guy.
Hoping she wasn't shaking in fear, Jenny tried to steady her breathing and keep her knees from going weak. This was not the position she wanted to be in with an angry Sandy in control. "I'm sorry! Please! Look, its over with me and Dave, honest. He's yours if you want him."
Sandy tossed her head back and forth as if she was thinking about it, but Jenny could see from the falcon-like look in the captain's eyes that it was all just show. When Sandy was angry, bad things happened to people. Repeatedly.
"No. I don't think so, my dear Jenny. I don't want him. All I really feel like at the moment is a bit of revenge for you being a whore. In fact, I think I want that revenge right now. So here's the deal, Tanya and I are going to leave you in there and go wake up the coaches, that way they can find you out passed curfew with your slutty clothes and your illegal alcohol... that is, unless you want to earn my forgiveness."
Jenny nodded vigorously, propelled mostly by fear of losing her scholarship and the immense trouble she would be in if caught. "Yes, yes! Just tell me what you want. The tequila? Money? Please, just let me out!"
Sandy smiled with all the friendliness of a demon. "Good girl, but I don't want that. I think what I really want right now is to watch you masturbate."
"What!" Jenny hoped she hadn't heard the other girl right. There was no way... no way!
Tanya laughed somewhere behind her, but it was Sandy who did the talking. "You heard me. For starters, take off those shoes of yours. Those earrings and necklace you can put in the paper bag with your bottle. Go on."
Jenny couldn't believe this. Her chest was heaving as she fought to breathe, which anyone watching her would have found to be an incredible sight. Could Sandy really want her to masturbate in public? The doors were glass, anyone passing would be able to see her!
"Five seconds, girl." Sandy shouted at her. "If those shoes and that jewelry aren't off by then it'll be the coaches and suspension for you."
With a jump of fright, Jenny quickly slipped off her earrings and necklace. She put them into the bag and bent down to undo the straps to her heels. She had just gotten one shoe off when she realized that bending at the waist meant her tiny dress had ridden up. With no panties on, Tanya was being treated to a clear view of her ass. Blushing in embarrassment, Jenny quickly undid the other shoe and quickly stood up. She used one bare foot to push the shoes next to the paper bag.
Tanya watched the scene with a growing sense of excitement. She assumed Jenny must have got tanning, because there was no sign of any bikini lines on the tight, round flesh. The junior cheerleader had to admit to herself that the trapped girl's ass could inspire two very strong emotions, jealousy and lust. Tanya had always enjoyed the guys too much to mistake herself as being a lesbian, but she was feeling herself getting desperate to reach through the door and give that sweet flesh a squeeze.
Sandy had no such pleasure in Jenny's body. She thought only of her revenge and didn't plan to let her enemy go anywhere until she was broken. With a wicked smile, she started. "That's a good slut. Now I want you to start feeling yourself. Go on!"
Jenny froze. It was only now sinking in just how far Sandy intended to push her. It was frightening. She had never been used this way before.
