Prudence’s Punishment (Delinquent Cheerleader Confessions)

By Christie St Claire

The Cheerleaders of Fenton University have been bad and now they are being made to confess everything. One by one, the cheerleaders describe in their own words what they have been getting up to and with whom. Read all about each cheerleader’s dirty little sex secrets. Who they are doing and how they are getting done. Where they are going and what they have done to whom.

The confessions should be keeping the delinquent cheerleaders in check, except the coach has disappeared and no one is keeping track.

Warning: Delinquent Cheerleader Confessions contains explicit bitching about other cheerleaders and an awful lot of sex. All characters are 18 years old and doing things you shouldn’t do and definitely shouldn’t talk about. All situations are consensual acts of a whole lot of fun that they don’t want other people to know about.

Any resemblance to individuals living or dead is more than a little strange, but really, you shouldn’t take it too seriously. It’s just a story.

In this story, Prudence is anything but discreet. She’s been fucking her way through the football team, but when she plays too close to home with her step-brother, her step-daddy has something to say. Except, he doesn’t draw the line at talking. Prudence’s step-daddy is a man who believes in corporal punishment and has alternative methods of showing Prudence the error of her ways.

Approximate length: 9,500 words.

Extract:

“Don’t you worry,” I told him. “I won’t be botherin’ you.” I started walking towards the door and he grabbed my arm.

“Which is even worse,” he said quietly. “You end up somewhere, God knows where doing God knows what causing your mama all different kinds of worry and I’ll be the one who ends up having to pick up the pieces.”

“Well fuck you,” I said.

“Now this is exactly what I’m talking about,” he said. The look on his face was angry. “You don’t listen to a damn word I’ve been saying. You ain’t listening to anything anybody is trying to say to you. If it weren’t for your mother, I’d have beaten two tons of shit outta you.”

“No,” I said, looking him in the eye. “You ain’t done nothing because you’re a pussy.”

I started to move towards the door thinking he would let go of my arm and instead he turned me around, sat down on the bed and pulled me over his lap. Now I was still naked and the cigarette was still in my hand. Before I’ve even had time to realize what had happened, his hand came crashing down on my ass with a God Almighty smack. The force of it pushed me forward with shock and I almost dropped my cigarette.

He had his feet braced against the floor and one arm across my lower back holding me in a tight grip. His hand rained down smack after smack across my ass cheeks. The rising heat across my cheeks felt like waves of pleasurable stings. I heard myself yelp as he continued his onslaught with slaps following quickly, one after the other. His hand moved from one cheek to next spreading the ache across my ass and making me feel increasingly tender. I squirmed under his grip which only seemed to make him hold me tighter and spank me harder.
He stopped and his grip loosened slightly. The cigarette had gone out and I had dropped it to the floor. My hands were pressing against the carpet, steadying me against his assault on my ass.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christie St Claire
• Release date: Aug 7, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310019913

Christie St Claire

Christie St Claire isn’t her real name and these are more than just stories. You could say she uses the name Christie St Claire to protect the innocent, which isn’t to say she is innocent, quite the reverse. There has been a scandal at Fenton University that involved the Cheerleader Squad and a good portion of the Board of Trustees. Christie St Claire is doing everything she can and a lot of things she shouldn’t to find out what happened. You shouldn’t really read Christie St Claire’s stories. She is using them to expose the sordid sexual lives of the Fenton University Cheerleader Squad. The stories are personal accounts from cheerleaders about their dirty little lives. If a character is too familiar, then you might just know them. What you won’t know is what they do in secret, and that’s what Christie St Claire will show you.

Book preview

Foreword

Christie St Claire isn’t my real name and these are more than just stories of Fenton University. You might have heard of the place, you might not. A little while ago, a scandal ripped through the school. I use ripped in the loosest sense of the word because whatever happened involved the Cheerleader Squad and a good portion of the Board of Trustees. Except the Board of Trustees obviously have a lot of influence, because before the scandal even got started it disappeared. The loophole in all the secrecy and conspiracy were the cheerleaders. It is a loophole I have exploited.

What you are about to read is one of a series of personal accounts written by one of the cheerleaders about their dirty little lives. Having been involved in the scandal, the dozen or so girls on the squad were made to confess their dirty little secrets to a private blog. It turns out that the blog wasn’t so private.

These were confessions written in confidence by cheerleaders with all sorts of interests, all sorts of stories and all sorts of dirty little secrets. You shouldn’t really read these stories. I mean, shouldn’t you respect a poor cheerleader’s privacy?

If you’re still reading, it’s because you have a sordid mind and want to know about the sordid actions of others, so I think we should dispense with any high-minded righteous ideals. Taken by itself this story gives you an insight into the sexual secrets of a cheerleader. She might sound familiar. It might be someone you know. What you won’t know is what they do in secret, which is exactly what I will show you. Taken as a group of stories, they show you the sordid corruption of the squad and provide clues about the scandal that the Trustees have worked so hard to hide.

And why you might ask do I want to show you? Well, you could say I am looking to uncover what happened. Reveal the scandal to the world. Or maybe I’m a disgruntled cheerleader, a cheerleader who didn’t make the squad or one who was denied the position of captain. Maybe I am looking for payback against a group of the most depraved and promiscuous students in the school. Or maybe I am just horny. I might be some of those things or none of them, but when it comes down to it, who I am is irrelevant. What you have ahead of you is important.

These are the confessions of the delinquent cheerleaders of Fenton University, without doubt, the most corrupt and perverted group of girls in the entire school.

Disclaimer

Delinquent Cheerleader Confessions contain explicit bitching about other cheerleaders and an awful lot of sex. All characters are 18 years old and doing things you shouldn’t do and definitely shouldn’t talk about. All situations are consensual acts of a whole lot of fun that they don’t want other people to know about.

Any resemblance to individuals living or dead is more than a little strange, but really, you shouldn’t take it too seriously. It’s just a story.

Prudence’s Punishment by Christie St Claire

I ain’t gonna mess around coach, you know me, I like to fuck. You gave me that little pep talk, well I suppose it was more like a dressing down about fucking my