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Introduction:

Cherie was a beautiful, but fiery Tiger Mom, who was about to face the men whom had she tormented all season long.

The Dugout

Cherie is a lovely Asian woman. She seems like a typical wife and mother. But there is a dark side to her. Cherie is one of those fiery tiger moms who thinks her son can do no wrong and that she deserves to be in control. Not always.

Cherie was watching her son play little league baseball with the other moms. The game was intense, and Cherie was really animated and vocal about what was going on in the field. Her son was at bat and had two strikes against him. Both were questionable calls, in her opinion, and she was livid that the umpire was treating her son so badly. No one does that to her son. Cherie screamed out vulgarities, aimed directly at the ump, as the next pitch sailed in towards home plate. It was called another strike. Her son was out. The game was over, and her son’s team lost. Cherie went crazy. She ran to the edge of the fence right behind home plate and screamed at the umpire, using the vilest language possible.

Her behavior was nothing new. At every game Cherie would sit right behind home plate and lambast the coaches and the umpire about their ability to coach or umpire a game. She was known by everyone as that Asian Bitch. Beautiful to look at but impossible to put up with. But they had to put up with her. She was a player’s mom and had every right to attend these games. But all the men on the field hated her.

This was the last game of the season, and now it was finally over. Cherie clawed at the chain link fence separating her from the field, as the players and spectators left the area. She continued to hurl invectives at the umpire for his poor game calling. The stands were quickly emptied since no one wanted to listen to her profanity. The teams went to their locker rooms to change. The umpire approached her. He had removed his mask and protective gear, so he did not seem so large and fierce as he was on the field, and he calmly listened to her spew her hate. He told her she needed to be quiet and go home. Cherie would have none of that and continued to rant.

The coaches on her son’s team gathered behind the umpire and one of them opened the gate to the stands where she was clutching the fence. He gestured to her to come down to the field. Cherie never stopped her trash talk as she quickly hopped down onto the gravel near the dugout.

Suddenly, in a spontaneous moment, one of the coaches grabbed Cherie by the arms and neck and drug her roughly into the dugout. Her mouth was covered by someone’s large hand and her speech was finally silenced. It was not a planned abduction but each of the men had gotten more than they could stand of her awful behavior, and she was about to get what was coming to her.

A sock was crammed in her mouth and a length of ankle wrapping tape was wound around her head to keep the sock in. This muffled her voice. Her wrists were held behind her back and taped together. She was so shocked by being manhandled that she momentarily stopped struggling. No one had ever gotten her to shut up before, so she did not know how to react. Nobody ever had the guts to deal with her and this was the first time she was being controlled.

In the struggle to get her into the dugout, the thin cotton straps of her halter top were ripped, and the shirt was pulled down on one side. The dark brown nipple of her left breast was exposed, and the pale skin of her chest was beet red from the exertion of fighting off the men. One of the coaches finished the job as he yanked her shirt down, uncovering both of her breasts. The shirt was left wrapped around her tiny waist, and both lovely breasts were completely bare. Her chest heaved as she struggled to breathe.

Seeing the Tiger Bitch half naked was an unplanned outcome. None of the men had thought thru this seizure. It was a spontaneous reaction to her constant beratement. Now that she was partially naked, this abduction took a dark turn. Another man grabbed the waistline of her jeans and frantically unbuttoned them. The jeans were quickly pulled off her hips and tossed to the side. Her panties and the tattered shirt were jerked off too. Within seconds Cherie was completely naked, with her arms bound behind her, standing in front of the men she had humiliated all season long. She started to realize that this was going to get serious.

She was unceremoniously carried to a bench in the dugout and was laid on her back. Her legs draped off the end and each ankle was quickly taped to a bench leg. Her bare thighs were spread apart. On the other end of the bench they made several wraps of tape around her neck and the bench to keep her completely immobilized in the supine position. Her arms were trapped behind and underneath her back. She was breathing rapidly, and beads of sweat formed on her skin as she fought her bindings.

The men all paused. None of this was planned, but the situation took on a life of its own. This tiger mom was going to get a payback for all the abuse she dished out during the season as she lay on that low wooden bench in the team dugout. No one was going to stop them from getting their sweet revenge.

Cherie had a very fit body. She only weighed about a hundred pounds, and she was trim and healthy. She took pride in her looks and she was very attentive to her appearance. . Her chocolate-colored nipples were hard and swollen and stood out like pencil erasers at the ends of her lovely cone shaped breasts. Her freshly shaved pussy was getting damp as she vainly struggled to close her thighs. Her creamy skin and her trim figure were on display for these men to visually feast on.

There was a pause in the action. None of the men knew what the next step was. This unplanned attack had all the elements of a ***********ed porn movie, but it was entirely organic. No one was in charge, and it had suddenly just happened. One guy could not help himself. He was staring down at Cherie’s naked and immobile body, then suddenly squatted down and buried his face in Cherie’s inviting pussy. She instantly groaned and arched her back as the sensation of his tongue on her clit reached the pleasure center of her brain. That started it all. The situation quickly became a sexual free-for-all. Her breasts and nipples were each attacked by groping hands and mouths. The tape around her face was unwound and the sock was replaced by the large throbbing dick of the umpire. Her head still could not move due to the tape holding her neck to the bench, so she was powerless to fight off the assault.

The pleasures she was receiving from the oral treatment on her cunt soon became too much for her. She could feel the unmistakable beginnings of an orgasm. Her mouth, being full of dick, and her clit being bathed by a tongue was just too much for her and a crushing orgasm swept over her. Her back arched upward, and her thighs quivered as she unleashed a healthy jet of squirt into the mouth of her oral assailant. This excited the men further. They hastily decided to use her cunt as their group fuck hole.

The gang of men quietly watched as the first man abruptly straddled her and shoved his hard-on deep inside her wet snatch. Her delightfully snug pussy gripped his manhood. Cherie’s body betrayed her protests because her cunt was gushing with juice. The coach frantically pounded away and much too quickly blew his load of sperm into her married cunt. He was shocked at how fast he came but chalked it up to her tight pussy and the frenetic pace that this gang rape had taken on. He pulled out and another man immediately took his place. Soon Cherie had two loads of cum oozing out of her bald pussy. Her mouth and throat were also being used. It was their great delight to have a way to shut up the mouth that had pestered them all season. The idea that they could shove their dick down her throat, and she could do nothing about it was not only erotic but very satisfying. Cherie could only look up as the next man shoved his penis into her mouth and had his way with her. One of the guys pulled out, then lowered his ass over her face. He spread his butt cheeks and rubbed his sweaty asshole all over her nose and mouth. They all took delight in that idea and soon everyone did it.

Cherie’s leg bindings were cut so that her legs could be re-adjusted. Her knees were pulled up near her chest and her thighs were held apart. One guy used the drippings from her snatch to butter up her asshole. He then unceremoniously shoved his prick into her unprepared hole. She gasped and tensed up as he went balls deep into her back door. Her cries were muffled by the cock in her mouth. She could only lay there and take it.

The effect of being fucked in the ass and mouth at the same time overwhelmed Cherie’s pleasure receptors and she had another unexpected orgasm. She could not believe how her body was responding to this assault. She was furious with herself that she could not control her own orgasms. Her body was tingling with sensations and absorbed the physical pleasures like a sponge.

The man who had his dick in Cherie’s mouth pulled out and jacked off on her face. He produced an enormous amount of cum and it coated her lips and nose with a thick creamy goo. She could taste and smell the cum the uninvited man deposited on her face. It was very degrading. She suddenly had another orgasm from the idea of being humiliated by this group of men. This was the first time in her life that she experienced a complete lack of control and be used as a sex toy. It was a new and erotic situation for her, and she would soon realize that this was a turning point in her sex life.

All the men had cum in or on Cherie at least twice now. She was covered in spunk and some was leaking out each of her holes. She had never been fucked by a group before, so her cunt and asshole were on fire. Her dark hair was a mess. Some of it was matted to her face in the blobs of cum. One of the coaches finally loosened up her wrist bindings and her arms were free from being trapped behind her back. It was a relief for her to be able to move them, but her neck was still taped to the bench. She just lay there and took in all the sensations she had just experienced. Her mind captured the moment, in the dim light, of the naked men who surrounded her. She delicately rubbed the slimy coating of sperm that dripped from her face into her skin like it was lotion. Her hands involuntarily found her breasts and fondled her own nipples as she lay there on her back. The waves of pleasure were subsiding, but she did not want to move. She was relishing the moment as she re-evaluated the idea of how wonderful it was to have been used like this.

Since no one knew how to end this, one of the men got the idea to piss on Cherie. He figured that would be the last awful thing they could do to this bitch, and he was happy he had a full bladder to unload on her. He started pissing at her crotch then worked the stream of yellow urine up her body to her face. He figured she would start yelling, in protest, but Cherie just lay there and accepted the cascade of warm piss that was hitting her skin. She opened her mouth and invited the guy to feed her. He gladly did. Soon the other guys did the same. She swallowed mouthfuls of the bitter yellow fluid. The cum on Cherie was being mixed with the piss to create a humiliating coating of filth. The acrid smell and the warm salty taste of the urine caused her body to work up to one final release. Cherie could not control herself. and had another mind-bending orgasm.

Everyone was silent as they assessed the scene. Cherie was still prone on the bench, covered in cum and piss, and was apparently completely composed and relaxed. She never felt like this before. She had always taken charge when having sex and the idea that she could be overwhelmed with this level of degradation was immensely satisfying. She worked the tape loose from her neck and sat up. The remaining pools of piss on her belly rolled off on to the concrete floor of the dugout. She managed to squeak out a single word, “wow”. The men gathered their clothes and dressed as she watched. They helped her up and she found her pants and then slipped on the tattered remains of her shirt. As the men sheepishly began to file out of the dugout, she just said just one thing to the group. “Can we do this again next season”?

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