When Kate returned from the Ladies room, the men were all unusually quiet, and
that made her nervous. They had all been watching, waiting for her to come out.
She had re-adjusted her top and put her jeans back on, but as Mike had said,
she'd left her wet panties on. Mike and Jack were the only ones standing. Tom and
Ken were still sitting in the booth. They rested their elbows on the table she'd
had to lay on. The other men were all sitting on the stools mounted in front of
the long counter. They were all rotated around facing her. She slowly walked up
to the table. She noticed a big plastic container of margarine on the counter.
Mike had her little bag in his hand. He pulled a hairbrush out of it and handed
it to her. "Why don't you give your hair a brush Kate," he said. It seemed an odd
request and she looked around cautiously.. She reached out and took the brush.
She began running it through her hair. The men all watched. She saw Jack, who was
holding a wad of cash, walk over hand it over to Mike and then pick up the video
camera again. He pointed it at her. Once again she felt the adrenaline. Fear
welled up inside her again. She'd though t it was over. Now the sight of the wad
of cash really scared her. "Did you learn a lesson here, Kate?" asked Mike,
watching her. The brush stopped for a second, and then picked up speed again.
Something was going on. "Y...yes," she said reluctantly. She tried to brush her
hair as unsensuously as possible. "And what was that?" She felt choked. She knew
what he wanted to hear. "Ob..obedience." she finally uttered. "Obedience. That's
right." She finished with her hair. Despite her ordeal, she looked stunning. Her
beautiful dark hair picked up a luster from the brushing, and her full lips still
showed the red lipstick. The waterproof eye make-up held fast. She watched Jack
with the video camera as he walked around behind Mike. "Do you think you learned
your lesson Kate?" asked Mike. He smiled at her with intolerable smugness. Kate's
nervousness and frustration showed. "Y..yes," she replied. She noticed one of the
men at the counter shift in his seat. He reached down and readjusted his crotch.
She looked down at the floor. It was suddenly so quiet. "Are you sure?"
"Y...yes," she repeated. God she wanted out of there. Mike stepped forward and
held his hand out for the hairbrush. It took a minute to register what he wanted
before Kate reached out and handed it to him. "That's good," he said. He smiled
at her and held up the brush and looked at it. "Cause I'd hate to have to
discipline you again." A shiver went down Kate's spine. The brush would really
hurt. "I'll bet your bottom is really sore." Kate swallowed hard. Her mouth
became dry. Mike was toying with her even more cruelly than before. "Maybe we
better look at it?" She didn't answer. "Let's see," he said, "show us your
lesson. Why don't you turn around and show us your bottom, Kate." Oh God. It was
starting again. "...your bare bottom." In her time in the ladies room, she'd
almost managed to distance herself from this horrible incident and now it was
getting worse. She noticed the hairbrush in Mike's hand. Suddenly, they all
jumped. The tension was broken by the sound of the front door to the diner being
shaken. They all looked around to see that a group of about five people had
pulled up and were trying to get in. The peo ple stepped back, looking around for
a sign. A man cupped his hands together on the glass to try to see inside. Kate
almost wanted to cry for  help. Her heart started to beat, and she could feel a
scream welling up. She controlled it. She knew what would happen. Horrible
pictures of her being touched by gross old men would go arou nd the school, or
worse, the video of her getting a spanking in a public parking lot, or of her
with that ketchup bottle. Her parents would find out and she could never explain
it. Mike promised not to show them to anybod y, and she'd never heard anything
about the other girls, about any videos or pictures, so it seemed that he kept
his word on that score. She just had to make it through this nightmare weekend,
at least until they got to t he camp. She was sure she'd be safe once she was
with the other girls. Auggie walked up to the door and waved them off, shrugging
his shoulders as if to say there was some problem beyond his control. They could
hear the disappointed voices fade out as the people went back to their cars.
After a moment, suddenly, all the eyes were once again on Kate. She knew what had
to happen, and she slowly turned around so that her back was facing her
audience.. She reached up and unfastened her jeans and slowly pulled them down.
This time, without having to be told, she slipped her thumbs into her panties and
pulled them down too. Once again, her beautiful round bottom came int o the view
of the men sitting in the diner. Both cheeks were reddened from the spanking.
"Mmmmmmm," she heard a male voice. "Go ahead and take Ôem off," said Mike. She
pushed them down her legs, and kept her knees as close together as possible as
she pulled her feet out of each pant leg. Mike walked around the front of her and
took her jeans and panties from her. She avoided his eyes and stared straight
ahead. She felt his eyes roam up and down her body. She resisted the urge to
cover her pubic mound wit h her hands when she felt his eyes there. He slowly
walked around her. "Now," she heard him from behind her again. "Auggie, our host
here, has been kind enough to offer to help alleviate the burning on your bottom
Kate." She heard some giggles. "Since he doesn't have any cold cream here, he's
offered to sooth you with margarine." More chuckling. "Come on over here," said
Mike. She bit her lip and turned around. She saw Mike was standing between the
men seated at the counter and his friends at the booth behind him. There was an
empty stool waiting ominously between them. Now wearing nothing except her bikini
top, Kate turned around and walked to where Mike was standing. She approached the
stool. "Get yourself up on this stool," he said, "on your knees." She looked at
it for a second before moving. She had men on both sides of her and she could
feel them leering, staring at her nakedness. She had a hard time as the top of
the stool rotated. She had to hold on to the edge of the counter as she climbed
up. She managed to get into place and waited on her knees, with her feet sticking
out back behind her, tow ards Ken and Tom. Her naked ass was elevated and in
plain view. "Now lean forward...put your elbows on the counter," said Mike. She
bent forward, and rested her forearms on the counter. Her bottom stuck out behind
her. She could hear the men moving around behind her. She heard the top of a
plastic container being opened. She closed her eyes tightly. Auggie stared at the
naked ass in front of him and wondered if he had died and gone to heaven. It was
perfectly shaped. The slim thighs met the round out thrust cheeks, which were now
bright pink. He reached his fingers into the plastic tub and scooped out a big
wad of margarine. He reached out and wiped it one Kate's left cheek. "Now," said
Mike, "no moving, Kate." Auggie wiped another wad on her right cheek, and set the
container down. She kept herself from flinching as she felt his hands reach out
and slowly began to smear the margarine across her bottom. Her ass began to shine
as Auggie massaged her cheeks. His face became red as he kneaded the globes. The
men all gathered around and watched closely as Auggie worked on her bottom. He
began to spread his fingers out with his strokes to pull her bottom cheeks apart
with his motion. He began to run his thumbs along the in side of the cleft
between her cheeks. Kate opened her eyes in horror, and was shocked to see Jack
and the video camera. He had come around the other side of the counter and was
getting shots of her face as Auggie was mauling her ass. She tried to ignore the
camera, and what was happening behind her. Jack moved along the counter keeping
the camera on Kate's face the whole time. He came all the way around again and
zoomed in on Auggie's hands. Suddenly, Auggie couldn't help himself any longer,
and he slowly pushed his forefinger against Kate's asshole. He pushed the greasy
digit in. "AARRGGG..." Kate let out a gasp, and her bottom cheeks clenched
instinctively, but otherwise, she didn't move. She was too shocked. "YEAHHHHHH," 
a chorus of male voices cheered. Auggie slowly pulled a heart attack at any
moment. Finally Auggie pulled his finger out of her ass. He stepped back, and
with the other men just stared for a moment at the gorgeous sight in front of
them. Kate's full bottom glistened. "Very good, Kate," said Mike. "You're
learning." He picked up her panties and jeans and walked over to the sink behind
the counter. He turned on the water and ran her panties under it. "Okay," he
said, "come on down." Slowly the humiliated cheerleader lifted herself off of the
counter and spun around. She sat on the stool and leaned her head forward,
avoiding eye contact. Her  luscious dark hair fell about her face. She placed her
han ds demurely over her pubic bush. Mike handed her the sopping wet panties. "Go
ahead and put these back on," he said. Without looking up, she reached up and
took the wet underwear. She got down from the stool and stepped into them. She
quickly drew them up the length of her legs. Water dripped down her thighs.
"These too," said Mike, handing her the jeans. She pulled the jeans on over the
wet panties. She was totally humiliated, and stood with her hair hanging down
around her face. "Well," said Mike, looking at Auggie. "I'd like to thank you for
your hospitality." Auggie could hardly speak. He just stared at Kate. He nodded
his head. "You guys can stop by anytime," said the first man from the bathroom.
"And you, honey, you're welcome ANYTIME." The men all laughed.

Kate's mind was in a whirl as she slid into the backseat of the car. Her sopping
wet panties were dripping under her jeans. Whatever else it did, the ice water
had helped the burning of her now twice spanked bottom. It d idn't hurt nearly as
much as her pride.ng so shameful. She was numb. Mike and Jack got in the back
seat on either side of her. Ken was going to drive again. She stared out the
front windshield in front of her, just below where the rearview mirror hung down.
She felt the car start up, and they pulled out of the parking lot. "I'll tell you
where," said Mike. Kate felt the eyes of the three guys who weren't driving on
her. She tried to concentrate on getting to the campsite and seeing the other
girls. This test had been her worst nightmare. Mike, who was sitting on her
right, slipped his left arm around her shoulders. With his free hand he pulled
her hair back behind her, exposing the tops of her big breasts. She could feel
the stares. "Now, Kate," said Mike, "I have a little confession to make." She
felt his hand gently stroke her hair. Slowly it began to move down her neck. He
began to stroke the skin along her collarbone. She didn't move. "You see," he
continued, "we're not really going camping." "Wha..." she turned her head to face
him. "Well," he looked her in the eye. "We WILL be taking a hike together." She
heard the other guys start to snicker. "AND," he continued with a sarcastic
smile, "you're going to have a chance to...sort of... get back to nature."
Laughter. Tears welled up in Kate's eyes. "Please..." she said. Tears started to
roll down her cheeks. "Please, hasn't this...Oh God...hasn't this been enough?"
Mike's hand slid down and covered her left breast. He gently cupped it in his
hand. A sob came out of her mouth. "Oh my God, please..." she repeated. Mike
reached his left hand over around from behind her shoulder pulled back the bikini
top from her tched several cars go by without paying any attention to them. She
hoped no one would look in. Mike moved his hands over to her other breast, and
pulled it out. All three guys stared at her nakedness. Kate began to cry openly.
"You see," continued Mike. He went to her nipples and started to roll them in his
fingertips. Kate's chest started to heave in nervous response. "The test is for
the whole weekend, and each new girl gets to be sort of li ke a personal
"playmate" of the members of the committee." "Please, please stop..." she cried,
"I can't...I just can't take this..." Mike tugged her nipples outward. They
became hardened. "Sure you can," he continued, staring down at her nipples.
"That's why we like to take pictures and videos." She was so helpless. She just
sat there crying with her hands in her lap as he manipulated her breasts, and the
others watched. "You see," he continued, "aside from computers, video and other
multi-media is what I do." Kate couldn't believe her ears. "Ken," said Mike to
the driver, "head for the Rainbow's End Motel."

"Just think," said Mike, looking back at Kate. "you're going to get a chance to
be a model.".