Spanked in Front of the Cheerleaders - Sex Stories

Spanked in Front of the Cheerleaders

Pete was alone in the school weight room once again, waiting for cheer practice to finish. The weight room shared a wall with the girl's locker room, and so far, the hole in the upper corner of the room had gone unnoticed. Pete had made it a habit to be working out when the cheerleaders were changing and showering. Hearing the locker room door open was his queue. He took a quick look down the school hall to make sure the coast was clear before quietly making his way to the hole in the wall.

He had to step up on the bench press to peek through the hole. It didn't take long for him to get hard watching the girls strip down. He put his hand down his pants and began stroking his dick while he watched the cheer captain shower. "Uhh, what the hell are you doing!?" a voice echoed loudly through the empty room. Panicked, Pete quickly removed his hand from his pants and looked to his left to see Mrs. Anderson, the girl's P.E. teacher standing in the doorway.

He jumped down from the bench and stammered out an excuse. "I-I was just stretching against the wall and had an itch." She walked over to the bench ignoring his obvious lie. He tried standing in her way, but she blew past him, stepping up on the bench and looking through the hole. He knew he was busted, and that now would be the best time to bolt. Instead, he stood frozen in place.

Still standing on the bench, towering over him, she stared at him with a menacing look for what seemed like a full minute before quietly and ...

... firmly speaking. "If I turn you in, you'll just be suspended and get out of going to class for a couple of weeks. That is not nearly enough punishment for what you've done. You violated these girls, and I'm going to make sure you pay dearly for that. Sit down on the bench. I'll be right back."

Pete sat down on the bench, his stomach churning as he watched Mrs. Anderson walk out of the room. She was a strong active woman who prided herself in keeping fit to be an example to the young women she was teaching every day. He knew this was his last chance to run, but the deep guilt he felt kept him seated. Mrs. Anderson walked back into the room followed by the cheerleaders.

His stomach sunk as he watched all the girls file in one by one looking at him. All he could do was look down to the floor. "Please line up against the wall so you can all see Pete here," Mrs. Anderson instructed the girls. Turning back to him, she continued. "What were you doing when I walked in here five minutes ago?"

"Working out," he said sullenly, knowing that wasn't the answer she was looking for.

Anger flashed across her face. "What were you doing!?" she asked through gritted teeth.

He looked at the girls watching him and looked down in shame. "Watching the girls in the locker room," he mumbled quietly.

"Speak up, so everyone can hear you," she said coldly. He repeated himself louder. An audible gasp emitted from the group of girls. Mrs. Anderson continued, "And what were you doing with ...