A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Five
A couple days later I got the opportunity to look at a kinda
of diary Sammi kept. It was similar to a chronology. I was
surprised at some of the things she said. I knew she had
long term plans for me which included a lot of service to
her and that she planned to degrade and humiliate me to
extremes. The aspect which disturbed me the most was, I
would get so hot by reading these things. Especially where
Sammi made comments reguarding my future.
Through the Eyes of Sammi
I have had a loose and distant association with Lindsey Jones
for a year, well longer. She is an underclass person in school
but I knew who she was. She was never a part of my social circle.
We had different friends. She was always a good cheerleader
and worked really hard at it. I remember watching the JV
squad and thinking, Lindsey should be my base. She was so
dedicated to her top. I know why now! She was in love her!
Never did I ever dream Lindsey Jones was lesbian. Never! I
am enjoying her so much. I have had a dedicated bottom before
but nothing like Lindsey. She is awesome! I know I can do
anything and everything to her, and of course I will! :)
She is giving me pleasurable sensations I dreamed of on
ocassion but never in a million years thought would come
true. I have always known I was superior to all other girls.
I was born that way. Most girls are, well, so plain.
Only a very few could do the things to someone else I love
to do. My happiest times are when I am doing something to
someone that is, you know, awful. Not the person, the things
I am doing. Like the toilet thing. How could anyone ever
willingly be use for such a gross thing, how? I watched
Lindsey as I did bad stuff to her. Her nipples grew! She was
turned on by my gross and horrible treatment of her.
I guess I first began to notice her when she was a base for
Sarah. Sarah moved. She was so dedicated to Sarah, her
performance, and protection. Lindsey never complained about
little scuffs bases receive. She always looked at her like,
a lovesick puppy. I should have known then, but I just never.
Not little miss perfect attitude. She won Miss Congeniality
at a JV cheercamp last year. I would never win that award!
I might win one for little miss bitch. :) OK, so I know it!
The world was made for me to use, the people on it were
created to serve me. That is simple enough is it not?
Her being such a good bottom to Sarah is the reason I
approached her that day. I was just going to teach her more
about being the kind of base/bottom I wanted and needed.
You know how to always make me look good. Flying is not
all that difficult if you have a base you can really trust.
Sure I had plans for a sort of slave. But when we began to
get into it I noticed how much she wanted it! I was
thrilled although she never knew that. She believed she was
barely hanging on to the cheer spot. Hell, I was not about
to let her get away! She will be soooo good. I am going to
teach her something we will never do at a game but it will
be good training. It will help her concentrate on me and my
position no matter what goes on around her. That is very
important.
I began to become aware of her attraction for my bod. Like
when her mouth fell open looking at me. Or how about when
she was on her knees in front of me and was mesmerized while
looking at my bush. I thought she was just lesbian. So she
liked girls. Nothing wrong with that. I prefer girls too. So
I tried a little control, like not allowing her any relief.
Just build the tension. A lover performs better like that.
Once they have been allowed orgasm, they are no longer
interested in giving pleasure to you.
She wanted more! She wanted a lot more! She wanted to be
punished. She wanted to feel pain administered by me. I
liked that! Yeah, like I was really in to that!
By the way she ate me out, I knew she would play with my
panties and masturbate herself. I knew I would catch her.
Just a ploy to punish her. :) I never realized how much
I could punish her though. No one would have dreamed of
how deep I could take her. I don't know how deep her
depravity goes, I will find out though! :) I will enjoy
every second too!
She was not close to dying. Just a little long on my fart
and a little short on oxygen. Sensory overload! :)
She went through all that pain for little me. I got so
hot! Yeah, when she was carrying me on the pool deck.
Her knees looked bad. They would heal of course, but it
would take awhile of not being used as pony feet! Like
that was likely to happen! I enjoyed riding her that way
I enjoyed her face against my crotch. Her face was made
for that purpose. Most faces are.
My mom's panties was a test as to how for she would sink.
I said lots of stuff to her. I may do some of them too! :)
I was not prepared for her to drink my pee. Like I was
totally shocked. When she did not protest my shit entering
her mouth, well, I felt like a goddess. Never had anyone
done that before! She was a good shit transport too. :)
I knew she might choke when I forced the turd hard against
her mouth. But I thought, her throat is larger than my cute
little ass hole! She should be able to swallow if she had to!
She will stay with me all summer and be so used.
Will she ever fit in with the cheer squad? Well that depends
on her. I really do not know for sure. It also depends on how
carried away I get with abusing her. She could be a welcome
addition to all of the varsity squad. There is a lot of things
she could do to remain a part of the team. I certainly could
not hang with her socially. She is so far beneath me. :)
Literally too!
The silly girl wants sexual relief. I know she would love
it if I would touch her, well, no way. Why should I masturbate
my pee toilet! That would be disgusting. Lindsey is disgusting
but I will allow her to worship me and I will use her. There
are those created to serve and those created to be served. It
is a real shame they can not get together more often and make
for happier lives.
Lindsey convinced her mom to allow her to spend the summer.
She explained her knees and the scratches on her face as
being cause when she fell trying to fly like me. She never
blamed me for any of it. Was that not sweet of her? A
regular little subbie!
Watch our next cheer practice session. Do I have plans for
her!
Our first night together was spent in my bedroom, of course.
I had Lindsey pull my chair to the foot of my bed so she
could lay on the chair and on my bed. I wanted her face
close to my pussy or my ass all night. I had chili for
dinner. My mom was surprised.
She looked at the two of us and said.
"Sammi, sweetheart, you never eat chili. When did you decide
you liked it?"
"I am trying to like it because you like it so much, mom."
She was pleased with that answer.
She looked at Lindsey a lot. Good thing she could not see
Lindsey's ass! It was turning purple in spots where I got
carried away with the ping pong paddle.
Mom also was curious why Lindsey did not eat hardley anything.
She said she was trying to lose some weight because next year
she would be on the varsity cheer team.
After dinner Lindsey volunteered to do dishes. Mom said
something about both of us girls doing them, but I told mom I
had just bought a new cd and I really wanted to listen to it.
Lindsey had insisted earlier that she would do them so I could
hear my new cd. I smiled sweetly at Lindsey when I said that.
There had been no discussion.
Lindsey insisted on doing the dishes and no one minded. In fact,
everyone was pleased.
Mom came to my room while Lindsey did dishes. I was listening
to a cd but it was not new. Mom knew that.
"Sammi, does that mean what I think it means?"
"Yeah, kinda, well, mom, she wants to do things for me. I let
her. It would be mean of me not to let her enjoy herself, now
wouldn't it?" (g)
"Yes Sammi, it would. Let her enjoy herself to the fullest."
Mom gave me a motherly hug and a warm smile. As she walked
out of my bedroom she turned and said.
"I think she will fit in just fine. I really did not want
you to do dishes, the maid could have done them tomorrow."
"I know that mom, we probably will not need a maid anymore.
Lindsey loves to clean!"
"Sammi, may I ask why the chair is pulled up to the bed?"
Her eyebrows raised as she asked that. Like they do when
she asks something she already knows the answer to.
I may have blushed a little when I said with a giggle,
It is support for the Lindsey air filtration system.
Mom smiled. "Enjoy her Sammi. I really did not think
you were inviting her for the summer because you wanted a
friend. You wanted a slave toy! Naughty girl!"
I knew my mom was teasing. She approved of my use of
lesser beings. She had always told me of my superiority.
"When she is done in the kitchen, send her up here. I
need her." (g)
In less than one hour Lindsey appeared at my door and
properly dropped to her knees. I allowed her to kiss
each of my feet. She had her knees bandaged and was
wearing knee pads.
I let her kiss her way up to my pussy. I stopped her.
"No Lindsey, I am not ready. Get in the chair and put
your head about half way up the bed, under the sheet!"
Lindsey knew exactly what was about to happen!
I threw a comforter over the lower half of the bed and
got and got under the sheet. I tucked the sheet tightly
around my shoulders and farted. I giggled as Lindsey
spluttered.
"Inhale deeply and hold your breath each time I fart.
The reason I don't eat chili is, it gives me gas! You
will handle the gas part though. I am going to love
having you all summer!"
I cut another big one. I was laughing. Well it was funny!
Lindsey would be a very good fart filter. I told her so
while laughing at her. It turned her on to be degraded by
me. I thought that was awesome! I did not know how badly
the scent was under the cover. I did not want to know
either, not by smelling anyway!
"Lindsey are you still alive?" (g) I asked between her
splutters.
I cut anoher one. I bet the air was so thick she could
almost eat it. Maybe she will some day!
"Don't inhale so strongly, Lindsey. There is enough to
last you all night. You can depend on me to add to the,
"aroma of your dreams", on ocassion. I already told you
why I never eat chili, well, almost never." (g)
"Tomorrow we will have great cheer practice. You may
be light headed, more so than usual!"
"You are so much fun, Lindsey. Uh oh, here comes another
one!"
I do not know how many farts I cut for my little slave's
enjoyment. I gave her a break from under the covers long
enough to savor some delish, Pee of Sammi. She seemed to
love it when I made remarks like that to her. I would not
let her wear a bra because I had to know what turned her
on. I rapidly came to the conclusion that anything
degrading, insulting, or my giving her pain, were things
she enjoyed. I was so amazed by that. I did not try to
comprehend it, I just enjoyed it.
I made her stay under the covers all night. I have to
say, I enjoyed farting. It was also nice to have the
portable pee toilet close by. I am sure she did not suspect
I gave her a lot of kicks with my feet and scratched her
many times with my toe nails while being awake and not
asleep as I pretended.
I had always planned to go away for college. That is a
time when young ladies sort of break away from parental
controls. They find themselves. Now, I know I am staying
here. Unless I can figure a way to take my personal slave
with me. Having her attend to my ever want and need is the
greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I will
probably never understand why she likes it so much. Mainly
because I really do not care. She does. So I will use her.
The power trip is awesome. She is so big and physically
strong, I am so tiny, yet, I control her completely. I
love it.
