The week didn't get much better for the three leaders of the West Valley Academy cheerleading team. Yesterday, Susan, Brittany and Kylie had spent the better part of the morning tied to a wooden cross in the school's front courtyard. Susan had been mounted to a wooden horse that painfully dug into her pussy while the other girls had been suspended by their breasts alongside her.
It was another unseasonably warm January day, which all three girls were thankful for as they were once again marched through the atrium and outside. They were all naked again, their wrists handcuffed behind their backs. Large red ball gags were shoved into their mouths and buckled behind their heads, silencing any thoughts of complaint.
Kylie was already sobbing heavily. She had mostly been spared the tortures heaped upon cheerleading captain Susan Mitchell this year. Brittany had been abused to a lesser extent than Susan and Kylie knew Brittany had brought a lot of that on herself by trying to help Susan. Kylie, however, was not happy about being brought into whatever Susan had gotten herself into. While they had been close friends, she had distanced herself from Susan to try to avoid exactly the situation she had found herself in yesterday and today.
Susan and Brittany were more composed. For Susan, this was just another day. For Brittany, her guilt over not helping her friend more allowed her to accept whatever the sadistic headmaster Stephen Krutz had in mind for them.
Krutz stopped under the overhang that protected the front walk of the school. The girls saw metal chains hanging from the overhang and looked at each other, knowing they would soon be attached to those. The headmaster ordered Kylie to lie down on the cold concrete. She sobbed even heavier as she pressed her bare breasts against the frigid pavement. Krutz bound the girl's ankles tightly together with rope. He pulled the rope up and wrapped it around the girl's bound wrists, pulling her into a tight hogtie.