When I was in highschool I was a cheerleader for a while. I know other squads at other schools arent like this, but our captain had a.. sort of rewards system. she based almost all her decisions on who would.. well, have sex with her. The girls at the top were loyal to her. They followed her everywhere, did everything she said, and she took one or two of them into the supply closet almost every day.

If you wanted to get on her good side, that's where you would go with her. It was the only way to get her favor. While you were in there, generally she would have you eat her out and that was it. If she didn't like you, she would embarrass you in some way, usually also sexually. Lifting your skirt in front of people, hiding your panties before a game so that half the game you'd be showing your pussy to the fans, even going as far as to have her girls corner you and.. molest you.

If SHE wanted to reward YOU, she would take you into the supply closet again. This only happened to me once. She sat down on a chair and had me strip in front of her. Then, she had me lay down on a stack of mats. She stood next to where I was laying and began fingering me until I was about to orgasm, then she stopped. I don't remember exactly, but I think I remember her licking her fingers. When she did that, I looked up at her like I was begging her to continue. She whispered that she didn't want me to finish yet.

Then she pulled a bag out from behind a bin. She grabbed out what looked like a pair of panties and a dildo (I didn't know that it was called a strapon at the time.) She put the two together, then slipped them on under her skirt. She walked back over to me and kissed me, she held me there for a few minutes. She then turned me on the mat so that my legs were hanging over the edge and my butt was at the edge.

She spread my legs, then she positioned herself between them. She rubbed the tip of her toy up and down my entrance, then pushed in. As she pushed her toy inside me, she leaned down and kissed me again. The first time I wasn't sure, but when she had me there, penetrating me with the toy I couldn't help but pull her closer as she kissed me.

Then she started thrusting. Slowly at first, I wasn't used to something so big inside of me. She pulled her lips away from our continued kiss and pressed them around my nipple, licking and sucking in rhythm with her thrusts. Her thrusts became harder, deeper. It felt so good. As much as I was trying to avoid "getting into" it any further, my body needed more. I clamped my legs around her waist and pressed back into her thrusts, positioning myself so her toy was hitting where ever felt the best.

When I came, I clamped my legs and arms tightly around her. I pulled her head into my chest. She kept thrusting and I managed to build up quickly to a second orgasm, the first time I'd ever done that. I was trembling, moaning loud enough I was sure someone had heard me. She slowly stopped thrusting and went back to kissing me. I could barely move. She slipped her toy off and licked it clean at that point. I remember asking her if she wanted me to eat her or something but she said it was fine. I knew then why some of the girls were so eager to please her.

After that, I couldn't help but blush when I was around her or anyone else I knew had been "rewarded" by her. Of course we never mentioned anything openly, but everyone knew. We never said anything about what she was doing or reported her because we were too embarrassed, afraid, didn't want to give up being a cheerleader, or simply enjoyed the way things were. She was our queen whether we liked it or not, we all knew it, she knew it.

At the time I was confused and embarrassed by it all, I wanted to say something to someone but was too embarrassed. Looking back I sort of miss those days, but I can still only bring myself to talk about it anonymously.