Color Guard Conquests Pt. 04

The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy.

NOTE TO THE READER

This series deals with a particularly strong and slightly unusual fantasy of mine, color guard girls. For those who don't know, the color guard is the group of girls in a marching band or professional drum and bugle corps that spin and toss equipment such as flags, rifles, and sabres, as well as performing dance routines of all kinds. The girls are usually very attractive, talented, tanned, toned, flexible, and enjoy performing for a crowd, usually in form fitting outfits.

Why are color guard girls a fantasy of mine?

Because I was one.

I was in my high school color guard for four years and then after graduation performed with one of the professional touring drum and bugle corps for three seasons.

Color guard girls really get to know each other well during a tour, and some of the ones I performed with are still close friends of mine today. Because I'm bi, it didn't take long for me to develop some very strong color guard fantasies.

So, if you are turned on by what sexy things color guard girls do in my fantasy world then please enjoy this series and my other stories that are tagged with the words "color guard" and "flag girl". If it isn't your thing, that's totally okay. You can always enjoy my many other stories.

-xoxo Daphne

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PART 4 - MOLESTING MISTY

Homecoming was always a big event for Sunny Park Early College. Because the school was so selective, and expensive, everyone went all out for homecoming, embracing most of the cliche trappings one would normally see at any school... but with a lot more.

The fact that Misty Price was on the Homecoming Court was a surprise to no one. She was the princess of the color guard, and in many ways, the entire school. A total daddy's girl, Misty was definitely spoiled and really particular about how she looked, often checking herself with a little pocket mirror she always kept with her.

Despite being the entitled princess, Misty was actually a very sweet girl with lots of friends. Her kindness to others made her popular as well as likable.

Of course, Misty had a great smile, her beautiful straight brunette hair was always gorgeously silky and fell luxuriously about her shoulders. Her breasts were large but perfectly proportioned to her figure, and with a perkiness that matched her personality.

As Misty was the tallest girl in the color guard, her skirt tended to appear just a little bit shorter than everyone else's, which made it easy for her to show off her best feature...

... her legs.

Although Misty had the perfect body, her shapely legs got a LOT of attention from guys at football games who would secretly watch Misty as she stretched her very... VERY... flexible legs before every performance by slowly falling into full splits on the track.

In her color guard skirt, Misty's legs were beautifully toned and unbelievably sexy. Her flexibility was legendary, and the source of many fantasies for guys who dreamed about fucking Misty in a wide variety of positions.

Because the homecoming pageant took place during halftime at the football game, Misty had walked back to the color guard storage room after the pre-game performance to change into her homecoming dress.

Misty had strutted back to the music building with her equipment bag over she shoulder, her short color guard skirt swaying with the long strides from those unbelievable legs of hers. During the football games, this entire area of the campus had always been deserted while everyone was in the stadium, so Misty assumed she was by herself.

As the flag girl princess entered the building, she quickly trotted upstairs to the color guard room where she could change her clothes. Misty had found an amazing royal blue dress for the pageant that she knew would really cause a stir. Her toned, shapely, and amazingly flexible legs were going to look unbelievably hot in the high cut dress.

Misty was looking forward to wearing it during the ceremony in front of the entire student body.

The color guard room was actually more of a loft above the main music rehearsal area, accessible only by a ladder. It was fairly small, almost like an attic, but always well organized. It had to be, because it contained all the color guard poles, silks, rifles, sabres, bags, uniforms, and storage areas for each of the girls. It also gave the girls some privacy while they changed their outfits.

For Misty though, the best features of the room were the large mirrors stretching from floor to ceiling on each of the four walls which allowed all the girls to check their uniforms, fix their hair, and basically preen themselves before a performance.

As Misty put her guard bag down, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. With her hands on her hips, she flashed her perfect smile and turned from side to side, giving cute poses, flirty glances, and goofy faces to herself in the mirror as she got silly with her reflection.

She was adorable.

Wanting to stretch her legs a little before changing into her dress, Misty took hold of the large countertop attached to the wall, raised her right leg, and placed her ankle on the edge of the counter. It was fairly high, and so Misty found herself essentially assuming a standing split. Leaning in to stretch her very flexible leg even further, the color guard princess placed both hands on her ankle and sensually caressed herself all the way up her curvy leg to the bottom of her skirt. Flinging her hair back, the teen rocked her hips back and forth against the counter.

Misty always found that there was something very erotic about having her legs spread wide, whether she was falling into splits, doing heel stretches, or just opening her legs as part of a dance routine, it made her pussy tingle every time.

She often loved doing those leg stretches in the guard room, especially when no one else was around.

Misty brought her right leg down and repeated this performance with her left leg, sighing with what one could almost call erotic pleasure as she caressed herself and pumped her hips against the counter.

Thinking about how hot her legs were going to look wearing that dress, Misty noticed she was starting to get really turned on.

After bringing her left leg back down, Misty locked her eyes on her reflection and began spreading her legs as far apart as she could go without losing her balance, letting gravity do the rest. Falling effortlessly into full center splits, Misty faced directly towards the largest of the wall mirrors.

Resting her hands on her hips, Misty smiled at her reflection, also in full splits and smiling back at her.

Arching her back to push her large tits forward, the flag girl cupped her breasts with both hands through her uniform top and lifted them up. Flinging her hair back, the color guard girl looked around just to be sure that no one else was there. Satisfied that she was alone, Misty began squeezing and massaging her own breasts, closing her eyes and sighing in sensual pleasure.

She wasn't sure if it was the excitement of the homecoming pageant, or knowing how amazingly hot she would look in her new dress, but Misty had never felt so beautiful and horny at the same time.

She knew she needed to do something about that... right now.

Still massaging her breasts with her left hand, Misty's right hand disappeared under her short color guard skirt and moved between her legs. Slipping her fingers into her attached panties, Misty quickly found her pussy entrance. Spreading the lips of her labia, the horny flag girl began making tiny little circular motions on her erect clit with her delicate fingertips.

"Oh..." she whispered as she gently stroked her throbbing pleasure spot, her entire body tensing up as the princess pleasured herself.

Most girls tend to masturbate with their eyes closed because it allows them to escape into their own private fantasy world. Misty, on the other hand, kept staring directly at her reflection, observing herself as she stroked her clit in her full splits wearing her color guard uniform. She wanted to watch her body shake uncontrollably as she made herself come. She wanted to see her beautiful eyes glaze over, her hips pumping, her breasts rising and falling, her hair whipping about, her fingers blurring over her clit and then disappearing inside her pussy.

She wanted to watch herself come.

"OH!" Misty gasped in pleasure as she stroked her clit faster, her gentle circular motions becoming an aggressive back and forth movement that made her entire body lock in tension.

"Ohgod!" The flexible flag girl's hips began involuntarily bouncing up and down in little hops, her wonderful shapely legs keeping Misty perfectly balanced in her splits position.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck..." Misty repeated over and over as she felt a strong orgasm beginning to build deep in her pussy.

Her yelps of pleasure rose higher and higher in pitch as the color guard princess slipped her other hand into her attached panties and inserted two fingers into her already soaked and highly sensitive pussy.

Misty knew exactly where to touch herself, quickly finding the spongy area just inside the top of her pussy wall...

... it was the flag girl's G-spot.

The tiniest little motion of her fingertips was all it took.

"Oh! Oh!! Oh!!! OH!!! OH YES THERE!!! THERE!!! OH!!!! OH!!!!!" Misty's hips bucked violently, her long gorgeous brunette hair bouncing on her shoulders and down her back.

The flag girl princess masturbated as if her life depended on it, her right hand blurring across her clit at amazing speed, the fingertips of her left hand relentlessly stroking her G-spot inside her eager pussy.

"OH!!! OH!!!! OH!!!!! FUCK!!!!!"

The squelching noises coming from Misty's soaked cunt were quite loud, and only made the color guard princess hornier than ever.

"OHGOD!!! OHGOD!!!"

Misty had pleasured herself before, but only in her bedroom with her door locked. Watching herself in the mirror while masturbating in the color guard room felt so unbelievably naughty, even though she knew she was alone.

"Ohgod this is so hot..." Misty thought to herself as she blurred her fingertips across her clit as fast as she could while her other hand relentlessly stroked her G-spot just inside her pussy.

When the gorgeous flag girl felt her entire body quivering, she knew it was time.

"OOOHHHH!!!!! I'M COMING!! OH FUCK I'M COMING!!!"

With a loud squeal, Misty squirmed and wiggled her hips uncontrollably as her pussy clinched down hard on her probing hand. Every part of her gorgeous body locked in tension as the powerful waves of orgasm washed over her. Misty convulsed uncontrollably as earthquakes of pleasure had their way with her. She could feel the powerful contractions inside her pussy, the walls of her cunt pulsating around her fingers, her marvelous ass muscles clinching and unclinching with every climax as several orgasms in succession steamrolled her into wonderful ecstasy.

Misty watched herself come the entire time, keeping her eyes on her reflection as she surrendered to orgasmic oblivion.

"OOOOHHHHH!!!!!!!! GOOOOOOODDDDD!!!!!!!"

With an adorable high pitched squeal of delight, Misty rode out one more climax that took her by surprise just before she eased up on stroking her pleasure spots.

"Mmmmmm," Misty sighed in contentment, laying her head back as her pussy's contractions slowed and the post-orgasmic euphoria washed over her body.

The entire performance was beautiful, and so intimate. It seemed almost a crime that no one else had gotten to witness it.

Except... someone else had.

"OH!" Misty screamed in surprise as she suddenly saw someone in the mirror behind her leaning up against the door frame and clapping slowly.

(clap... clap... clap...)

"Wow," he said, clearly loving the view, "you look like you're enjoying that WAY too much."

Misty opened her mouth in surprise at the gall of his statement and put her hands on her hips in a huff.

"Who the heck are you!" Misty tried to sound authoritative, "you're not supposed to be in here!"

He actually laughed.

"Says the flag girl who was just finger fucking herself a moment ago."

Misty fell silent for a moment, and then looked up at him timidly.

"You won't tell anyone, will you?"

"What you do in private is your business," he said dismissively, "that's not why I'm here anyway."

Misty looked at him questioningly.

"Why are you here, exactly?" she asked as she started to get out of her splits position.

"Don't get up," he stopped her, "you look unbelievably hot with your legs spread like that."

Misty opened her mouth in disbelief at how forward this guy was being, and yet, she was so overwhelmed by his gorgeous features that she did exactly as she was told and stayed in position.

"Wait a minute," the flag girl began to put the pieces together, "you're the guy!"

"What guy?" he gave the slightest hint of a smile.

"You're that really hot jerk who has been fucking all of the color guard girls!"

"My my, word does get around," he said walking over to stand directly in front of Misty, her head at the same level as the large bulge in his trousers.

"You've been using us!" Misty admonished him in an accusatory tone, "checking us off your list one at a time like some perverted sexual scavenger hunt!"

"Guilty," he confessed without any remorse, "but it's your own fault for having such a hot group of girls on the color guard."

"You jerk," Misty fumed, "what gives you the right to treat us like your personal property?!?"

"Hey, it's not my fault that all your friends are easy."

"Excuse me?!?" Misty raised her eyebrows.

"I didn't force any of them," he shrugged, "they all wanted a really good fuck, I just made them admit it and then gave it to them."

Misty moistened her lips nervously.

"So now you're here to check me off your list?"

"You catch on quick," he said placing his hand gently under her chin, "and I've been really looking forward to fucking you."

Misty's mouth fell open, scandalized by his presumption.

"What the heck is that supposed to mean?"

"Oh please," he rolled his eyes, "everyone knows you're the spoiled princess, the daddy's girl that always gets what she wants and feels she is entitled to everything."

Misty crossed her arms and pouted.

"Yeah, so what if I am?"

"There is nothing more fun than fucking a spoiled princess in the most degrading ways possible."

"Well I've got news for you," Misty insisted defiantly, "I don't do that. I'm a good girl."

He chortled.

"Good girls are just bad girls who haven't been caught," he retorted as he took one of the flag silks from the storage bins and walked around behind the color guard girl.

Stooping down, he firmly took Misty's right wrist and placed it behind her back.

"Hey! What are you doing?" the flag girl protested unconvincingly, "I didn't say you could fuck me."

"Don't give me that," he called her bluff as he placed Misty's other wrist behind her back, tying them both together with the flag silk, "I've already taken three of your friends. I gave each of them the best fuck of their lives, and you want to know what that feels like, don't you?"

Misty sulked... but remained silent as she felt him tighten the the knot of the silk firmly around her wrists.

"You can pretend you don't want it if you like," he commented as he walked around to face her once again, "it will just make it that much more fun to sexually break you."

"You conceited jerk!" Misty struggled in frustration, her legs still in full splits with her wrists secured behind her back, "untie me right now!"

Suddenly grabbing Misty's long silky hair on the back of her head, he got nose to nose with the girl who he intended to make his latest color guard conquest.

"You need to shut up now, bitch," he ordered forcefully, planting a long deep sensual kiss on her quivering lips.

"MMMMM!!!!!!!" Misty's eyes went wide as she gave a muffled squeal of protest in his mouth.

The good girl in Misty wanted to resist. She knew he was planning to do sexually degrading things to her in perverted ways she had never even thought of before. She knew that to him, she was nothing more than the latest Sunny Park color guard girl to be taken, and that all he cared about was fucking her before he moved on to another flag girl.

Misty knew all of this... and yet, he was so assertive and breathtakingly handsome that she still wanted to give herself to him... to do with as he wished. She wanted to be seduced, taken by force, and fucked ruthlessly.

Surrendering to her lust, Misty relaxed into the long deep kiss and began to moan with sensual longing.

"Ohhhhhhhh..." the color guard girl was absolutely swooning, desperate to let this gorgeous seducer have his way with her.

Their make out session was more arousing than anything Misty had experienced before. Completely under his spell, Misty pulled out of the kiss and looked up at him in total submission.

"Well?" he prompted.

Misty's beautiful doe-like eyes began to well up.

"Take me," the princess was almost begging, "do whatever you want to me."

"About time," he said beginning to undo his trousers.

Recovering her composure momentarily, Misty cocked her head to one side and smiled cutely.

"So, the rumor is you have an unbelievably large... ohmygod!" Misty gasped as he took out his massive man tool.

"Get to work," he ordered, placing his rod near her beautiful moist lips.

Misty's eyes went wide.

"That thing is enormous! I can't swallow that!"

"Your friends did... eventually," he said as if he was daring her.

"I can't even use my hands," Misty pouted.

"Aww," he taunted, "the spoiled girl has to actually do some work."

"You're such an ass," Misty said as she flung her hair back over her shoulder and took the first few inches of his shaft into her warm wet mouth, timidly bobbing her head back and forth.

"Oh for fuck's sake," he sighed impatiently, "you don't blow your boyfriends very often do you?"

"Mmm mmm," Misty shook her head as she continued giving steady pulls on his shaft, her eyes continuing to look up at him.

"You probably think you're too good for that don't you, your highness?"

Slightly annoyed at being talked down to, Misty rolled her eyes but continued sucking on his cock.

"There's a lot more shaft you know," he complained, actually looking a little bored, "let me know when you're ready to get serious."

"MMMPPHH!!!" Misty gave a muffled humph in protest, as if to say that she was doing the best she could with her arms tied behind her back.

"I don't have all evening, princess," he commented, "let's go."

Grabbing Misty by the hair, he began pulling her head back and forth in quick deep thrusts, forcing her to take more of his massive man tool.

"MMMMMM!" Misty's eyes went wide as she suddenly felt a lot more of his shaft fucking her mouth. The flag girl's long straight hair whipped across her shoulders as she tried to take as much of the cock as she could manage.

"There you go, bitch," he said pumping his tool deep inside Misty's warm wet mouth, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat with every powerful thrust.

"MMMMMPPPPFFFFHHHH!!!!!"

Misty half choked and half gagged as she tried to take the massive cock. It was definitely a challenge with her hands restrained behind her back, her legs spread in full center splits, and her hair being pulled back and forth as he fucked her mouth. He was in control, and all Misty could do was try to take as much of his shaft as possible, all while looking up at him for approval.

"You're enjoying being taken like a whore aren't you?" he said, already knowing the answer.

"Mmm hmm," Misty somehow managed to nod between thrusts.

"I knew it! You're such a proper princess all the time that secretly, you want to be treated like a really naughty bad girl, don't you?"

"Mmm hmm," Misty admitted reluctantly.

He gave a slight smile as he fucked her mouth faster and faster.

"Well, get ready whore, because we've barely started."

"MMMMM!!!!" Misty squealed as she tried to take his cock at the faster pace, tightening her lips firmly around the shaft and giving aggressive rapid pulls on his man staff.

"UM!" He grunted at the sudden suction, "there, that's how to do it, you fucking color guard whore. By the time I'm finished with you you'll be worshiping this cock."

"Mmmmmm..." Misty actually purred at the thought.

"Now you do the work, bitch," he ordered letting go of the flag girl's long silky hair.

Misty immediately did as she was told and began a barrage of long rapid pulls on his shaft, suckling on his man tool with unbelievable intensity like a proper slut should.

"Yes! Oh you're such a naughty brat underneath, Misty... UM!" he encouraged the whore inside the spoiled teen as she committed herself entirely to servicing his dick, "that's it you flag girl slut, worship my cock just as your friends did."

As Misty sucked and sucked on his dick with unbelievably determined aggression, he couldn't help but admire the reflection in the large mirrored wall facing him behind the hot flag girl.

Misty, the spoiled color guard princess, in full uniform with her back towards the mirror, was blowing his dick as if she were the most well-trained slut on the planet. Her magnificently flexible legs were spread wide in full center splits. Her wrists were restrained behind her back with her own color guard silk. Her head was bobbing with each rapid pull, her tousled hair whipping back and forth as she sucked and sucked and sucked, desperately trying to make him come as hard as possible.

"Fuck, Misty!" he growled as he felt his cock about to explode, "I'm going to..."

When giving blowjobs to boyfriends, Misty had always pulled away at the moment of climax.

Princesses don't swallow.

As she pulled the orgasm out of his cock however, she suddenly felt him grab her hair with both hands and hold her head in place.

"MMMMMMM!!!!!!!" Misty gave a muffled squeal as he held her tight and unloaded his cock, forcing the flag girl to take everything down her throat.

It was useless for Misty to resist. With her hands restrained and her legs in splits, she couldn't fight it even if she wanted to. He pumped her head back and forth on his dick, making sure that he gave her everything his cock had to offer until he had finished fucking her mouth.

Misty looked up at him submissively the entire time, her deep brown eyes searching for his approval, hoping to impress him, wanting to be a good color guard whore.

Finally pulling away, he looked down at his latest fuck toy and placed his hand gently under her soft chin.

"Well done, princess."

Misty's smile was adorable.

"So," he said tucking his momentarily satisfied cock back in his trousers, "now that we've gotten the preliminaries out of the way... it's time to get serious."

Misty raised her eyebrows in curiosity, wondering what was in store for her next...

"Let's get you up on the table," he ordered, taking one of Misty's flagpoles out of her guard bag and leaning it up against the wall.

Realizing that he wasn't going to help her up or untie her wrists, Misty turned at her waist and pulled her legs together to get out of her splits, clumsily standing up and flinging her tousled hair from her face.

Strutting over to the table in an only partially successful attempt to salvage some grace and poise, Misty turned around and hopped up onto the flat surface, clearly able to see herself in the full wall mirror on the other side of the room facing her.

"Oh, I look a hot mess," Misty commented on her disheveled hair.

The princess was back.

"You think you're a mess now... just wait until I'm finished fucking you," he commented taking Misty's ankles one at a time and lifting her legs onto the table, easily moving the flexible flag girl into her full center splits again, "now come up to the front edge."

Misty scooted forwards to where her pussy and ass were lined up with her legs at the edge of the rectangular hard plastic table, her hands still tied behind her back.

"I must admit, I'm impressed with your flexibility and balance," he said taking two more color guard silks and tying both of Misty's ankles to the table to keep her restrained in her center splits.

"Thanks!" Misty's face lit up with a cute smile as she watched him secure her legs to the table top, "I can do splits in pretty much any position."

"So I've heard," he commented taking hold of the six foot long aluminum pole. The metal was polished and very smooth, capped by a plastic stopper with the slightest of ridges around it, "I plan to fuck you in several of those positions tonight."

Misty raised her eyebrows. Just how many times was he planning on fucking her?

Holding the pole like a lance, he gently glided the tip slowly and teasingly up Misty's inner thigh, disappearing under the flyaway skirt of her color guard uniform.

"OH!" Misty gasped and jumped slightly as she felt the tip of her flagpole nuzzle under the fabric of her attached lycra panties and touch her naked pussy.

"Sensitive are we?" he asked rhetorically, moving the fabric aside to get clear access to Misty's beautiful treasures. Gently and carefully, he lined the pole tip up with the center of Misty's labia.

"Mmmm, Samantha told me about this... and how good it feels to get fucked by your own flagpole."

"I take it you've never tried it before," he surmised, rotating the tip of the pole slightly, applying just enough pressure to spread Misty's soaked pussy lips, but not quite enough to go inside.

"Ohmhgod that's such a cruel tease," Misty closed her eyes and waited in lustful anticipation for him to begin fucking her with her flagpole, "I thought about trying it myself after Samantha told me what you did to her, but I haven't yet. I wanted my first time to be with you doing it to me."

"Ah," he acknowledged, "so you knew I was planning to fuck you."

Misty opened her eyes again and gave a slightly coquettish smile.

"Sooner or later."

"You little minx," he said, barely pressing the tip of the pole into her pussy.

"OH!" Misty gave a girly yelp as her entire body jumped slightly in her restraints.

"Well then I should warn you," he said, getting ready to violate Misty with her flag pole, "Samantha was a really good fuck, so were Anna and Chasidy. You've got a high bar to clear, princess, understood?"

"Yes sir," Misty acknowledged, hoping she was up to the task.

"Good... then let's begin."

Slowly but firmly, he began to push...

"Ohgod, yes... OOOHHH!!!" she cried out immediately as the pole began to tunnel into her soaking wet cunt, spreading her labia wide and sliding several inches into her at once.

"Oh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Misty's entire body locked in tension as her pussy muscles were stretched by the invading pole.

The color guard princess looked at her reflection on the wall mirror facing her, watching in perverted fascination as several inches of her own flagpole disappeared under her short skirt and into her pussy.

Methodically and patiently, he worked Misty's flagpole into her hot wet depths, the color guard girl giving the cutest girly yelps every time her pussy muscles gave way, causing the pole to tunnel further into her cunt.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!"

... and further.

"OHGOD!!!! FUCK!!!"

... and further.

"OHGOD!!!! OH FUCK THAT'S DEEP!!!!!"

Having given Misty a full nine inches of the pole before the tip reached her cervix, he let it rest inside her for a few moments as the walls of her pussy spasmed around the pole trying to adjust to the perverted intrusion.

"Could you... oh fuck... that's so d-deep inside me... could you... do something for... ohgod... for me?"

"What would that be?" he asked watching Misty's entire gorgeous body as it trembled and quivered in her restraints.

"Could you... get... fuck... get a picture, please?" Misty begged, "I've never had anything like this done to me... I want one... please... oh fuck."

Smiling slightly, he found Misty's mobile in her bag and held it up, taking several excellent pictures of the color guard princess in full splits, tied down, and with her flagpole nine inches deep in her soaked spasming cunt.

"Oh fuck..." Misty gasped as she heard the clicks of her phone capturing the moment for all time, "this feels amazing... ohgod yes... fuck."

"You are a naughty little girl Misty," he admonished her, placing her phone back down.

"Oh fuck yes," the flag girl's lips were quivering as she sighed in pleasure, "I'm such a bad girl."

Grabbing the pole with one hand, he began sliding it in and out of Misty's pussy in long slow pumps, fucking her with the very flagpole she had been twirling and tossing for years.

"Ooooooohhhhhhh..." Misty moaned and slowly rolled her head around in wonderful ecstasy, her beautiful long silky hair falling about her shoulders as her pole slid in and out of her very easily, her stretched pussy clearly eager to take as much inside her as possible.

He wasn't planning on edging and denying her as he had Chasidy. He wanted to make Misty scream with a good hard pole fucking.

"Ohgod... that feels... OH!!!... unbelievable! It's going... AH!!... so deep inside me!... OHGOD!!!"

His strokes were perfectly straight and steady, not to mention deep. With every pump, the ridge where the plastic stopper attached to the aluminum pole slid right across Misty's G-spot, pulling a gasp of pleasure from the color guard princess each time it caressed the most sensitive part of her pussy.

His free hand then slipped up under Misty's color guard skirt and into her attached panties.

"OH!!!" Misty jumped slightly in her restraints as he quickly found her throbbing and overly sensitive clit, stroking it in tiny circular motions with his fingertips, watching her become a gasping screaming mess of unrelenting pleasure.

"Ohgod! That's so fucking deep! So hard!!! You're going to make me fucking come! Yes! Yes!!! There!!! THERE!!!! DON'T STOP!!!!! OHGOD KEEP FUCKING ME WITH THAT DAMN POLE, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!"

When a girl is about to come really really hard, there is a brief moment when all of her gasps and cries and pleas stop. Her mouth opens wide as if she were screaming but no sound comes out, her entire body locks in tension, and the orgasm takes over. Her pussy begins its contractions and she starts convulsing as the pleasure overload washes away her mind.

Then the screams come.

It is a wondrous thing to see, and Misty was going to watch every moment of her epic flagpole induced orgasm in the gigantic wall mirrors all around the room.

"OOOOOOHHHHHH FFFFFUUUUUCCCCKK!!!!!!!"

When Misty came, she screamed so loud they both thought that the glass mirrors might actually crack.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

It was a long, powerful orgasm, so intense that with each contraction Misty's pussy gave an entire barrage of powerful squirts into her color guard uniform, soaking her attached panties completely.

"OHGOD!!! OH FUCK!!! OH FUCK!!! FUCK!!! FUCK!!!"

"You sure are a messy fuck, princess," he commented, pulling all nine inches of the pole out of her at once, causing the spoiled flag girl to actually gasp... and then whimper.

Still trembling in orgasmic aftershocks, Misty was in such a euphoric haze that she barely noticed him untying her restraints.

"Okay princess, you've had your pole fucking, now it's my turn."

Taking a dazed Misty by the hips, he pulled her off of the table and practically threw her against the mirrored wall.

"Oh!" Misty yelped as she instinctively put her hands on the glass to keep herself from slamming into it.

Whipping Misty around so her back was to the wall, he kissed his latest color guard whore passionately as she melted into his body, completely under his spell.

Before she knew what happened, he had taken Misty's wrists and placed them at her sides against the mirror. Breathing heavily in anticipation, the flag girl looked at him hesitantly.

"Ohgod, what are you going to do to me?"

Taking Misty's color guard uniform at the top, he quickly pulled it off of her shoulders and down to her waist, her marvelously large tits spilling out of her top and bouncing freely.

"OH!" Misty yelped, pulling her arms out of the sleeves and grabbing her breasts with both hands as he continued to tug her uniform down past her hips and over the curves of her beautiful round ass, letting the entire uniform fall to the floor.

Now completely stripped, the spoiled princess exposed in all her beauty pageant glory, Misty moistened her lips nervously and looked up into his eyes, saying the three words every guy wants to hear from a really hot girl...

"Please fuck me."

Without speaking, he placed his hand under Misty's knee and slowly raised her right leg high, placing her ankle on his shoulder.

Misty's mouth fell open in surprise as her flexible legs were being manipulated into a standing split, her arms and back against the mirror to help the teenager keep her balance.

"What are you do... mmmMMM!!" Misty was stopped in mid-sentence as he kissed her hard with primal lust and began undoing his trousers.

"Ohgod, this is really happening!" Misty thought as she braced herself for another invasion of her now completely exposed pussy. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life as she waited for his cock to defile her, knowing that she wasn't the first. She was just the latest flag girl on his checklist to have his massive man tool inside her.

As Misty felt the walls of her labia being parted by the head of his cock, she remembered just how massive his dick had been when she was sucking on it.

"OHGOD!!!" Misty gasped," "that thing is so fucking big!"

"Get used to it, bitch," he said slowly pushing his cock into her, "because I'm going to fuck you deep with all of it."

"OH!!!!!" Misty cried out as she felt the first few inches of his shaft entering her most intimate treasurers. He was taking her with his enormous cock, just like he had taken her friends. She knew that his massive rod had already unloaded inside her best friend Samantha... and Chasidy... and Anna.

As he slowly tunneled into her, Misty realized she didn't care that she was nothing more than his latest color guard conquest, and that after he used and degraded her, he was going after Kelly and Renee too.

None of that mattered right now. All Misty cared about at that moment was getting fucked deep and hard.

Grabbing both cheeks of Misty's bare ass with his hands, he used them as leverage to thrust his manhood further into the warmth of her soaked cunt.

"OH FUCK!!!" Misty's eyes went wide as she suddenly felt more of his cock penetrating her depths. Her gorgeous shapely legs were spread as wide as they could go, her ankle resting on his shoulder and giving him the perfect angle for his cock to violate her. His thrusts got more powerful with every pump of his hips, causing his hard shaft to tunnel even deeper into the color guard girl.

"Watch yourself in the mirror, Misty," he ordered as he continued to inch into her, "watch yourself getting fucked."

Misty could see her defilement taking place in the reflection from the large wall mirror opposite her. Glancing left and right, the color guard girl could also see herself being taken from both sides. Watching herself being fucked from three different angles at the same time was surreal... and obscene... and unbelievably hot.

"Oh fuck!!! You're too big for me!!!" Misty panicked as she felt his staff trying to slide further inside her, "I can't do it!"

"Quit whining you spoiled bitch and take it!"

"AAAHHH!!!!!" Misty screamed as the walls of her pussy gave way and he pushed one long deep thrust of his huge cock into her soaked cunt. She could actually feel his manhood throbbing deep inside her as well as the walls of her pussy spasming around its thick shaft.

Misty looked down and saw about half of his giant member inside her. The color guard girl's eyes went wide. This wasn't over. There was more... much more.

"How the fuck... UM!!!... did the other girls... AH!!!... get this damn thing inside them?"

"Maybe you're just a tight cunt," he fired back.

Misty opened her mouth in disbelief at his sexist remark.

"What did you just call me?!?"

Instead of responding, he grabbed Misty's ass cheeks and pushed forward again, driving his cock still deeper into her.

"OH!!!!" Misty gasped, laying her head back against the mirror, having no choice but to simply let him use her body for his pleasure.

"Get it inside me you bastard!!! OOOOHHHH!!!!!!!"

The walls of Misty's once tight pussy finally gave way and accepted the rest of her seducer's giant cock.

As he began to thrust back and forth inside her now stretched pussy, Misty couldn't believe it had come to this. She knew she was being used... she knew he was degrading her... and yet she was willingly letting it happen.

She also noticed that getting fucked was starting to feel really really good.

"OHGOD YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"

He was pounding the full length of his shaft into Misty's depths with no pretense of love, only raw lust and power. She knew he had already fucked several other color guard girls before her, and that she wouldn't be his last flag girl conquest.

Misty didn't care that she was being objectified, used as just another pussy to fuck. Her own longing for carnal pleasure overruled her judgement, and she accepted that she wanted him to take her this way... rough and dominant.

"Ohgod this... OH!!!... this feels amazing," Misty panted through quick breaths between his powerful strokes into her depths, "fuck me, please fuck me... OH!!!!!"

Misty yelped when he began pounding into the spoiled teen at a furious pace. The color guard princess turned whore began moving her own body in time with his. She knew her legs were going to be so sore tomorrow being fucked in this standing split for so long, but she didn't care. All she wanted was to be taken by him completely.

"OHGOD!!! FUCK YES!!!" Misty wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on for dear life.

"Tell me what you want me to do to you Misty," he prompted as he pummeled her pussy faster and faster, "I want to hear you say the words."

"OH FUCK I WANT YOU TO COME INSIDE ME!!!" Misty cried out desperately, "HARDER!!! GIVE IT TO ME HARDER!!!!! OH FUCK DON'T STOP!!!!!"

"Say it again, whore."

"OH FUCK!!!!!" Misty's voice trembled, "TAKE ME! FUCK ME!!! COME INSIDE ME!!!!! OOOOHHHH!!!"

Satisfied with her answer, he repeatedly slammed his hard cock far into Misty's depths as the flag girl bucked wildly back at him, her tits smacking up and down violently with every thrust inside her treasurers.

"FUCK ME!!! USE ME!!! YES!!!!! I'M YOUR COLOR GUARD WHORE!!! OH FUCK!!!!!."

"I'm coming," he warned, about to defile his fourth flag girl, "I'm going to come inside you!"

"FUCK YES!!! COME HARD IN MY PUSSY!!!!!"

Slamming deep into the color guard girl's love canal, his massive cock swelled inside her and then exploded, firing everything it had far into her cunt.

"MMMM!!!!!!! MMMMM!!!!!!! MMMMM!!!!!!" Misty covered her mouth and screamed into her hand as she came with him, her gorgeous flexible legs shaking as her pussy contracted again and again around the hard as steel shaft inside her.

"MMMMMM!!!!!!!!! MMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!" Misty's muffled screams corresponded with every massive thrust into her, squirts spraying from her cunt like a half-covered water hose. Misty's hips rolled in tiny beautiful circular motions as her pussy worked his cock like a machine, trying to draw every ounce of his liquid deeper into her abyss.

The two of them held onto each other for support as the orgasmic onslaught began to dissipate, the waves of post orgasmic euphoria washing over them.

Misty was the first to speak as he pulled out of the now fucked flag girl.

"Ohgod, how did you ever get that thing inside me?" she said trying to catch her breath, "I have never been fucked that hard before."

He smiled slightly.

"That pussy of yours is pretty damn tight... at least it used to be."

Misty tiled her head and flashed a naughty smile at him.

"I know you're just using me, but I don't care," Misty's eyes looked up into his, "you're so gorgeous you could do anything you wanted to me."

He placed his hand gently under Misty's chin.

"I know," he said with all the confidence in the world, "in fact, I'm going to do something to you that I didn't do with any of your flag girl friends.

Misty raised her eyebrows in curiosity.

"Oh? What is that?"

His dominant alpha male voice made Misty's pussy tingle.

"Get down on all fours and I'll show you..."

Moistening her lips nervously, the spoiled princess of the Sunny Park Color Guard got out of her standing splits position and down on her hands and knees, flinging her long brunette hair behind her, letting it caress her naked back.

Misty had already blown his massive cock while holding her legs in center splits, been tied down with her own flag silks, fucked with her own flagpole, stripped naked, and then fucked up against the wall in a standing split, all while made to watch herself in the full length wall mirrors all around the entire color guard storage room.

Now Misty was on all fours facing directly at one of the wall mirrors with her tits hanging down and her ass in the air... waiting for him to do with her as he pleased.

The princess had never felt more like a complete whore.

Taking Misty's flagpole once again, he walked around his latest color guard conquest and knelt down behind her.

Misty flipped her head back so her long dark hair swung to one side, looking at him over her shoulder with pleading eyes.

"Ohmygod," Misty bit her bottom lip softly, "what are you going to do to me?"

Just then he took his hand and slapped the flag girl's ass hard.

(SMACK)

"OH!" Taken by surprise, Misty gave a girly yelp as she was spanked.

"You need to learn to shut up," he said reaching into his bag and pulling out a short chain with a clothespin style clamp on each end.

Misty's mouth opened in shock when she realized what the clamps were for.

"No!!! Are you fucking kidding me?!?" the flag girl objected as he reached around to cup Misty's dangling breasts and begin to firmly draw down on her tits.

(SMACK)

"OH!"

"I told you to shut up," he said spanking her ass again. Gently taking hold of one of Misty's tits, he held one of the ends of the metal chain only a few inches from her with the clamp open.

"Ohgod..." she whispered in anticipation as his drawing down motions made her nipple hard and very sensitive.

Misty looked down at her very vulnerable breasts, completely helpless as he placed the clamp on one of her tits.

"OWWWW!!!!! FUCK THAT HURTS!!!!!!!" The flag girl yelled at him as the clamp closed around her sensitive nipple.

He just ignored her and began drawing down on the other one of her breasts.

"No..." Misty pouted.

Biting her lip in tension, Misty braced herself as he placed the second clamp on her other nipple.

"OWWWW!!!!! DAMMIT!!!!!" Misty cried out as a second twinge of discomfort shot through her, quickly replaced by intense sensations of numbness, submission, and a kind of perverse pleasure.

"There princess," he said softly caressing her captive breasts, "that's much better, I enjoy seeing you like this."

He gave the chain connecting the clamps a little tug, causing the spoiled flag girl to cry out again.

"Ow!" Misty gasped, "Why did you put these... these THINGS... on my tits?!?"

Ignoring her bitching, he roughly grabbed Misty by the hair and yanked up hard causing her to arch her back, her clamped breasts jutting out for display and reflecting beautifully in the mirrors around the room, the chain connecting them flashing in the light as it dangled between her perky milk mounds.

Misty looked at herself, on all fours, completely stripped, her pussy already fucked twice, her ass spanked, and now her tits clamped...

What was he turning her into?

It was what he whispered into her ear next though, that made Misty shudder.

"I'm going to shove your flagpole up your ass Misty, and it's going to be rough."

Scandalized by the idea, Misty's mouth opened in shock.

"But... I don't want that..."

(SMACK)

"OH!"

He cut her off mid-sentence with another slap to the ass.

"Yes you do, bitch," he said releasing her hair, "you can pretend you don't want it if you like, but beneath that spoiled princess act of yours is a dirty, naughty, color guard slut that wants to be ravaged by a real guy who knows what he's doing, not those losers you call your boyfriends.

Misty glared at him, offended by his sexist remarks... at least on the surface.

What the flag girl wouldn't admit out loud, but which they both already knew, was that he was exactly right. Misty wanted to be taken, and she wanted him to be rough with her.

"Now keep very very still," he warned as he took the flagpole and guided the tip between the firm round cheeks of Misty's ass.

"Oh fuck," the spoiled color guard girl pouted as she felt the plastic cap of her pole come to rest at the entrance to her most forbidden hole, "this is such a bad idea."

"Here we go princess," he said as he began to apply pressure to her opening, her muscles resisting at first, quivering and spasming as her body tried to reject the intrusion.

"No!" Misty panted, "it's too big! I'll never get it inside me!"

He responded with another slap to the flag girl's exquisite rear.

(SMACK)

"OH!"

"Quit bitching and take your pole up your ass," he ordered, "and be grateful that I fucked your pussy with your flagpole first to get it wet enough."

"Oooohh..." Misty pouted and whimpered as she desperately tried to relax and let her ass accept the large stopper on the end of the pole.

Wiggling her hips slightly from side to side, trying to finesse the tip of the pole through her back door entrance, Misty couldn't help but watch herself in the mirror as she was being degraded and taken like she never could have imagined in her wildest dreams. Who was this girl on all fours with her tits clamped and her ass being sodomized by her own color guard equipment?

It was the Homecoming princess turned into a color guard fuck toy...

... and things were about to get even more perverted.

"You're such a daddy's girl, aren't you," he said more as a statement than a question, "always used to getting your way."

"Oh fuck..." Misty tossed a lock of her hair back, keeping her eyes on her reflection as she felt her ass muscles quiver and start to give.

"Well I'm your fuck daddy, Misty," he continued, "and from now on, that's what you're going to call me, understood?"

Misty nodded quickly, trying desperately to concentrate on the pole that was about to go up her ass.

When the tip of Misty's flagpole finally popped through her forbidden entrance, the flag girl princess opened her mouth wide as if to scream, but the sound never came. Instead, Misty's entire body locked in tension except for her ass cheeks, allowing several inches of the pole to disappear inside her, the muscles of her ass giving way and then gripping the invading shaft from all directions as it tunneled into her.

"OH FUCK!!!!!" Misty finally found her voice, "FUCK YES DADDY!"

He responded with another spanking.

(SMACK)

"OH!" Misty yelped.

(SMACK)

Even as he gave another slap to Misty's ass cheeks, he continued to work the flagpole further into the color guard girl's back door.

"Can you feel your flagpole stretching your ass, Misty?"

"Yes, Daddy, yes!" Misty nodded quickly.

"It's going in further, you know."

"No please," Misty pouted reluctantly as she felt more of the pole entering her, "please don't hurt me Daddy! Ooooohhhhhh..."

"Naughty girls must be punished, Misty," he countered as a further two inches disappeared into the spoiled color guard girl's rear.

"OOOHHHH FFFUUUCCK!!!!!"

Misty watched herself in the mirror directly in front of her, the flag girl's eyes going wide as she took more of the pole up her ass.

"Oh fuck!" her lips quivered, "it's... OH!!!!!... it's so deep Daddy! Please no more!"

"We have another few inches to go, Misty," he said refusing to let up.

Tears began rolling down Misty's cheeks as little by little, the pole tunneled further into her increasingly stretched hole.

"OHGOD!!!!!" Misty threw her head back, her beautiful long silky hair smacking her naked shoulders and back, her clamped tits dangling invitingly.

"There, princess," he said, "you've got eight inches of your flagpole up your ass, I'm very impressed."

"Oh Daddy, it's so deep," Misty whined, "its so deep inside me..."

It was deep, and Misty could feel every inch sodomizing her. Her ass muscles were spasming and being stretched at the same time, trying to adjust to the rod that was violating her in the most obscene manner imaginable.

"Watch yourself, Misty," he ordered, grabbing the spoiled flag girl by her hair and holding her gaze at the wall mirror directly in front of them, "watch yourself become the new color guard whore as I fuck your ass with your flagpole."

"OOHH!!!!!!" Misty's eyes went wide as the large metal rod began to piston back and forth inside her.

"OH FUCK!!!!!" Misty cried out as she felt the pole pumping steadily over and over into her most forbidden hole, "DADDY PLEASE!!!"

The color guard princess saw what she had become as she watched herself in the mirror, stripped completely and on all fours. Her tits were clamped and chained together, her tousled hair was being pulled by her seducer, all while he was fucking her up the ass with her own flagpole.

"OHGOD!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!" Misty begged shamelessly, her tears flowing freely as the pole pumped and pumped and pumped inside her, "NO DADDY!!! NO!!!! IT'S SO DEEP!!!!!"

"I'm sorry Misty," he said very unapologetically, "we need to stretch that tight ass of yours if you're going to be able to take my cock."

"OH NO!" Misty's lips were quivering as she realized what he was planning to do to her, "I can't take that cock up my ass!"

"Yes you can, you spoiled little whore," he countered, continuing to pump deep into her, "now quit bitching and concentrate on getting ass fucked by your flagpole."

With every deep penetration of the aluminum rod, the muscles of Misty's ass stretched and spasmed and quivered, trying to adjust to the continual violation of her forbidden fuck hole. Slowly and steadily, the torturous shaft was further enveloped by the flag girl's amazing rear.

The way her ass seemed to suckle on the pole every time he pulled back was a wondrous sight, and Misty could see the reflection behind her in the wall mirror she was facing. Watching herself from the back with several inches of the flagpole disappearing up her ass every few seconds was an obscene visual to process.

"Ohgod! Please stop..." Misty begged shamelessly, looking over her shoulder at him with the most pleading eyes, "I'll do... AH!... I'll do whatever you want Daddy... OHGOD!!!!... just please stop... OH FUCK!!!"

"Then beg me to fuck your ass," he ordered, forcefully driving her flagpole deeper.

"OHGOD!!!" Misty screamed as the pole seemed to suddenly go all the way up her hole, further than she ever thought was possible.

"Well?" he prompted, knowing he had won already.

Misty's lips quivered as she surrendered...

"Please Daddy... please fuck me up the ass with that massive cock of yours... I want that enormous shaft inside my rear pumping me as deep as my flagpole is right now."

"Good girl," he commented slowly pulling the invading metal shaft out of Misty's adorable rear, "I knew you would give in eventually."

"OH!!!!!!!" Misty gasped in relief as she felt her flagpole finally removed from the depths of her previously forbidden hole, "ohgod, that thing was so far up my ass."

In the mirror, the color guard princess saw him toss her pole to the side and line his massive cock up with the entrance to her now stretched ass.

"Ohgod," Misty sobbed as she felt the head of his cock slide between her ass cheeks and realized there was going to be no rest for her, "Daddy please don't hurt me, ohgod it's going to rip me apart!"

"Deal with it you spoiled little brat," he responded as he began to push into her.

"OHGOD!!!!!" Misty's eyes went wide as she felt the head of his unbelievably large tool stretching her back door opening, the muscles of her ass quivering and spasming as it tried to adapt to her newest perverted violation.

"OHGOD! IT'S TOO BIG!!! DADDY NO!!!!! DON'T PUT IT INSIDE MEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!"

Misty's sobbing and begging turned into a primal scream as she felt the head of his cock suddenly pop through her opening and penetrate several inches of her ass at once.

"OOOOHHHH FFFFFUUUUCCCCKK!!!!!!" Misty threw her head back and screamed at the ceiling as the massive shaft tunneled into her depths, stretching her ass muscles even further than her flagpole had only minutes earlier.

"Good girl Misty," he commented calmly as his cock continued its slow but steady journey into his latest color guard conquest, the beautiful ass of the flag girl princess.

"Oh you bastard," Misty panted as she felt his cock going deeper, one centimeter at a time, "I can't believe you're doing this to meeeeeeeaaaAAAAHHH!!!!!"

Misty flung her tousled hair back and looked directly at her reflection, her beautiful eyes glazing over as the massive man tool progressed ever deeper into the flag girl's ass.

"Oh, Misty," he grunted as he felt the muscles of the spoiled color guard girl's rear spasm around his burrowing shaft, "your ass is an absolute furnace!"

"No fucking kidding!" Misty glared at him through the reflection of the mirror.

"Just a little more to go," he said grabbing her hips with both hands and thrusting the remainder of his shaft inside her depths all at once.

Misty's eyes went wide, her mouth opening to scream as she suddenly took the last several inches of his massive cock into her abyss in one powerful thrust.

"OH FUCK!!!!" Misty cried out as she found her voice, "IT'S TOO MUCH!!!! IT'S SO FAR UP MY ASS!!!!!"

He couldn't resist spanking her incredible rear again.

(SMACK)

"MMM!" Misty gave a girly yelp.

"Now Misty," he said running his hands over the flag girl's wonderful ass cheeks, "I want you to get into your center splits again."

Misty opened her mouth in shock at what he was telling her to do.

"WHAT!?!?!" Misty was completely scandalized, "are you serious?!?!? I can't do that with your dick up my ass!"

(SMACK)

"OH!"

"Yes you can," he ordered, "now do it, cunt."

Misty looked back at him over her shoulder, her mouth open in disbelief.

"What did you just call me?!?!?"

"I said NOW, cunt!" he ordered with another slap to Misty's ass.

(SMACK)

"OH!"

Fuming with anger, and then pouting in protest, Misty obediently and carefully shifted her position beneath him, somehow managing to keep his cock inside her as she skillfully twisted her legs to the sides until she was in a perfect center split. The new position pulled her face down onto the floor, taking him down with her as her clamped and chained breasts squished into the thin carpet.

In this new obscene position that made full use of her flexibility, Misty's ass felt ten times tighter around his cock than it did before.

"OHGOD!!!! IT'S TOO MUCH!!!" Misty's lips quivered as the tears rolled down her cheeks, her widely spread legs convulsing in her center splits as she tried to cope with having the mother of all cocks up her ass, "OH!!!... PLEASE!!! IT'S TOO BIG FOR MEEEEEEE!!!!!"

"Probably," he agreed with a complete lack of empathy, "but it's perfect for me."

"OH NO!!!" Misty cried out as she felt him begin to thrust his hips back and forth, her ass squeezing his massive shaft with her tight hole as it pumped deep inside her, "OH PLEASE NO! OHGOD!!!!! OHGOD!!!!! FUCK!!!! FUCK!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!"

"Mygod, don't you ever shut up?" he said grabbing the flag girl's hair with one hand and yanking her head up while covering her mouth with the other.

"MMMMMM!!!!!" Misty gave muffled screams as he took her ass ruthlessly. There was no consideration from him as to how she felt or what she wanted as he fucked her relentlessly. He was using her to satisfy his own needs.

The color guard princess knew she was being treated as a fuck toy. She knew that the cock up her ass had been inside Samantha... and Chasidy... and Anna before her. She knew that when he finished with her, he would cast her aside and move on to the rest of the flag girls. Misty was just another conquest on his perverted list of fucks...

... and as Misty felt his massively powerful cock pistoning deep inside her ass, her flexible legs spread wide in center splits, her chained and clamped tits squished into the carpet, and her defiled pussy already filled with his liquid, she accepted that in fact, this was all she was.

A fuck toy.

HIS fuck toy.

"MMMMMM!!!!! MMMMMM!!!!! MMMMMM!!!!!" Misty screamed over and over again, louder and louder as each thrust seemed to pound the spoiled color guard girl deeper with every impact.

"Fuck yes!" he whispered into the ear of his latest flag girl conquest as the princess cried and yelped and struggled. How Misty managed to stay in her splits position while her ass was being reamed by his massive cock was anyone's guess.

He could feel Misty's hand reaching beneath the two of them to get between her widely spread legs. Quickly parting her pussy lips, the spoiled princess began blurring her fingertips across her clit as fast as she could. She didn't even realize she was doing it. Misty was acting totally on instinct, her primal need to come.

He smiled to himself as he observed what a slut Misty had become, uncovering her mouth so he could hear her scream.

"OHGOD!!!! YOU FUCKER!!!!!" she cried out, "HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME... OH!!!!!... YOU BASTARD... OH!!!!!"

"Take a deep breath, Misty," he ordered as he placed one hand around the flag girl's neck and the other over her mouth once again, this time covering her nose as well, "I want to see if you can make yourself come before you pass out."

"MMMMMMMM!!!!!" Misty's eyes went wide as she screamed in panic.

"Come on cunt," he demanded as he began to tighten his grip and lightly choke the flag girl...

... the one who's ass was getting absolutely pounded by the powerful thrusts of his massive tool.

Even more perversely, he held Misty's head up so she would be forced to watch herself in the mirror as she either came hard or lost consciousness...

... whichever happened first.

Instantly, Misty's hand went into overdrive blurring across her clit, frantically masturbating herself as she felt the air abandoning her.

"Yes, cunt! Yes!" he said as they both felt his cock tighten and expand inside her hot as a furnace depths, ready to fire its load.

"MMMMMMMMMM!!!!!" Misty gave a last plea for air as her entire body convulsed underneath him in massive orgasm, her pussy beginning to squirt again with every powerful contraction, all while she was being relentlessly fucked up her tight ass.

"Yes! There's a good color guard cunt," he congratulated her, getting ready to reward Misty's achievement by coming deep in her ass.

Misty's eyes went wide and then rolled back in her head as she felt his cock unload everything he had far into her depths, the cheeks of her spankable rear gripping his tool firmly from every direction as the spoiled princess began to lose consciousness, even as her pussy continued to squirt with with each contraction.

As his cock finished emptying into his flexible fuck toy's ass, he released the thrice defiled color guard girl from his grip.

"OH!!!!!" Misty collapsed onto the floor gasping for air, her legs still in her splits and her long gorgeous hair now a disheveled mess.

(SMACK)

"OH!" Misty yelped as he spanked her marvelous rear again.

"Aren't you going to say 'thank you'?" he said sternly.

"Thank... you..." Misty quickly responded, panting in complete exhaustion as she turned her head to one side and rest her cheek on the carpet.

"Thank you what?" he corrected her.

"Thank... you... Daddy."

Grabbing Misty's rear with both hands, he slowly pulled his insanely large and now empty cock out of her ass, causing the well-fucked flag girl to whimper in relief when she finally felt the giant rod leaving her. Too exhausted to move, Misty's widely spread legs quivered involuntarily as she felt every inch of the massive shaft that had defiled all of her holes completely withdraw from her depths.

"MMM!" Misty squealed as she felt the torturous man tool finally disappear. That cock had already fucked several of her friends, and in the past half hour had come hard down her throat, deep inside her pussy, and degradingly up her ass.

Too exhausted to even move out of her splits, Misty just stayed on the floor and began sucking on her thumb like a little girl, her flexible legs seeming to be now permanently locked wide open as the sensations of euphoria and warmth washed over her.

"Nice work, cunt," he complimented, "I'm impressed."

"Fhank you waddy," Misty said weakly with her thumb in her mouth.

***

An hour later, Misty was on the field in the stadium wearing the absolutely stunning electric blue dress she had purchased for the homecoming ceremony. The tiny thin shoulder straps barely held her magnificent breasts in their holsters, the front of the dress being open down to her waist to display massive amounts of cleavage. The floor length dress was cut all the way up to her hips on both sides, showing off her marvelous shapely legs...

... the ones that had been spread wide open only an hour ago.

As the principal placed the sparkly crown on the color guard girl's head, Misty flashed her lovely smile, first at the crowd, and then at her fuck daddy standing near the stadium exit.

Her smile said everything. The flag girl princess had willingly become his fuck toy tonight. Misty loved knowing that her pussy and ass were full of his liquid, and that only the two of them knew about it.

That is until Samantha Frost saw Misty looking at the alpha male from across the field.

Samantha immediately could tell.

He had conquered her.

Aware of how flexible Misty was, Samantha just knew that he had spread her best friend's legs wide open and fucked her in multiple obscene positions, after pumping her pussy with her own flagpole of course... his little kink that all of the color guard girls were learning about first hand.

Samantha smiled to herself and then whispered her discovery into Chasidy's ear. The two previously conquered color guard sluts looked knowingly at each other, each remembering how he had taken them as well.

"I'll bet he absolutely reamed her with that massive cock of his," Samantha commented.

"Jealous?" Chasidy smiled slightly, "only two more to go now."

Samantha cocked her head to one side cutely.

"Think he can do it?"

Chasidy's naughty eyes said everything.

Only two color guard girls remained undefiled... the quiet virgin... and the savvy captain.

"You actually WANT him to pull it off don't you?" Samantha put her hands on her hips.

"Oh yes," Chasidy flashed her smile.

Tonight, however, it had been Misty's pussy that he had taken, and as the crowned color guard princess walked gracefully off the field, with her legs, her tits, and her ass sore from being taken so forcefully, she glanced over to the stadium exit where the gorgeous guy who had fucked her every hole just an hour ago had been standing.

He was gone.

Misty knew he had already gotten everything he wanted from her.

NEXT EPISODE: KINKING KELLY

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A lot of time went into writing this chapter, so please be kind with any comments or feedback. If you're going to be mean, don't bother because I won't respond, I'll just delete the comment. My stories are for people who appreciate the immense work and effort that goes into creating this content. If you enjoyed this story, please have fun reading my other stories as well. I hope all of you remember to love yourselves as well as others. - xoxo Daphne.