JESSIE POV
And that’s how the rest of the term went.
Not just Kira.
The whole f*****g cheer squad.
It started small. Kira couldn’t keep her mouth shut about how good it felt, how she’d never come so hard in her life. She whispered it to the others during practice, late-night sleepovers, group chats. They laughed at first, calling her crazy.
Then they got curious.
And also the book helped too, since I added that I wanted them to, wanted them addicted, craving, unable to resist. One line in the black leather pages, written late at night while my new c**k throbbed under the covers:
I want the entire cheer squad to become my s****l slaves, obsessed with my c**k, desperate for my degradation and my c*m.
The next day they started showing up, eyes glassy, thighs clenched, begging with
