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 �>�Poor Little Cassie by Demonhead Copyright�(C) 2021 by Demonhead

   Chapter 14: The Recruit  -" Prep Work

   I woke up Saturday morning very sore.  It was funny that a bunch of old
teachers wore out my young body.  I hurt the morning after my Carl visit
but that was understandable, they beat the shit out of me and used those
fucking jumper cables on me.  I shivered when I thought about that and that
was enough to allow me to come to terms with the fact that a bunch of my
teachers fucked me in the library.  It would be interesting having to study
in there now.  I was just a sophomore and now what was going to happen the
next three years?  I could feel my anxiety ramping up and I grabbed my
phone.

    -�Hey baby, how are you? -� My mom said as she answered.

    -�Not so good, momma. -� I said.

    -�What -(TM)s wrong, honey? -� She said.

   I told my mom the details of everything that had happened to me the last
week.  She listened and let me talk.  I finished and took a deep breath.

    -�I am so sorry, honey.  How can I help? -� Mom said.

    -�It just feels good to tell someone.  Mom, I thought I would be safe
here but now I think it may be worse than home.  They are my teachers, and
the leader of it all seems to be my cheer coach. -� I said, my voice
breaking.

    -�You tell me baby when you want me to take you away from all this. -�
Mom said and I caught a glimpse of the two of us on a beach somewhere, out
of Tony -(TM)s reach.

    -�Mom, he would find us and hurt us both.  I would never forgive myself
if I caused him to hurt you. -� I said.

    -�What about you, sweetie? -� She said.

    -�I will be fine, mom.  It is not good, but no one has hurt me, they
are all older and it is just sex.  Tony pretty much got me used to that. 
The thing I worry about the most is how my teachers will treat me in class
now, that is stupid, right? -� I said.

    -�No, that is not stupid. -� Mom said and I took a breath.  It was nice
to hear someone say I am not crazy.

    -�How are dad and the boys? -� I said.

    -�They are good. -� She said.

    -�How are you, mom? -� I said.

    -�I am fine sweetie. -� She said.

    -�Has he messed with you? -� I said.

    -�Not lately, but dad is playing poker tonight and Tony is picking me
up. -� Mom said.

    -�Oh mom, no. -� I said.

    -�It -(TM)s ok baby, it -(TM)s just sex like you said.  If you can stay
strong with what -(TM)s happening to you, I can stand one night with Tony.
He -(TM)s taking me to dinner so I will have that at least. -� She said.

    -�Please call me tomorrow so I know you are ok. -� I said.

    -�I will sweetie, now you get some rest, and I will talk to you
tomorrow. -� Mom said.

    -�Love you mom. -� I said.

    -�Love you too, baby girl. -� She said and I hung up.

   I laid in bed and looked at the ceiling.  How did we get into this mess?
I wondered if it was pre-determined for us.  I knew it was for me, Tony
pretty much said he was waiting for me to turn 16 before he started fucking
me.  That was big of him.  I wonder if he did this to other women.  That
was something I had never thought of before.  I remembered all the wives at
the Christmas party, was he fucking some of them as well?

   I spent the remainder of the weekend thinking about Tony and my mom and
not enough on my schoolwork.  I was so behind that I spent most of Sunday
night working.  My week went as good as could be expected.  My teachers
looked at me differently, but they didn -(TM)t mess with me in class like
coach promised.  I recognized a couple of the other teachers that were
there that night as I walked down the hall.  They smiled at me but didn
-(TM)t say anything.  It just felt weird to know they fucked me multiple
times a couple of days ago and I was pretty sure they would do it again in
the future.

   My office work with Mr.  Pennington basically involved me taking off my
shirt.  He really did like my boobs.  Some days he would just look at them
and then lick and suck them a little.  He did fuck me twice during the
week, bent over his desk both times.  I only had to suck him off twice as
well.  With my life lately that seemed like a light week.  All in all, not
so bad.  Much better than a week with Tony.

   Cheer practice was good, I was getting closer to Jennifer.  She was
really sweet, and she was a hell of a flyer.  We were both getting stupid
height on our stunts and coach was very excited.  Coach was relatively well
behaved all week as well.  He made a couple of crude remarks out of earshot
of anyone else.  I felt like he did that to just remind me of my place.  He
did not want me to forget that he owned me and my pussy and he could use
either of us any time he wanted.  Despite that we had a great week of
practice, and I was getting excited about our first competition in two
weeks.

   Friday came around and things changed, big surprise.  I didn -(TM)t find
out until Friday afternoon after practice.  Coach called me over as we were
starting toward the dressing room.  I walked over and he told me to follow
him, we went to his office, and he closed the door.  I was hoping the fact
that I was very sweaty would discourage him from anything sexual.  I was
wrong when he told me to take off my top.  I sighed and pulled my sweaty
top over my head.  My breasts bounced out and he smiled.

    -�Those tits constantly amaze me. -� He said and looked back down at
some papers on his desk.

    -�Thanks, I guess. -� I said, feeling a little annoyed.

   Why was I always topless in everyone -(TM)s office?  I realized quickly
that was a stupid question.  I felt like he was almost ignoring me as he
shuffled some papers on his desk.  It was a very messy desk.

    -�Fuck, where is that paper?  Oh, here it is. -� He said and pulled a
single paper out.  I was glad that my tits helped him find his paper, maybe
he was done with me?

    -�Ok, first of all.  Do you have a nice dress, or do we have to go
shopping? -� He said and looked at me.

    -�What kind of dress? -� I asked.

    -�One that you would wear to a nice club? -� He said and I nodded.  My
little black dress was never far away.

    -�Good, nice shoes? -� He said.

    -�Yeah, not high heels though but they go with the dress. -� I said.

    -�Cool, I will trust you with those details. -� He said.

    -�Are you just interested in my wardrobe or is there a point to this?
-� I said and he looked up slowly.

    -�Tone it down, princess.  I like the fire, but I still own your little
ass and I can make it way more difficult for you around here if you piss me
off too much. -� He said sternly.

    -�Sorry, I am just tired and sweaty. -� I said and he looked back down.

    -�Here is my point, as you say.  Clearbrook has a little project for
us. -� He said.

   Clearbrook was the local college just down the road.  They were D2 and
were known for their strong athletic program.  We worked out with their
cheer squad occasionally, we were better than them even though we were just
a high school, but most of their girls were nice and helpful.  We also went
to an occasional cheer clinic there, they had a massive budget and they
brought in some nice people.

    -�What kind of project? -� I said.

    -�They need assistance with a football recruit.  This guy. -� He said
and held out a picture.

   I took the picture, and it was a head shot of a black guy.  He looked a
little mean, but you could never really tell from a picture.  He did remind
me a little of Carl.  I caught a shiver and looked up at my coach.

    -�I guess he is a big deal, he entered the transfer portal after he got
kicked off his last team and supposedly everyone is after him. -� Coach
said.

    -�Why does Clearbrook think they have a shot, they are D2. -� I said.

    -�Wow, our little princess knows her shit.  Obviously, you are more
than a nice set of tits. -� He said and I suddenly remembered I was sitting
there without a shirt.  He smiled as he saw the revelation on my face.

    -�It seems he has an attitude issue, and no one knows where he will end
up.  Clearbrook figures they have a good a shot as any, they won it all two
years ago, so they have a little more stroke than most. -� He said and I
looked back at the picture.  His head suddenly looked really big, and I
could see the attitude in his eyes.

    -�What can we do to help with that? -� I said and coach smiled.

    -�Well, you are going to convince him to go to Clearbrook. -� He said
and I sighed.

    -�Do they really think he is going to decide on a school based on
pussy? -� I said.

    -�You have a remarkable pussy, sweetie, so yes, that is the idea. 
Anyway, I owe the AD a favor so I told him we would give it a shot. -� He
said.

   I looked back at the picture and wondered how hard it would be.  He
fucks me and then he goes to another D1 school.  I could do this, just
needed to fuck a black guy, been there, done that.

    -�So, here is how this works.  You get him to commit to Clearbrook and
you get two weeks of freedom. -� He said and I looked up.

    -�What if I can -(TM)t do it? -� I said.

    -�Then those two weeks won -(TM)t be any fun for you.  I will have you
on your back or your knees every day, all day.  You will not go to class or
maybe not even sleep, just cheer practice and fucking.  How does that
sound? -� He said and I groaned.

    -�Coach, he is a D1 player, this is almost impossible. -� I said.

    -�Yeah, that almost part is what you need to work with baby girl.  I
have been in your pussy, so I have a lot of faith in you.  Now, go get a
shower.  We have a meeting with the Clearbrook AD at 6:00.  You need to
wear something nice, just look like a cute college coed.  Get dressed and
meet me back here at 5:30. -� He said.

   I stood up and he looked up.  He had an evil look in his eye.  I took a
deep breath.

    -�Before you go, I need you to suck me off.  Those tits are deadly. -�
He said and slid his chair back.

   I walked around and knelt, I pulled down his shorts and grabbed his
cock. I sucked him deep right away and moved my hand up and down his shaft.
He moaned.

    -�God, you are so good at this.  This won -(TM)t take long; I can
-(TM)t get the image of that big black bull rutting between your pretty
legs.  I hope we can get it taped; we could make a lot of money with
something like that. -� He said and I licked and sucked his head.

   He was right, I barely got it back in my mouth before he blasted his
first load.  I swallowed a lot but some of it ran out of my mouth and down
my chin.  I pulled back to swallow and the second rope hit my upper chest.
I continued to move my hand on him, and he fired another rope across my
chest.  I licked him clean and stood up.  I reached for my top.

    -�Leave the top, I want to think about you walking to the dressing room
with those babies bouncing around.  My cum on them only enhances the image.
-� He said and I sighed.

   I turned and left his office.  I walked to the dressing room slowly. 
The halls were empty luckily, the only person that saw me was Mr.  Johnson,
the janitor.  He was mopping the hall outside the dressing room.  He nodded
to me as I walked by, he had seen me naked and fucked me last week, so it
didn -(TM)t faze me that he saw my tits again.  I was not sure he could
tell they were covered in cum, not that it mattered.

   It was only 4:00, I had plenty of time.  I stripped and took a warm
shower.  I stood under the water and started to think about fucking a black
college guy.  Why did I have to do it, they didn -(TM)t have any college
girls that could fuck him?

   I picked out a white button shirt and a pair of black leggings.  I put
on a white lace bra and the matching panties.  I straightened my blonde
hair and brushed it.  It was shiny and looked good hanging over my
shoulders.  He said cute college coed, I looked in the mirror and I thought
I had that nailed.  I opened two buttons on the shirt, it didn -(TM)t show
any cleavage but there was a lot of skin showing on my upper chest and it
made the shirt hang unevenly on my shoulders, I knew guys liked that look.
I slipped on some ankle socks and my sneakers.  I thought I looked really
cute, not like a slut at all.  It felt nice.

   I walked slowly back to my coach -(TM)s office.  Mr.  Johnson was now
cleaning the hallway in front of coach -(TM)s office.  He smiled big as he
saw me, I looked a lot different than I did an hour ago.  I smiled back and
remembered his cock; I would not mind seeing that thing again.  I felt a
shiver run through me.  I opened coach -(TM)s door and he looked up.

    -�Wow, nice work, you look fucking hot. -� Coach said and I walked in.

    -�Hold on, just need to send this one email.  We got a good chance at a
new girl for next year, she is very good and would fit in good with you and
Jennifer. -� He said as he typed.

   I sat in the chair and waited.  He finished and closed his laptop.  He
looked at me and smiled.

    -�You really are a knockout; I am so glad you are on my team. -� He
said and stood up.

   I stood up and followed him out of the office.  Mr.  Johnson was now
right near the door.  He stopped and looked at us.

    -�Hey Willie, she cleans up nice, doesn -(TM)t she? -� Coach said.

    -�Yes sir, Coach Mike.  Miss Cassie, you look very pretty tonight. -�
He said and nodded.

    -�Thank you, Willie. -� I said sweetly.

    -�Oh, I almost forgot, she did take a liking to you last week if I
remember.  We need to get you two together again, would you like that
Cassie? -� Coach said.  I looked up at him and then at Mr.  Johnson.

    -�Yes, that would be nice. -� I said softly and Mr.  Johnson smiled
big.

    -�See there, Willie, you have a girlfriend, and she may be the
prettiest girl in school. -� Coach said and turned to leave.

    -�Yes, sir, I think she is. -� Willie said and I smiled as we walked
away.

   We got to his car and started driving to Clearbrook.  He looked over at
me.

    -�We are having dinner with the AD.  He is an old friend of mine; he
will fill you in on the details.  You will meet the young man tomorrow; we
need him to sign by Sunday morning.  Everyone knows if he leaves campus he
won -(TM)t come back.  We are lucky he even agreed to a visit. -� Coach
said.

    -�No pressure. -� I said and looked out the window.  Coach laughed.

   We pulled up to the school and walked into the building.  It was the
athletic hall, and it was very nice.  They did have a lot of money at this
school.  We walked into a large office and an older man looked up from
behind his desk.  He stood up and coach walked up to him, and they hugged.

    -�Mike, it is good to see you.  I heard you landed on your feet and
then I found out it was in my back yard. -� The man said and shook coach
-(TM)s hand.

    -�Yes, I was happy about that as well.  We have done some great things
together. -� Coach said.

    -�Yes, we have, and we have a chance to do another one. -� The man said
and looked at me.

    -�Oh, Johnny, this is Cassie. -� Coach said and stepped back.

   The man held out his hand and I shook it.

    -�She sure is a pretty little thing. -� Johnny said and coach laughed.
I looked at coach, I am 5 -(TM)4 -� and not the smallest on the team.

    -�You know what they say about dynamite. -� Coach said and sat in one
of the chairs.  I sat in the other one.

    -�Mike, you sure about this, this boy is a grown man. -� Johnny said.

    -�I have complete faith in our little princess.  I think she will bring
it home. -� Coach said and the man looked at me again.

    -�Well, it will be different.  Everyone is throwing the sluts and
skanks at him.  We will pique his interest, if anything. -� Johnny said.

    -�I had heard about all the other visits, are there any rumors? -�
Coach said.

    -�He is keeping pretty quiet, but the popular theory is that he will
just sign with Bama and be one and done unless someone changes his mind. -�
Johnny said.

    -�Well, let -(TM)s change his mind then. -� Coach said and looked at
me.

   Bama?  I am supposed to fuck a guy and make him go to a D2 school over
Bama?  I know I am cute and obviously I have gotten pretty good at fucking
and sucking with all my practice lately but really?  I don -(TM)t think I
am that good.  Coach and Johnny are looking at me like I am a savior.  I
think I am going to be on my back for two weeks.  I sighed.

    -�So, I am starved, let -(TM)s go get some grub and I will fill you in
on what we have. -� Johnny said and stood up.

   We rode to the restaurant, and they talked like old friends while I sat
alone in the big back seat, pussy for hire.  The restaurant was very nice,
and the prices were extravagant.  I looked up at Johnny and he smiled.

    -�Get whatever you want sweetheart.  I am hoping your work tomorrow
will be worth much more than a nice meal. -� He said and smiled.

   I decided to go along with the savior role they wanted me to play.  I
ordered a steak, and it was arguably the best meal I have ever had.  I
guess sometimes it pays to be a slut.  I also had a cr�"me brule for
dessert and it was mouth-watering.  I was a happy girl.

    -�Ok, sweetie, here is the scoop.  You will have access to an apartment
on campus, we will stop by when we leave here and give you the key.  You
will move anything you need into there in the morning, Mike will drive you
over. -� He said and I nodded.

   An apartment?  Wow, I am a high-class slut now, I have an apartment.

    -�Coach Smith will be picking up Marcus at the airport tomorrow morning
at 10:00.  He will show him around the facilities, introduce him to some of
the guys and do his best to impress. -� He said and I nodded again.

    -�We need you to meet us in the weight room around 12:00, have on
workout clothes.  We will give him to you at that point and then it is all
up to you.  You will have a credit card and you can spend as much as you
want to entertain our boy.  Please don -(TM)t take him to Paris or
anything. -� He said and I laughed.

    -�Theta Xi is having a formal tomorrow night.  A lot of our guys are
part of that frat.  Take him to that and play it by ear after that. -� He
said.

    -�Ok, how will I get to the frat party, I don -(TM)t have my license
yet. -� I said and Johnny snapped his head around.

    -�Shit, honey, how old are you? -� He said.

    -�16, sir. -� I said and he slumped in his chair.

    -�Fuck, Mike, really?  She -(TM)s just a kid. -� Johnny said.

    -�You said you wanted something different, I guarantee you nobody has
thrown a 16-year-old in front of him and definitely not one that looks like
this. -� Mike said.

    -�Well, yeah, because it is kind of illegal. -� Johnny said.

    -�Since when has that stopped us? -� Coach said.

    -�I don -(TM)t know Mike.  This guy is the best left tackle in the
country, he is slated to go first round eventually.  This is really
important to us. -� Johnny said and shook his head slowly.

    -�Tell you what, how about a friendly wager to make it interesting. -�
Coach said and Johnny laughed.

    -�You and your bets. -� Johnny said.

    -�If she gets him, you give me your head cheerleader for a weekend at
the cabin. -� Coach said.  I knew their head cheerleader; she was really
pretty and very nice.

    -�And if she doesn -(TM)t? -� Johnny said.

    -�Then you get Cassie for a weekend at the cabin, anything goes, just
make sure she can still walk afterwards. -� Coach said and Johnny looked at
me.  I did not like the sound of that.

    -�So, you want me to go to jail? -� Johnny said.

    -�Isn -(TM)t Billy the chief of police?  I think you will be fine. -�
Coach said.

   Johnny looked at me and I felt like I was the injured antelope with the
lions walking around me.  A weekend at a cabin and anything goes.  What the
fuck does that mean?  I looked at Johnny and wondered if he was capable of
hurting me like Carl did.  I didn -(TM)t think so, but this was getting
serious quickly.

    -�Fuck, what have we got to lose; this is a long shot anyway. -� Johnny
said and coach smiled.

    -�You will not be sorry, and you may as well start prepping that
smoking little brunette. -� Coach said.

    -�You are very confident, is she really that good? -� Johnny said and
he looked at me again.

    -�Johnny, win or lose, you will find that out for yourself eventually.
-� Coach said and Johnny smiled.  I took a deep breath, another old guy I
get to fuck, goodie.

    -�Let -(TM)s blow this pop stand. -� Johnny said and stood up.

   We followed him out of the restaurant, and he drove us to a pretty
building.  We walked in and took the elevators to the fourth floor.  He
took us to the door at the end of the hall and opened it.  The apartment
was amazing.  The furniture looked expensive and very comfortable.  The
kitchen was massive, but I hoped I wouldn -(TM)t be expected to cook.  We
walked into the bedroom and there was a king size bed.  I knew I would be
expected to use this.  The bathroom was bigger than my dorm room, there was
a walk-in shower and it looked really cool.  I would definitely be using
that.

   We walked back into the living room, and we sat at the big dining room
table.  Johnny slid the keys over to me and a credit card.

    -�Ok, Mike, I will have a rental car delivered to campus tomorrow
morning.  It will be in this parking lot.  I will have them bring the keys
to the apartment.  I will have them deliver it by 10:00, is that ok? -�
Johnny said.

    -�Not a problem. -� Coach said.

    -�Ok, sweetie, you just make up a story, so he has to drive.  I will
make sure the car is nice so he will get a kick out of that. -� Johnny said
and I nodded.

   We left the apartment and drove back to the athletic center.  Coach
hugged him again and he shook my hand and wished me good luck.  I realized
when he was looking at me that he was in a no-lose situation, either he
gets a D1 prospect at his little school or he gets to fuck me up all
weekend at a cabin.  I wasn -(TM)t sure what he was actually wishing for
when he shook my hand.

   Coach got in the car, and I slid in the passenger seat.  He looked at
me.

    -�What do you think? -� He said.

    -�I think I am going to be on my back for two weeks straight and then
Mr.  Johnny is going to do God -(TM)s knows what to me for an entire
weekend at some cabin. -� I said and smiled, and he laughed.

    -�We have to work on your optimism before competitions start. -� He
said and started driving back to campus.

   He dropped me off at my dorm and told me he would be picking me up at
9:30 in the morning.  I closed the car door and went to my room.  My
roommate was not there, probably with her new boyfriend.  I was happy to be
alone.  I was really worried about tomorrow.  All this betting and talk of
two weeks of punishment was distracting me from the fact that I was going
to be fucking a black college student tomorrow, a D1 athlete at that.  I
shivered as I sat on my bed.  I suddenly felt very young and very small.

   I pulled off my clothes, except for my panties and crawled under the
covers.  My mind immediately went to Carl and hanging from the ceiling as
he beat me with that board.  Then I thought of those jumper cables and how
they hurt my nipples so bad, aside from jolting my body with electricity. I
would be happy when that memory stopped being the first thing I thought of
when anything started going sideways.  However, when I thought of all that
it did not seem like tomorrow could be that bad, so I guessed it was a
useful memory, as painful as it was.  I hoped my small glimmer of hope didn
-(TM)t come back to bite me.  Shit, I hope he doesn -(TM)t bite me.  I
closed my eyes.