A Taste of Cheerleader Discipline

Dick Hardown was the dean of Roughton University. His job wasn't easy, but it was quite rewarding. Yes, the salary and benefits were very nice. However, the best thing about being a dean was the students. The female students. And the hottest female students were cheerleaders.

The school's football team was truly terrible. However, there wasn't a single college in the country that had cuter cheerleaders than the ones that attended Roughton University.

The school mascot was the beaver while the school's colors were black and violet. The cheerleaders' tops and bows were black while their miniskirts and bloomers were violet.

The cheerleaders were on the field getting ready for the game against tonight's opponent, the Washington Warhawks. Mr. Hardown had the perfect view of the football field from his office.

Mr. Hardown pulled the blinds aside and peeked out of his office window as he stared out at the football field. The cheerleaders were stretching on the field, and it was a glorious sight to see.

At that precise moment, one of the cheerleaders dropped her pom poms. She bent down to pick them up. Her miniskirt crawled up her legs, allowing Mr. Hardown to have a clear view of her large round ass. Her cheeks were hanging out, and the outline of her pussy lips could be seen through her thin violet bloomers.

Mr. Hardown unbuckled his belt, pulled out his cock, and began to masturbate.

Eventually, he achieved orgasm, and he ejaculated all over the window. He grabbed a blank piece of paper, wiped the cum off of the window, and tossed the paper into a nearby garbage bin.

Suddenly, he heard a loud rapping noise on his office door. Mr. Hardown buckled his belt, zipped up his pants, and grabbed a stack of papers. He pretended that he was working on paperwork.

“Come in!” he yelled.

The door opened, and Ms. Pusskins walked in. A blonde cheerleader followed her into the office. Mr. Hardown instantly recognized her. Courtney Assmon. Courtney was his favorite student. She had the perfect body, and she always wore the perfect clothes to show off that sexy body of hers.

Ms. Pusskins placed a beaker onto Mr. Hardown's desk. The beaker contained a white foamy liquid. Mr. Hardown stared at it, wondering what the strange liquid was.

“What is it?” he asked her.

“I'll show you,” she said.

Ms. Pusskins tossed a pair of black socks onto the table. She poured a small amount of liquid onto the socks. Within seconds, holes began to appear, and the material vaporized into thin air.

“I overheard Courtney telling someone that she was going to have somebody use this at tonight's game,” she said. “Plant this all over the visiting cheerleaders' bench. Once it came into contact with the other cheerleaders' undergarments, it would...”

“I think I got the picture,” he interrupted.

“Well, I find it appalling! And I demand that you address this immediately!” she ordered.

“And I shall address it,” Mr. Hardown replied. “You may go now, Ms. Pusskins. I would like to have a private conversation with Courtney regarding her role in this.”

Ms. Pusskins nodded and headed for the door. However, she decided to add another comment.

“This girl needs some discipline in her life, Mr. Hardown,” Ms. Pusskins said. “I sincerely hope that you can provide her with some.”

“I will, Ms. Pusskins,” Mr. Hardown stated. “I will.”

Once Ms. Pusskins had departed from his office, Mr. Hardown ordered Courtney to sit down.

As Courtney sat down, her skirt crawled up her legs. Mr. Hardown did everything in his power not to look up her skirt. Even a brief glimpse of her crotch would cause his libido to go wild.

“Courtney, you do realize how serious this is, don't you?” Mr. Hardown said.

“Serious? But it was just a joke, Mr. Hardown,” she answered.

“Planning to use a chemical that exposes other cheerleaders' body parts is a very serious offense, Courtney,” he said. “An offense that could severely damage this university's reputation.”

“Well, you won't let us cheer unless we're wearing those tight uncomfortable bloomers,” she argued. “Why do you think we have so many guys in attendance for all of our games? Because they want to watch a 4-8 football team? Please. The team fucking sucks every year. They only come for the show, and that show is us.”

“So you decided to make other cheerleaders show their stuff and pay the price for an offense that they did not commit?” he asked. “Give those horny men a show while evading the consequences?”

“You make it sound like a bad thing,” she replied. “Cheerleading is all about pride and spirit. And every cheerleader should be able to show off her body. Otherwise, what's the point?”

“Courtney, you know that I cannot allow this to occur,” he said. “Something like this cannot happen in a public setting on school grounds. I'm afraid that I have no choice.”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“I'm going to have to remove you from the squad,” he told her. “Permanently.”

“No!!!” Courtney shrieked. “No, Mr. Hardown! Please! No, please! Just give me one more chance! I need to be on the squad! Please! I'm begging you, Mr. Hardown! Please!”

“As the dean of this university, I cannot allow something like this to go unnoticed and unpunished,” Mr. Hardown stated. “You know that. So now I must...”

“Please, Mr. Hardown!” she screamed. “There must be something that I can do to stay on this squad! I'll do anything! Anything! You name it! Just don't remove me from the squad! Please!”

Mr. Hardown prepared to dismiss Courtney again. However, her willingness to do anything caused him to develop a crazy idea. Before he could think it through, he opened his mouth and spoke.

“I'll tell you what,” he said. “I'll give you a test. If you pass, I'll let you back on the squad. If not, you're out, and any chance of representing this university as a cheerleader will be gone.”

“Okay, what do I have to do?” Courtney asked.

“Now I must warn you,” he said. “What I am about to do to you is very unorthodox and very unprofessional. However, I am doing this for your own good. Are you sure you're ready for this?”

“Yes!” she said. “I love being a cheerleader, and I will do whatever it takes to keep being one!”

“Good,” he said. “Now get up and turn around.”

“What?” she asked.

“Courtney, this is apart of your test,” he said. “Now follow my instructions without complaint.”

Courtney got up and turned around. Mr. Hardown picked up a ruler and walked over to her.

“It is evident that you lack discipline in your life,” he said. “So I am going to give you some discipline. I am going to assert my authority over you. And I am going to teach you how to behave.”

At that moment, he flipped Courtney's skirt up. He stared at her large round ass, which was barely covered by a pair of thin violet cheer panties.

“Bend over!” he ordered. “Now!” Courtney immediately complied.

“Mr. Hardown, can you please tell me what you're going to do to me?” she asked.

“Courtney, you have a been a very naughty girl,” he said. “And for that, I must punish you.”

Suddenly, Mr. Hardown grabbed her panties and ripped them right off of her. The loud RIPPING sound caused Courtney to shriek, but she did not move or turn her head around. Mr. Hardown lifted the panties up to his face and licked the moist crotch before he tossed them aside.

Mr. Hardown raised his ruler and whacked Courtney's ass several times. She yelled as he repeatedly smacked her cheeks with his twelve-inch ruler. Eventually, her ass was covered in red bruise marks. Mr. Hardown leaned down and kissed each of her bruises, licking her ass as he did so.

“Now I'm going to perform an internal search to make sure you're not hiding anything from me!” he said. “Dirty little cheerleaders always have something to hide. So let's see what you've got!”

He dropped the ruler, took his right hand, rammed three of his fingers into Courtney's pussy, and began to finger-fuck her. She moaned loudly as her pussy became moist and ready.

Mr. Hardown added a fourth finger to her pussy and picked up the pace. Courtney screamed. It was the best “internal search” that any man had ever given her.

Mr. Hardown plunged his fingers in deeper as he searched for something. Eventually, he found it. Her G-spot. Courtney shrieked, unable to suppress how much she was enjoying this punishment.

Finally, Mr. Hardown yanked his fingers out of her, and she came. It turned out that Courtney was a squirter. Her cum gushed out of her pussy as she came on his hands, the office rug, and the floor.

Courtney fell to the floor, panting heavily, as she tried to recover from her intense orgasm.

“Now it's time for your oral exam,” Mr. Hardown said. “I'll even provide a demonstration.”

Mr. Hardown picked Courtney up and tossed her onto his desk. Several items fell onto the floor as she landed there. He leaned forward, pulled Courtney's legs back, and began to suck on her pussy. Courtney moaned as he ate her out. His tongue tickled her clitoris as he made out with her pussy lips.

Courtney's screams continued to grow louder as she came once again. Mr. Hardown devoured the juices that came out of her pussy, savoring every drop that his tongue could collect.

A few moments later, Mr. Hardown got up and walked over to the other side of the desk.

“The top,” he said. “Lose it. Now. Your test cannot be completed unless the entire body is available for testing.”

Courtney smiled. She attempted to remove her top, but she was unable to get it off of her head. Mr. Hardown sighed. He grabbed the top and yanked it up and over her head.