“You know why I’m here… If you want to truly be one of us, you’ve got to know who is in charge.”
The team leader had planned to pay a visit to this rookie cheerleader’s apartment for some time. Now that she had her all to herself, she was going to take her time playing with her prey. The newcomer was certainly talented during rehearsals, though to truly test her, there was only one way to be sure that she’d be the right pick for the team.
“Complete control of your body is of uttermost importance in our world. I’m going to test your control out for myself. No matter what I do, you are going to remain perfectly still. Fail, and I’ll know you aren’t cut out for it.”
The first ten minutes weren’t so bad, with the team leader kissing her and fondling her; she knew to expect this, having been told that she often preyed on the newer members in the most obscene of ways. It was when her pussy became the target that she began to struggle to keep her legs and body from moving involuntarily. As if sensing the difficulty, the older, much more experienced girl bound the girl’s wrists together and slid a blindfold over her.
“Don’t you dare move or say a word.”
The next 45 minutes was a tormenting exercise in self-control as the girl’s body was slowly teased by such cruel, calculating fingertips before her pussy was cruelly tantalised by such faint, delicate strokes of a devious tongue. It took all of her effort and willpower not to thrust her hips up, though somehow, even as her whole body burned with need, she maintained her composure.
Only during the last 5 minutes of the seemingly never-ending hour did her pussy get much more direct attention. The feeling of those lips pressing around her clitoris, feeling it being sucked and rolled around under that expert tongue, nearly made her cry out, though she managed to only let out a gasp of pleasure. While her heavy breathing and occasional high-pitched moan from the back of her throat worried her, she could barely think of the fact that failure may mean being kicked out of the cheerleading team. All that was on her mind was the hungry mouth enveloping her dripping-wet sex. The fact that it did not stop, however, made her feel in the back of her mind that the little sounds being made were not an issue. It was when the heat of orgasm reared its head, though, that she gave in.
She had been so quiet, though as that red-hot climax burned through her, a gasp of unconstrained ecstasy escaped her lips. She came hard just as the woman stopped. Her orgasm seemed held in limbo, needing that mouth to return as her body convulsed, though she was left without any more contact. She wanted to scream out for her to not stop – but stopped short of doing it. The team leader simply watched as the girl was overcome by the contrasting agony of climax and unfulfilled pleasure. Once the ruined orgasm receded, the girl breathed heavily and remained still and silent, curious as to what the verdict would be.
“Well done, you controlled yourself well and didn’t say a word even when I ruined your orgasm. Welcome to the team.”
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