Cheerleader In Trouble

By Jordan Church

Addison is a cheerleader at her college and is concerned one of her fellow cheerleaders is in trouble being sexually dominated by a male assistant to the team. Addison tells the coach, an older lady, who does not seem to take the concern seriously but who knows more about it than she lets on.

Addison decides she must do something to help. She must prove what the dominant male is doing to her friend. But will her efforts save her friend or only prove Addison is like her friend and that she, too, would like to be dominated, spanked, humiliated, used, abused, and made to orgasm repeatedly?

If (when) Addison is caught sneaking around trying to help who will really be in the most trouble, her beautiful friend or sexy Addison?

Will she like having a Master and a Mistress or will she rebel?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jordan Church
• Release date: Oct 28, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463320273

Jordan Church

I write erotica. Sharing the inner thoughts and emotions of characters is the ultimate voyeurism.I am a big believer in plot and character development.I want the characters to be as real as possible. Character motivations drive the events and sexual activities.Sex scenes are detailed and graphic. I want to always give a perfect picture of exactly what is happening and why and how and how the characters feel physically and emotionally.I have two degrees and am dedicated to providing the highest quality erotica.Much appreciation for any and all feedback ([e-mail]) and customer reviews.If you’re curious about my chosen name, I can tell you how it came about. I was once an inanimate small Russian Orthodox church in Serafimovich in Volgograd Oblast. I was brought to life during a 3:00AM “witching hour” satanic rite conducted by a small cult that had never done much before and not much since. I am it’s lone claim to fame.Although I promptly refused the cultist’s demands that I storm through the town leaving a path of destruction (which seemed to surprise and upset them) I knew I would not be welcome in the world of mankind. Who wants a big (even a small church is big) moving church wondering around asking questions and raising even more questions?I left for the broad open plains in the surrounding areas. I usually stayed still during the day and wondered about at night assuaging my curiosities so as to cause the least alarm among the residents. The cultists did pursue me with great insistence and continued demands for me to be violent. They claimed I owed to to them for utilizing the souls of deceased Nazis from nearby Stalingrad in order to bring me to life.Despite the politeness of my refusals they eventually, the fourth night, took to throwing Molotov cocktails at me. Ever been set on fire? I’ll share this with you: not fun. I do not recommend it. Having newly mobile drain spouts and gutters and ready access to streams saved my hide. My shingles, too.This went on night after night and, let me tell you, it got old quick. Then... things got worse. The Angels showed up. The avenging kind. Revenge for what? Well, as they claim, I guess I am some kind of “abomination before God”. I really don’t get that “before God” part. Is it OK to be an abomination behind him?So, unlike the Molotov cocktail throwing cultists, these Avenging Angels utilized lightning bolts. But, just like flaming Molotov cocktails, those lightning bolts get old quick. Real quick.So, how am I still here to tell you about all this and how can I even type it? I will tell you.I’m really quite a lucky church even within bouts of bad luck. Just two months before the cultists animated me the priest of my church needed to replace the lightning rod on me. A rusty contraption poorly assembled and a hazard to the churchgoing folk.A normal average-sized lightning rod could never have absorbed those Avenging Angel lightning bolts. However, my priest was a proud priest and he wanted me to be taller than that other Orthodox Church on the Western edge of Serafimovich. By doggedly yelling at the congregation seven Sunday’s in a row he raised enough money to have the biggest lightning rod in all of Volgograd Oblast installed on me, thus bringing my height up an additional seventeen feet.So, I mostly absorbed those lightning bolts. Those Avenging Angels were very upset and I did feel bad for them but, hey, what choice, right?Some lightning bolts did get through when shot from near enough and at certain angles. Hurt bad! Note: Pain is one of the biggest drawbacks to being brought to life. I think we can all agree on that.One benefit of Avenging Angel’s lightning is poor aim. By accident this led to a sharp decrease in the population of cultists. The downside of Avenging Angels is that they don’t need to sleep and never give up. Don’t get bored. Don’t lose focus. Just keep coming.I didn’t sleep for like twenty-seven days and the whole time was so painful.Even my giant lightning rod was beginning to melt....The end was coming for me. A big conflagration. Then ashes. Then Hell, right? They weren’t going to destroy me and then take me up to Heaven were they? Elitists, that’s what they are!After twenty-seven days of this unfair lightning bolt abuse I was, by then, in Syria a bit North of the Sea of Galilee. I didn’t know where I was at the time, of course. I plunged into a river to escape or limit the bolts. I was so tired I thought I’d float and just sleep a while even if they were bolting me incessantly. I was that tired!I even thought if I was lucky I wouldn’t even wake up at all....I did fall asleep.I did wake up.I was on the shore on the West side of the river. I... wasn’t a church any more. I was... a Human? Still not completely sure if I am. Or what happened. Or where the Avenging Angels went. Or if they’re coming back after reloading on lightning bolts.Humans need names. Why? People always ask. Like, usually right away. Turned out that the river I plunged into was the Jordan River. And, you know, I used to be a church. So, I tell people to call me Jordan Church.I’m sort of in hiding now, but I’m really not sure if you can hide from Avenging Angels or if I still need to. Cultists would be more of a problem now though. I assume Molotov cocktails feel just terrible on human skin!I write erotica because, as a human, I now have bills to pay. I used to be a building and now I have to pay to live in one! Oh, how I have fallen.I chose erotica because it fascinates me. Hey, I’m only human!

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CHEERLEADER IN TROUBLE

by Jordan Church

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Have you been to Church today?

Proceed and you can answer Yes honestly.

Cheerleader in Trouble

Chapter 1

Don't be difficult, Addison.

Difficult? I'm trying to help here. You see that, right? Addison spread her hands expressively with frustration. She didn't think she was the difficult one. She thought Ms. Harriet Felton was the one being difficult.

Harriet looked at her scornfully, When young ladies don't mind their own business they are being difficult. Don't you have enough to do trying to be the best cheerleader you can be?

"Look, Ms. Felton, let me tell you again. Just listen and think about it. I saw Delbert Gantry touching Mandy. Like, down there. In her personal area. Her most personal area. His hand went down into her shorts."

You know how tight and uncomfortable those cheerleader shorts are. He was probably helping her with a wedgie.

A wedgie? How would she need help with a wedgie? She'd just reach down there and do it herself. Come on, Ms. Felton, that's crazy.

Ms. Felton looked irritated and impatient. She was known for her temper and severity as coach of the cheerleaders. She actually reminded Addison of her own Mom right up until whenever she opened her mouth. But Addison's Mom was always helpful and supportive and understanding. Ms. Harriet Felton had none of those personality traits.

Ms. Felton released a gust of air from her big chest and shook her head, Addison, like you, Mandy is an adult. So is Delbert. They're old enough to get into a bar. So what if they are in a relationship?

There's something wrong with it. Can't you see? Delbert is... well, he's Delbert. You know what he's like. Not too smart, not too nice. Honestly, I don't know why you have him around as an assistant. Everyone else on the team is a woman. He doesn't even do a good job cleaning and he's always creeping around.

Harriet Felton issued a harsh mono-syllabic laugh, Maybe Mandy likes the way he creeps about.

Delbert's almost ugly and Mandy might be the prettiest of all us cheerleaders! It's just a weird match.

Don't do yourself a discredit, Addison. You may be the prettiest of the cheerleaders.

There was a certain look in Ms. Felton's eyes, one that Addison had seen a few times before. A certain... appreciation... that did not seem motherly despite her age.

"He was touching her in the