"Tell me about your partying days in high school?" Jared asked Steph.
Stephanie and Jared had been dating, fucking, and getting to know one another for a few months now. He came from a very rich family, was very hot, had a good dick, ate pussy, and Steph was doing her best to not show Jared how much she really liked him or had fallen for him lately.
"Really? Why?" Steph asked.
"Well, it was Sarah. She was a bit drunk the other night while you were singing karaoke. She let it slip you had done a lot of partying, singing naked karaoke, and other stuff while at cheer camp in high school." Jared laughed.
It was true. Sarah and Steph were the same age, did gymnastics, cheer, sports, best friends forever, and did most everything together. Sarah, however, was not good at holding it together when drunk.
"She said you two and your cheer teams had worked at camps and had more fun then you could really say. Or are you too shy?" Jared teased and tickled Steph.
"Well. My only concern is you might get jealous, angry, or surprised at how slutty I was back then." Steph teased back.
Jared laughed and dared Steph to make him jealous.
"Okay. Dare taken. Well back then. When Sarah and I were seniors. I was captain of the cheer team." Steph explained as she got up from the couch, undressed, and dug through her closet. Box after box of clothes were strewn about until she pulled on a red, white, and gold cheer outfit.
Steph walked to the bathroom while still talking and put on makeup, did her hair, pulled on short socks, and white shoes.
I was cheer captain. In charge of 60 girls over three teams. Sarah was my assistant captain to keep all the girls in line. Not that I needed her. I ruled with an iron fist. What I said was the law, the rule, and you would comply. They had seen me run girls in drills or laps in the heat until they passed out.
Or worse.
One girl had an attitude. She recently moved here and did not know how vicious I could be. Two girls befriended her, two boys fell in fake love with her, and in time. I owned her. I had naked pictures, naked videos, sex videos, gangbangs recorded, and she fell in line as my personal slave. But that is another story.
In between my junior and senior year. Sarah and I worked at a cheer camp. In the hot Texas heat we were trainers, mentors, and chaperones for 20,000 girls at a local university. All the dorms were emptied of normal students during the summer. 100 adults ran the school cheer camp. Cheer squads from all over the country and a few from different countries signed up, showed up, and pledged to work hard.
Sarah and I were in charge of a dorm for girls. 1,000 in total. Most teams were there for 6 weeks. There were schedules for everything. Until 8 pm. Then it was required that they be locked inside the dorms, lights out by 10 pm, and no exceptions.
We had the dorm separated by a few extra science buildings. It was about 200 yards separated from the next dorm and near the edge of the university. The furthest from the houses, businesses, and what not. That little setback made us feel like we were in our own little world.
This year was also the first year we had both mascots and boys allowed at camp. Their dorms were on the opposite side of the university. More than a mile separated us from them. Not that they were the only boys on campus. Many of the adults were trainers, exercise science majors, doctors, and such. They could be swayed. But teenagers would be easier.
One girl. Brit. Another captain from another team was in my dorm. She was hot shit. She could do anything she put her mind to. She had the body, the big tits, the money, and the attitude. So, I convinced her to sneak a male mascot out of his dorm, bring him here, and we would entertain him.
"Okay. That's easy." Brit advised.
"But not from your own school. No phones. No catfishing. In person." Steph told her as she saw Brit pick up her cell phone to text.
"We get caught out at night. We get kicked out." Brit responded back.
"Dress like a college student." Steph responded with attitude.
It was nearly 8pm. But Brit returned with a bit of a nerd. He was wearing the Bulldog shirt for his team. Who knew what school or state he was from? He was tall, skinny, and fit. Runners body or swimmer? Who knew.
"I'm not supposed to be here. You said a quick word?" Nathan the mascot advised nervously.
"We are just so thankful for the mascots to be included. We are also very bored. We hoped, and I hoped I could get some entertainment." Brit begged as she bit her lip sexily and wiggled her hips.
"Actually. I bet Brit here. That she couldn't get the cutest mascot here for her to do a lap dance on. She will get completely naked and grind on you. If you are willing to help us out?" Steph asked.
Brit's eyes shot back at Steph with anger.
"Uh. No really. That's crazy. I couldn't." Nathan stated as other girls pulled him inside the dorm.
It was just in time too because 4 chaperones were seen walking up the stairs. They pushed Nathan inside a broom closet and covered him with cleaning supplies. "Stay quiet or we get expelled!" they stated before shutting the doors.
The 4 chaperones spent nearly an hour searching the dorm from top to bottom. Standard chaperone actions before they lock the doors.
Once a lookout yelled "Clear". Nathan was dug out from the cleaning supplies and dusted off.
"I should really be getting back." Nathan stuttered.
"No. Just a few songs? A few dances. Please?" Steph asked as she ran her finger down Nathans chest.
Nathan was scared, shaking, and looking around at the giant group of cheerleaders. They were all smiling, begging, and pleading softly.
"Okay. But don't get me in trouble." Nathan advised.
They went up three floors of the dorm and set up a chair in the main dinning hall. 90% of the dorm girls were there to watch or "help." Brit was pissed. She had been tricked, forced, or bet she couldn't do this. Now she was stuck. She had no choice but to perform.
Brit had dressed in her cheer outfit, her hair pulled up, and she had pom poms. Nathan was seated in a chair, in the center of the room, and music was played on the JBL blue tooth speakers every girls seemed to have. The music echoed and played.
