This choice: The Cheerleader's come calling • Go Back...Chapter #4The Cheerleader's come calling by: Jess345   https://www.writing.com/main/interact/it... This chapter pick up immediately after the events of the linked chapter.
Brielle and Ellen smiled as they away from Madison and Jazmin. Ellen guided Brielle over to the room her and Madison shared. "Well, I need to change undies before we head out," said Ellen as she unzipped her suitcase, bent over and began rummaging around inadvertently waving her bubble butt in Brielle's face. Brielle couldn't resist, slid over and grabbed the waistband of the busty brunette's white panties giving them a light tug as she did. "C'mon dude, we just got wedgied and spanked for an entire morning," whined Ellen. Brielle tugged on the panties a little more before putting her head on Ellen's neck and saying "I just want to make sure you're okay dating a top bully."
Ellen slowly removed Brielle's hand from her waistband, turned and replied "I'm not." Brielle's face fell and Ellen smirked "I am however happy dating big ol' sissy who also happens to a hot piece of ass." Ellen emphasized this by slapping Brielle's ass before giving her a quick harsh wedgie with her yellow frilly panties. Ellen burst into giggles when she saw Brielle's irritated face. "You are SUCH an ass," yelled Brielle as she playfully slapped at Ellen's shoulders. After a few slaps Ellen caught Brielle's hands and pulled the pale beauty in for a kiss. Brielle sunk into it and allowed it to happen enjoying a few minutes of kissing. As they pulled apart Ellen whispered "Assume the position."
"No!"
"You owe me sissy, you didn't put any fight up against Jazmin!"
"It was a bad showing, but that doesn't mean I owe you a wedgie!"
"It does here at Camp Isabella. You need to learn plus don't you feel bad to doing such a bad job that your poor little girlfriend endured hundreds of spanks and wedgies?"
Brielle rolled her eyes and turned towards the wall, placing her hands on while spreading her legs. "Stick out your big bubbly butt like you did for Jazmin," ordered Ellen. Brielle obeyed, her butt jiggling even with at little effort. "This thing is hypnotizing..." Ellen said as she cupped Brielle's butt and jiggled it around. After a couple minutes of playing with Brielle's butt Ellen yanked Brielle's shorts down to her ankles and getting a shudder from the blonde girl. Ellen grabbed onto the waistband of Brielle's still partially wedgied panties,leaned in and whispered "Jazmin was right, I do like losers."
"Owie Owie EEEP!" Brielle squealed and screamed as Ellen gave her a vicious wedgie repeatedly jerking the undies, forcefully bouncing Brielle up and down. As she did Ellen made sure to knead Brielle's big soft buttocks and kiss her neck to remind her this was all in fun. After five minutes the sound of popping threads began. "Ell, stop your going to-" *SHRRRRP* "...rip them." Brielle moaned as she removed her shredded undies. "Looks like you'll need some new panties too. Bring your suitcase over here and I'll help you choose them.
Brielle dragged in her underwear suitcase and was greeted by a freshly changed Ellen. Ellen helped her carry the suitcase to the middle of the room before giddily clapping her hands. "Alright princess of mine, let's do this," exclaimed Ellen. Brielle winced as Ellen unzipped the suitcase and opened it up. Ellen's eyes went wide and her jaw dropped as she dug through the contents of the suitcase. "Bri, this is insane," exclaimed Ellen, " 'Sweet Cheeks' 'Sissy' 'Spank Me' 'THICC' 'Big Booty' and dozens of 'princess' variations. These are the most embarrassing undies ever! Custom things that say 'Princess Brielle!" What gives?"
Brielle sighed before launching into the story of her relationship with Bonnie and the hand-me-downs as well as the punishments for not obeying. After she was finished telling Ellen, Ellen look shell-shocked. "I can't be-lieve it. I just can't," muttered Ellen. Brielle gave her a bemused look and replied, "Lot's of people are bullied by their big sisters, fellow wedgie bitch of cabin 12."
"No, not that. The fact that Bonnie Williams is your sister."
"So?"
"So, when people figure it out you are going to have a huge target on your back! Bonnie is the best wedgier this camp has EVER seen, statistically anyways. Getting her little sister is gonna be worth some big time cred."
"Fucking Bonnie...even gets me when she isn't here. What's the worst that could happen?
"They'll try and zero you."
"Zero?"
"They are going to try and hold you to zero wedgies given all summer. The lowest on record so far is 3."
"So what if they miraculously hold me to zero wedgies?"
"If they do you'll be coming back here for the next three years as the camp wedgie bitch! Wedgies all summer from everyone...even the Math Camp!"
"Okay that would be awful, BUT I've already dodged it by wedgieing Jazmin."
"Uh-uh. First off wedgie counts don't start until after all the traditions are done, so another day and half or so. Second cabin mates don't count."
"Well, that sucks, but whatever it's one wedgie to give how hard could that be?"
Ellen nodded "You're right. Let's go practice and find some losers to wedgie!" Ellen sprung to her feet and tossed Brielle two pink pieces of fabric "Put 'em on and lets go!" Brielle grumbled when she saw what Ellen had picked but saw no use in arguing. Brielle slid the pink panties with white frills and "Spoiled Princess" written on the seat with a silver tiara on each side of the writing and one on the front of the panties. Brielle blushed when she heard the click of a phone camera and spun around in annoyance to face the smug visage of Ellen as she pointed her phone at Brielle. "Say cheese," said Ellen as she snapped a pic of Brielle from the front capturing her pink bra with a tiara on each cup, "Perfect Princess! Don't worry these are just for me." Brielle stuck her tongue out and finished dressing.
Ellen was moving threw the trees and brush around the Volleyball Camp looking for victims to wedgie. Brielle did her best to mimic Ellen's path and stay as quiet as possible. after a few minutes Ellen held up her hand and pointed to a lone black haired skinny cheerleader leaning against a tree. "She's mine," whispered Brielle. Ellen shook her head "No way, finders keepers, but let's make this interesting. I'll wedgie her and you get the next one. Whoever gives the better wedgie wins. Loser has to do a forfeit of the winner's choice deal?" "Deal." Ellen tensed up and then exploded towards the cheerleader with such speed that the cheerleader didn't even get a chance to scream before Ellen was upon her. Ellen grabbed the skirt of the girls uniform and lift it up and over her head, but left it on so that it bound her arms, blinded her and completely exposed her red spankies and bra. Ellen grabbed the front and back of the girl's underwear, gave Brielle a smirk and began giving the poor girl a bouncing squeaky clean wedgie getting a series of muffled screams from her victim as she bounced her for a full five minutes. Ellen set the girl down and then grabbed the back of her waistband, yanked up and got her in an atomic wedgie in less than 30 second pinning her uniform over her head. Ellen slapped her on the ass and watched the girl blindly run off into the trees. Brielle gave her girlfriend a kiss and said "That shouldn't be too hard to beat..."
Ellen and Brielle had just begun searching again when they heard a prissy voice coming from the middle of Volleyball Camp, "We are, like, looking for Brielle Williams! So, like, just get out here now, kay?" Ellen shook her head at Brielle and the two girls stayed hidden until the voice started up again, "We are, totally, invoking the cheerleader's right of um tradition, got that volley-bitches?"
"Okay now we gotta go, princess," said Ellen, "I get the feeling this isn't gonna be good for you." Brielle was shaking with nervousness "You think I'm being selected by the cheer-losers?" Ellen nodded sadly.
By the time Ellen and Brielle made it to the voices three of the most senior volleyball girls were also there with the eight cheerleaders who had stormed the camp. The cheerleaders all looked as snotty as possible. Brielle recognized Kayla among them and gulped as she had wedgied, swirlied and abused Kayla on a near daily basis at Jefferson High. Kayla gave Brielle a dark smirk and an ominous wave. The head cheerleader spoke again, "Like, we, like demand Brielle Williams as the volley-bitch nerd for this year's tradition." The tallest volleyball girl nodded and said in a terse tone "Proof?" The cheerleader snapped and a laptop was produced. Much to Brielle's humiliation the played the footage of her solving a math problem, arguing about nerdy books, not being able to kick a soccer ball and getting pantsed in humiliating panties.
"You were stalking me?!" yelled Brielle. The cheerleaders all giggled at her and nodded. Ellen squeezed her hand reminding her to settle down. The volleyball trio conferred and the tall one spoke again "Accepted. She is yours." Brielle's mouth open and closed like a fish until Ellen pulled her in close and whispered, "It will be fine. It's just one night and nothing else will be as bad as tonight for the rest of the summer." Brielle nodded "Do you still want to date me now that I'm a nerd?" "I want to date your dorky bubblebutt even more now that I'm the cool one." They kissed again and Ellen turned back right as the cheerleaders were taking Brielle by the shoulder.
"By the way because you didn't wedgie anyone here technically you forfeit. I'll spend the night coming up with your punishment," teased Ellen. Brielle stuck her tongue out at her as she was dragged to her fate.
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