Revenge Upon The Head Cheerleader

S.M. Wolf

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_ Revenge Upon The Head Cheerleader , Rachel Panthera, Michael Leonus and all characters contained within the story are © S.M. Wolf. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or other anthropomorphic characters is purely unintentional. No portions of the story or the characters contained within is permitted without prior written permission of the author._

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The cheerleading meeting was over finally. Rachel Panthera stormed out of the gymnasium and headed for her dorm room. The tigress was furious that her subordinate cheerleaders had kept her at the gym late into the evening with their whining about not getting enough exposure during the games. Did they not realize that a diva such as her, the Head Cheerleader, had better things to do and larger concerns like which male she would bed that night?

Now it was well after dark and she would barely make it back to her dorm in time to meet up with her college's star quarterback. Not that it mattered that much. The lion might be a hunk, but he was getting on her nerves. He even seemed to think he deserved special attention from her just because they were dating! She planned to put him in his place and then get rid of him from her social life that weekend. She would love to see the crestfallen look on his face when she dismissed him as she had so many other unworthy males in the past.

Rachel was walking between two buildings when the street light suddenly went out. As her eyes were adjusting, she heard a sound behind her. Being a good size tigress, she was not particularly concerned. She turned and bared her teeth.

A dozen male wolves were tracking her. One lifted his muzzle and howled in an eerie wail that signaled that the hunt was on.

Rachel did the only thing she could. She turned and ran.

Rachel was scared. One wolf would have been kitty treats for her, but a pack was too much for a single unarmed tiger to handle. She wondered what they wanted anyway. The thought suddenly came to her mind that they might want her body rather than her money.

Rachel kept running. Her medium length black hair bounced with every step. She managed to outdistance the first group of wolves, but she heard a second howl off to her right. Another group was hunting her. Worse, the lights on campus were going on and off as she passed so she could never seem to quite get her eyes adjusted.

The wolves herded Rachel towards the north end of campus. She was breathing hard and found herself running down a tree lined sidewalk. She was looking over her right shoulder trying to pick out her pursuers from the shadows when something grabbed her left shoulder. She heard cloth rip and felt cool night air on her left shoulder. She caught a glimpse of a cheetah running away with a piece of her cheerleader outfit held high over his head. She recognized him from her freshman year. He was the star sprinter on the track team. Suddenly it occurred to her that several of the wolves behind her were also cross country team members, many that she had dated and dropped when they no longer interested her or displeased her in some manner.

When she reached the end of the sidewalk she paused to get her bearings. Another fur ran from the shadows and ripped off the right side of her short dress. The mongoose reversed course and retreated to the shadows before she could claw him.

Rachel was attacked several more times as the wolves drove her across campus. She started to recognize her attackers. They were members of the various sports teams - track, volleyball, basketball and others. Each would rip off a part of her cheerleader uniform and then retreat. Soon she was down to her panties and bra, and both of them had holes from the many attacks on her.

Throughout it all the wolves paced her. From their howls and yips she could tell that they were behind and on both sides of her. As they drove her through the campus she could hear the glee in their calls. They were enjoying her terror and helplessness.

Rachel reached the steps of the natatorium. She turned to her left and started to run, but out of the shadows advanced four hulking giants of furs.

Rachel squealed as she recognized the starting defensive line from the football team. She reversed course, but stopped dead as the starting offensive line appeared from the shadows. She backed up again.

The doors to the natatorium opened. Out strode a large lion. Rachel recognized her date for the night.

"Michael!" Rachel cried in surprise and relief. "Help me!"

Michael Leonus just looked down at the scared tigress and said, "Get her!"

Rachel turned back to run the way she had come, but she was tackled before she took three steps. She fought the fur on top of her as hard as she could, but the football players piled on her and quickly subdued her.

Rachel felt her arms pulled behind her. Somefur tied each of her wrists to her other arm's elbow with short lengths of cotton rope. She was forced to hold her arms folded behind her back. Another rope went around her ankles and tied them together.

Rachel continued to fight the furs. She lashed out with her feet, but they grabbed her legs and stopped that quickly.

"Stop fighting, or we'll put you in a hogtie!" a voice snarled in her right ear. Rachel stopped her thrashing.

"Damn you, Michael! I am going to kill you for this. When I get free I am going to make you rue the day your sire covered your dam! I'll-"

"Shut up or I'll ram a gag so deep down your throat you'll need a gynecologist to get it out!"

The other football players laughed at the shock on Rachel's face.

"What?! Did you think I didn't know what you had planned for me tonight? Why do you think I went to all this work to get you here? Now for a little revenge on you...

"Bring her!" Michael ordered the linefurs.

Rachel was picked up and taken into the natatorium. They went through the lobby and into the high diving room. Bleachers lined three sides of the pool. On the fourth were the diving boards for one, three and ten meters. The pool itself was about sixty feet square and twenty feet deep. She could clearly see the bottom through the crystal clear water.

The football players carried her to the steps of one of the one meter diving boards. Rachel screamed and began to fight frantically when she saw what awaited her there.

On the floor was a spreader bar with wide black latex cuffs attached to the ends with large metal rings. It would have been bad enough if they had simply planned to rape her, but the ends of the spreader bar were attached to heavy weights with large chains.

These furs meant to drown her!

The football players forced her down onto her belly. Several held her pinned to the tiled floor while others undid the rope about her ankles and spread her legs wide. She screamed as loud as she could all the time they secured the cuffs of the spreader bar to her ankles.

Another fur ran a couple of loops of rope around her neck. She thought he was going to choke her, but he just used the rope to tie her tail up high behind her. Still another used a knife to cut away the few remaining pieces of her clothing.

"Shut up, bitch, unless you want to die!" Michael yelled at Rachel.

Rachel stopped yelling but continued to whimper loudly and shake as she lay still on the cold tiles.

Michael held out a strange cylindrical device with a mouthpiece.

"We talked to some of the Ocean Engineering grads, and they came up with this little device. It is called a rebreather. It will let you breathe underwater for at least six hours.

"The chains come from the Materials Department. Those guys said they will dissolve in water after four hours and let you free. You can float up to the surface and make your way out of the pool and back to your room.

"If you keep your cool and don't lose your grip on the mouthpiece, you won't drown.

"You will get a couple of hours to think about how you have managed to piss off just about every fur on campus with your antics, though!"

Rachel realized that she had dated and dropped some of the geeks in both departments. Her eyes narrowed to slits. She would make sure both departments paid for helping Michael!

Michael put the rebreather in Rachel's mouth. It was a snug fit, but she would have no trouble keeping it in her mouth for a few hours. She had blown Michael for an entire night last weekend, and he was bigger than this thing.

Michael took out a nose clip from his pants and put it on Rachel's muzzle.

"This will keep the water out of your nose," Michael told her matter-of-factly.

"And this," Michael said as he pulled a set of swim goggles out of another pocket, "will keep your eyes from getting irritated from the chlorine in the pool."

Michael secured the goggles in place. Rachel glared at him the entire time he adjusted the goggles on her head.

"And finally," Michael said as he took out some swim ear plugs, "these will keep the water out of your ears so you do not get swimmer's ear."

Michael stuffed the large ear plugs into Rachel's ears. They muffled the sounds around her, but she could still hear some.

"Toss her in," Michael ordered the other furs.

Two of the rhinos picked her up. A couple of gorillas grabbed the weights. Together the four furs walked out to the very end of the one meter diving board with their captive. The board groaned under their combined weight, but it held.

The gorillas carefully sank the weights into the water. Rachel could feel them pulling her feet downwards.

"Have a pleasant swim, Rachel!" Michael called form the edge of the pool just before the rhinos dropped her into the water.

Rachel felt herself pulled down to the bottom of the pool. She almost panicked, but she managed to hold it together long enough not to lose the rebreather. As promised, it allowed her to breath. Quickly Rachel looked down at the chains attached to the weights. They were slowly bubbling. She was no expert, but she took that as a sign that they were starting to dissolve.

Rachel gave a big sigh. She was in a bad situation hanging about five feet off the bottom of the pool and fifteen feet from the edge, but she appeared to be in a survivable situation. Tigers did not mind water, so she would have no trouble being wet. All she had to do was stay calm and around midnight she would be back in her dorm room.

Rachel looked up at the male furs that had captured her. Several stood by the edge of the pool watching her. Once she settled down they walked away. Shortly afterwards the lights went out, and Rachel was left in total darkness to wait for her eventual release.

After the first few minutes Rachel managed to get her terror under control. The warm water helped a lot. It had a soothing effect on her. Soon her terror turned to anger and then rage. She thought of every single fur that had helped that night and began to plot her revenge against them. She would make them lament the day they crossed her!

Rachel was brought out of her reverie when she thought she felt something swim by her. She looked around, but in the darkness she could not see anything. She did seem to hear something in the distance. Maybe the filter had turned on. She did not care. She had plans to make and people to ruin! She would lay a path of destruction through the college that would dwarf Sherman's March to the Sea!

Suddenly the underwater lights in the pool came on. She blinked and looked around. She screamed at what she saw.

The entire Male Swim team was in the water with her. They had gathered in a semicircle in front of her where she could see them clearly.

Each of the twenty otters wore nothing but his pelt and a very large grin.

Each male was also sporting a full erection.

Rachel screamed into the rebreather again, but it did no good of course. Indeed, it only made the males smile even more at her discomfort. The otters began to circle the bound tigress like sharks sensing blood in the water. They started out well away from her at various depths. Slowly their circles tightened, and they swam ever closer to Rachel. Frantically she twisted around trying to keep the otters in view, but it was an impossible task.

The otters stopped closing on Rachel when they were about five feet from her. They began to wrap around her in a complex underwater dance that formed a ball with Rachel at the center. As each otter came even with her head he rolled over to display his erection to her view before heading to the surface to grab a quick breath and return to the underwater dance about Rachel. She was very aware of both the number and penis size of the males that surrounded her.

After each otter grabbed a breath they closed the ball even tighter. Rachel jumped as a webbed paw ran over her ass. She turned to her right and saw the swim team captain give her a leer. She had thrown him out of her bed when she learned he had a very large bone embedded in his cock. Rachel's eyes went wide as she suddenly realized all of the males circling her had bony penises as well.

Another paw ran over her lower right calf. She tried to twist away, but the paw ran up her leg to well above her knee. Webbed paws began to grope her arms and legs. They caressed her briefly and then were gone. Each time one touched her Rachel would flinch and try to pull away to no avail. She was helpless to stop their touches.

The caresses became longer and bolder. Paws ran over her back and belly. Several ran up her inner thighs. Eventually a pair of males grabbed her breasts and squeezed. Rachel screamed in anger, but she could do nothing else. She was powerless to prevent these males from having their way with her.

The males grinned at her reaction. They continued their play. Each ran their paws over her breasts and ass as they circled Rachel.

The swim team captain paused in front of Rachel. He reached down and groped her crotch. She stared him in the eyes as he slid his middle finger into her cunt. He knew just how to arouse her with his finger, and she felt her involuntary response to his touch. Her gaze conveyed pure hatred, but all he did was grin even broader as he felt the heat build within her loins.

The other otters followed their captain's lead and started to grope her cunt. A few even slid a paw under her tail to play with her ass hole. Despite her best efforts, Rachel found her body slowly responding to the physical stimulation. It was humiliating to have her slit open and her labia puff up and redden in response to the frequent stroking.

The swim team captain took two of the other otters to the surface with him. They paused there. Past the other otters groping her she could see the three speaking briefly before they dove again.

The two swim team members grabbed Rachel's tits and held her in place. The other otters backed away and floated in the water watching her. The captain slowly swam behind Rachel. She turned her head to follow him. He turned over onto his back and swam between her splayed legs belly-up. He looked up at her and smiled as he floated upwards and slipped his engorged cock into her wide open cunt.

The otter hung in the water watching Rachel for several seconds. She could feel his cock within her. It was covered with some natural oil that acted as a lubricant. No doubt she could thank his ancestors for that small mercy. His long bone was still uncomfortably solid in her cunt.

The swim team captain reached up and grabbed Rachel's large thighs. She could feel him flex his paws several times as he got a good hold on her.

With otterish speed and raw abandon the captain started thrusting hard and fast up into Rachel. She tried to get away, but between the three otters and the weights that held her down there was no place to go. She would have to wait for him to cum and release her.

After a minute the otter grunted and let loose with a large load in Rachel's cunt. At the same time a small orgasm ran through her body. She shivered in loathing at her body's reaction to her rape.

The swim captain withdrew and swam away from Rachel. She could see a bit of white jism float free from her cunt and drift away in the pool's currents.

Another otter swam underneath Rachel and took the captain's place. He fucked her as hard and as fast as his captain had before releasing her and swimming away. She tried to snarl down at him as her body came again. It was so degrading to be brought off by this rough behavior.

There was a steady parade of otters between Rachel's open legs. Each speedily used her and then swam on. She came repeatedly as the otters filled her cunt with their large erections. Several other otters took turns at holding her still. Each played with her breasts. Some took the opportunity to forcefully squeeze Rachel's large orbs painfully or twist them.

The captain swan underneath Rachel again. This time he swam under her from the front, not the back. She felt him grab her waist. She expected him to take her in the cunt from behind. Instead she felt a hard intruder at her tail hole. Her eyes grew wide in dismay. She struggled desperately, but the otters overwhelmed her and held her in place as the captain anally raped her. She was no anal virgin, but it was demeaning for Rachel to have her tail hole forced open and invaded by the captain's hard prick.

After the captain was done most of the remaining otters took their turn at her ass hole. At one point a half dozen otter floated in a line extending out from her crotch. Each lay belly-up in the water stroking his cock and watching Rachel being raped as he waited his turn.

Rachel thought her ordeal was approaching its end when the last of the otters waiting for her tail hole shot his load into her rectum and swam away. Her cunt and ass were both filled with white cum. The water around her waist was littered with small gobs of jism floating in the water as well. Both of her entrances were terribly sore from the repeated abuse of forced entry by the otters' bony penises. Rachel's head hung down in disgrace at the repeated rapes and her body's response.

The otters were not done yet, though.

One of the otters that had not taken her in the ass hole swam between her legs again. He grabbed her thighs and pressed his cock up into her pussy. Rachel felt another pair of webbed paws on her shoulders. The swim team captain was behind her. He grabbed her shoulders and slid his cock back up into her rear end again. Rachel screamed as she felt both her front and back doors being penetrated at the same time.

The pair of otters continued to thrust hard and fast for nearly two minutes before cumming. When they were done they were replaced with another pair of male otters who did a double penetration into her pussy. Rachel screamed as she was stretched painfully wide, but the otters did not even pause. Worse, Rachel experienced an intense orgasm when she felt the dual load of hot sperm filling her cunt.

The entire swim team paired off to take Rachel again. She was forced to endure their repeated penetrations. Worse for her, the swim team captain floated even with her face and just smiled as her muzzle contorted in a mixture of pain and occasional pleasure as each involuntary orgasm shook her entire body.

When the tenth pair was done the otters swam to the surface. Rachel felt not only the chains but the rings on the ends of the spreader bar fall apart. As promised, the metal had dissolved, and she was free.

Now it was time to get out of here and plot her revenge. She would destroy all those who did this to her!

Rachel floated upwards. She was severely hampered by the ropes holding her arms behind her. The swim team captain reappeared with a small knife. Rachel tried to get away from him, but he caught her easily and cut the ropes binding her wrists to her elbows. He swam back to the surface ahead of her.

Rachel ripped the goggles, nose clip and ear plugs from her head as she rushed to the surface. As she broke through the water into air she shrieked, "You assholes! When I get my paws on you I'll-!"

The overhead lights of the high diving room snapped on. The sound of laughter, cheers and clapping suddenly erupted and filled the natatorium.

Rachel blinked repeatedly and looked around in utter disbelief. The stands were filled with furs she had hurt, disgraced and humiliated as she marched through the campus population. Now they were cheering the otters as they did slow laps around the pool and laughing at her look of dismay.

Rachel turned her head. Up on the JumboTron was a replay of her last underwater double penetration being shown in slow motion. Half of the A/V department waved down at Rachel when they saw her looking up at their perch just under the screen. She remembered belatedly how she had made their lives a living hell when they had tried to give all of the cheerleaders equal time on television instead of focusing on Rachel.

Rachel began to cry a she realized her life on campus was ruined. All the nasty things she had done had come back to haunt her. Hundreds of furs were standing and cheering at her gang rape. They cheered her rapists as if they were conquering heroes, and Rachel realized that, in the eyes of most of these furs, they were the good guys who had humiliated the evil bitch in a daring coup.

Her cheerleading squad ran around the front of the bleachers and roused the crowd into a frenzy. Everyone was now staring at Rachel as she floated in the middle of the pool. She realized she still had to get out of the pool. Every fur would see her naked bedraggled body.

Covering herself as best she could Rachel swam over to the edge of the pool. Her tail was still tied to her neck, so she gave the assembled furs a prime view of her wide open, cum dripping cunt and ass hole as she clambered over the edge and onto the tiled floor. The other furs just laughed at Rachel's abused nether regions. She glanced back and saw a detailed close-up of them displayed on the JumboTron.

Rachel stood up and ran for the door. She wobbled noticeably as she crossed the twenty feet of tile. As her paw grabbed the handle, the entire crowd yelled in unison, "And don't come back!"

Rachel was never seen on campus or heard from again.