A Cheerleader's Story
Introduction
This is an F/f story. No character is or was ever
real. No part of the story is a fantasy of the
author. No part of this story may be used or posted
on a site without expressed permission of the author.
This is the authors first F/f attempt. Please
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Sammi was a beautiful petite captain of a state
competitive cheer team. Sammi was rich, arrogant,
and conceited.
Lindsey, a poor girl but a good cheerleader wanted
to make next years varsity squad. The captain chose
members of the JV squad. It was her decision who
moved up to varsity.
Lindsey believed cheerleading was her life. She
discovered other things about herself while trying
to make the team. These, other things, caused burning
desires more powerful than she had ever before
encountered.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter One
I have felt a compulsion to tell my story for sometime.
I have been hesitant to do so because I could see no
possible good could ever come from such a story.
I was born poor in a small town. I wanted to be a
cheerleader for as long as I could remember. I had no
problems making the cheer squads until I got in high
school, Senior High was a real problem. The captain
ran the squad. If she wanted you on the team you made
it, if she did not, you did not make it. Skill was not
the determining factor. I was one of the better cheerleaders
on the JV squad my freshman year.
The captain of the senior varsity squad was a junior.
She was very pretty with lots of blonde hair and
sparkling brown eyes. Her parents were rich and she
wore expensive outfits all the time. She was the elite
and knew it. She was very stuck up. She put people down
daily yet she was still popular. It was like she could
do no wrong. She did not go out with guys much. Some
said she was way to good for the local guys. Some said
she preferred girls. I was to learn a lot about her.
A couple weeks before school was out Samantha walked up
to me.
"I heard you were trying out for the Varsity."
"Yes, anything you can do to help me, I would appreciate."
She laughted in my face. "What makes you think you are
Varsity material? Oh I know you can do lots of stunts.
I know of your gymnastic skills but there is a lot
more required of a JV girl before she makes the Varsity.
Do you really want to tryout?"
I was excited Samantha asked me. I was excited she was
even talking to me. I knew she was stuck up but I also
thought she was sooo beautiful.
"Yes, I am trying out." I managed to say.
"We have all summer to get you in shape. To mold you
into the person you must be to fit in." She told me.
"I will take you on, as sort of a trial for this summer.
When school is out for the summer, give me a call. I
will tell you now, you must be willing to work very hard
all summer until tryout time. Even then, you must work
extra hard all year. It will be my senior year. I want
it to be memorable."
She looked me up and down. I almost wilted under her
icy stares that seemed to cut to the bone.
"I am not at all sure you can measure up. I doubt if you
have what it takes to go the distance. You will probably
give up and I will have wasted a lot of my valuable time
training you. If you do, I will see to it that you will
never cheer again. Got it?"
It was not the words Samantha said but how she said them
and with her put down looks. She was clearly superior and
knew it. I knew I would never let her down. I would do
whatever it took.
As soon as school was out on the last day I saw her across
the school parking lot. She was about to get in her car.
"Samantha!" I called to her and ran towards her. I know
she saw me, she looked right at me. She put her pretty
little nose in the air, gave her blonde pony tail a swish
and a bounce, got in her car and sped away. I stepped
back to avoid being ran down.
I was devastated. I just knew my cheer days were about to
end. I enjoyed it so much too. The girls were very cute.
I was larger and always was part of the base. I had thoughts
of kissing the soft inner thighs of Sarah, the cheerleader
I was part of the base for. I liked it when she stepped in
my hand and I helped boost her up. I never minded when she
put her weight on my leg, arms, side or back, or whatever
the stunt choreographed, even though on ocassion her shoes
scuffed my skin. I was always so careful when I caught her
too. There had been several times I was hurt a little
protecting her. That is the responsibility of a good base.
I did not call Samantha the next day. I did not call her
until Friday. I could stand the anguish no longer. I
called her cell number.
She answered and just the sound of her voice made me tingle.
"Why are you calling me?" She answered in her, I am so
superior voice.
I told her I like really wanted to be a varsity cheerleader.
I rushed on and said I would be a really good base for her.
I told her how I would always assist her and make her look
good with the cheers.
"I will look good whomever I have as my base. I am having
doubts about you anyway. I really do not believe you can
cut it and I do not want to waste my time training you. It
is not just cheering, there are other responsibilities for
the one I choose as my number one base."
Wow! I thought. I was being considered as her number one base!
That would make me the number one base on the whole squad.
Wow! The number one base on a state, maybe even, national cheer
team. My heart was racing.
"Please, Sammi, please give me the chance. You will never be
sorry. I promise. I will do everything you say, just the way
you want it done."
I heard giggling. It seemed like forever before she spoke.
"I am saving that. Do not forget all that you just said. You
promised to, "Do EVERYTHING I say,' and 'Just the WAY I want
it!' (g) Alright, you get your chance to, "Do everything I
want just the way I like it!' Get your ass over here. Like now!"
I rushed to her house. She lived about ten blocks from me. I
rode my bicycle as fast as I could. I had powerful legs and was
a very good cyclist.
I arrived not even breathing hard. I rang her bell. She was so
lucky she had been borned rich, not poor like me. She lived
in a beautiful home in a nice subdivision. The lawn was
immaculately sculptured, lawn service, of course. I mowed
ours with a push mower!
I waited a full minute then rang again.
Almost another minute passed, these minutes seemed like ten.
Sammi opened the door. She was lounging around the house
and look gorgeous. Most girls would give anything to look
that good at their best.
She was talking on her cellie and waved me inside without
ever missing a word to whomever she was talking. She pointed
toward the living room and walked down the hall and into
another room, still talking.
After a few minutes she reappeared.
"Soooo you want to be my base? I will give you the chance.
It will not be easy. I have to be sure you are truly dedicated
to me and to the team. I have ways of testing you to be
positive. We will start now. You know, I do have to be
positive. The things you must do for me will enable me to
assess just how dedicated you really are."
Her smile increased as she was talking. Her brown eyes
sparkled. She was enjoying my apprehensiveness immensely.
"Well.....say something. Do you want this or not?"
"Oh yes, sure I do." I responded. hoping my voice did not
betray me and show my doubts. Cheering was my life. Without
it I would be a nobody,lost among the student body. I was
certain of that.
"Great!" Sammi became more vibrant and took on a superior
mode. "Follow me. I will show you my room and what you
must do for me. I am into clean.....no make that immaculate.
I do not have time for cleaning. I hate it too. It is sooo
demeaning."
She turned abruptly. I almost bumpted into her. My eyes
were glued to her ass. Mine was not shaped like that. Her's
was beautiful, like everything about her. Mine did not have
that shape that everyone, boys and girls love so much.
"This is where you earn your chance to be my base. You,
Lindsey, will be my slave. Yeah, remember, 'I will do
everything, just the way you want it!' Remember?"
She moved her cute little head so dramatically her pony
tail bounced. Even that was perfect. She had lots of
blonde hair. That made her pony tail seem almost alive as
it bounced and bobbled when she walked and talked. When
she ran, well, it assumed a life of it's own.
I noticed my mouth was still opened, about the time Sammi
said. "Close your mouth, there are no flies in here to
catch. I am going for a swim. I want to see my room picked
up, everything cleaned, and yeah, Lindsey, clean my
bathroom too. It has been neglected."
She turned. I followed her into her bedroom. She went to
a huge walk-in closet and got a tiny bikini. She turned
her ass towards me again really close and said.
"Unfasten my necklace and help me undress."
My fingers were all thumbs as I unfastened the clip.
I felt tiny electric shocks surge through me when my
fingers touched her skin. Perfect skin tones. Not dark
but still almost copper. Not from hours in the tanning
booths either, this was Sammi's skin, all natural and
beautiful.
By the time I had it unfastened she was out of her shorts
and removing her top. I stared at her. I could not help
it. Sure I had seen her cheer panties many times. I
was still mesmerized. Sammi noticed it too. She never
missed much.
"Are your eyes hitting on my ass, Lindsey? Why, I believe
they are. Get on your knees and I will let you remove my
panties."
She was almost breathless as she spoke those words. I was
still speechless. I slowly sunk to my knees, my eyes never
left her bod. When I was on my knees my face was even with
her abdomen. Her tummy was flat and muscular. I looked up
at her. Her face had an expression I had never seen before.
She recovered her composure before I. "Lindsey, the sun will
be gone before you remove my panties at the speed you are
moving. I swear I think you are into girls or something!"
"It is, it is you are more, well perfect than I have ever
seen." I was tongue tied.
Sammi looked down at me with a warmer smile than I had seen
on her before. It did not even look fake.
I sat on the floor and reached for her panties at the sides
of her hips. I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of a
pretty pair, "Fredericks of Hollywood". Sammi could be in
Hollywood, for sure.
I pulled them down slower than I should have. I looked at
her neatly trimmed blonde bush. I had never seen a blonde
bush before. Sammi stepped forward. Without a thought I
kissed her bush. I know it was stupid. It was there in front
of me. It was beautiful, I desired it, so I done it.
Sammi stepped back a look of horror on her face. "Why did
you do that? You are into girls arn't you. Well! I never
immagined that!"
I was so embarrassed. There was no hole to crawl into.
No place to go, no place to hide. She continued to stare
at me. I was looking down at the floor. I raised my eyes
a little and was looking at her slit in the middle of a
perfect mound. I had had feelings before, never like this.
I wanted to bury my face in her crotch and eat her out.
I wanted to taste her pussy. I could scent a slight
aroma from it. I had not noticed that before.
I still said nothing. My eyes widened as I saw a trace
of milky white forming in her pussy. Why was she cumming?
I had read a lot but knew nothing from experience. Hell,
I had never had, "an experience."
I knew Sammi was turned on by our encounter. She was not
thinking of a guy. At least I did not think she was!
I leaned forward. I was like in a trance. Sammi looked
down at me and stepped forward. My lips touched her skin.
Her aroma was much stronger now. I began kissing Sammi.
I kissed her everywhere. Her flat little tummy, her cute
little belly button, I kissed her bush again too. Why did
I love the feel of her blonde bush against my lips? I
felt her hands on my head pushing my mouth to her pussy.
I did not resist. I opened my mouth and licked her lips.
I had never tasted cum before. It had a sweet taste.
Surely no other girl tasted like this I thought as I
licked again. Sammi was now thrusting her pussy at my
face and pulling on my head with her hands.
My brain was in a roar of confusion. I loved it but heavy
confused guilt feelings were present too. I pushed them
aside and continued to lick Sammi's pussy. When she began
to make little noises I removed my hand from around her
and pushed it down to my g spot. Sammi felt my hand
against her and pulled away from me.
"Stop it, Lindsey!" She scolded. "Bad girl! You can not
play with yourself. You are here for my pleasure. Remove
your hand from your pants or leave.!"
She pointed towards the door for emphasis.
Would she really do that? I was not at all sure. She
seemed very sure of what she was doing. Sammi was in
control. I had never seen her when she was not in control.
She was even in control in the class room.
I removed my hand and said, "Sorry."
She moved back to me and we resumed.
"Move your tongue over my clit. Ohhhhh that is the right
spot. Take it in your lips, Ohhhh yes, yes! Suck on it a
little. Lindsey you are going to become an expert at
eating my pussy. Ohhhh multis all summer for me. I want
you here everyday. Ohhhh yes, yes, yes, she screamed as
she reached orgasm on my face. I pushed my tongue in her
pussy and up her love canal as far as I could. I strained
my tongue for one more millimeter. Her jucies flowed into
my mouth. I swallowed. I loved it. I did not care what the
whole world thought. I was on edge. I wanted relief so
badly. I reached for my pussy again.
Sammi grabbed my wrist. She was strong. Like really strong
for a small girl. Sammi was only about 5'2" or 3".
"Lindsey, you can not do that. Not here or anywhere without
my permission. That is the most important part of your slave
relationship to me. I have to own you. If you disobey me,
I don't own you. If I don't own you, you are nothing to me."
She looked at me. Her gaze was one of total seriousness. Like,
I know that, why don't you know that?
"I need to so bad, Sammi. I feel like I may burst. I have to,
Sammi." I said as I reached for my pussy again.
Sammi's hand flashed with lightening speed and slapped me hard.
My head went sideways. It hurt. My first impulse was to beat
the shit out of her. I started to tackle her.....I stopped. I
looked up at her.
"I am sorry Sammi." I said. That was the second time I had
said that, unsure of why. I had done nothing to be sorry for,
had I?
"You have to learn, Lindsey. It will be difficult. I will
train you but you must want me to. You must want to be
trained more than anything. Even more than cheerleading.
Cheerleading is for a few years. This training can change
your life forever."
She moved her pussy to my face. "Kiss and lick me some more,"
She said gazing down at me.
My mouth went to her mound. My tongue began exploring her
crevices, folds, and lips. I was in love with Sammi Smith.
I knew I was deeply in love. I thought about what had just
happened. I did not think my life would ever be the same
again.
A Cheerleader's Story
Author's Note
When you see, (g) in the story it means the person giggles.
Chapter Two
When Sammi's sexual appetite was satiated she casually
said, "Lindsey help me with my bathing suit. While I am
smimming and tanning, you clean this place. Like really
clean, OK?"
It was not a question. It was a command. I helped her
dress, I was so horny. I kissed her pussy while kneeling
in front of her as I tied her bottoms. She had one
fabulous ass. She giggled.
"I am simply going to adore owning you. I will train you
to give me the very best in oral attention. I will want
for nothing. You, though, will have very few orgasms!
Keep your hands off your pussy!"
She twisted her gorgeous ass and made her pony tail
bounce more than usual as she walked away.
"Oh, slave, if you miss me too awfully much, you can
sniff my panties before you hand wash them!"
She giggled all the way outside.
I went to the window. I could see her as she dove in the
water. She had the most beautiful diving form. I touched
my pussy. I was wet. I played with myself some. My sexual
needs increased. I picked up the panties I just removed
from her. I turned them wrong side out and slowly put
them to my face. I inhaled deeply allowing her aroma
to fill my nostrils. I held my breath, then released
the air through my mouth and inhaled again. A deep breath.
I did this several times. I lowered my empty hand to
my pussy. I inserted two fingers. I lay on the floor
with Sammi's panties to my face and my fingers in my pussy.
I wanted to obey Sammi and not do this. My need was to
great. I could not stop. I would cease for a few seconds,
but return to my sexual activity with even a greater need.
I lowered the crotch of her panties to my mouth and licked.
I had never done anything like this before. They did not
taste bad at all. I was surprised at how good they taste.
I had just eaten her pussy and swallowed a lot of her cum.
It was good, but I thought her panties would not be. I
licked and licked as I had my first orgasm enhanced by
something of another female. It was the most intense
orgasm I had ever had. I even cried out Sammi's name.
As my breathing returned to normal I continued to lick her
panties. One part of me felt perverted, another part felt
very satisfied. I could live with these unsure feelings I
thought for the pleasures I had just had. Why would Sammi
not want me to reach orgasms by giving her pleasure?
I was getting off the floor and saw Sammi out of the corner
of my eye. I could feel my mouth drop open.
"You slut, you whore, you creep! I gave you an order! No
masturbation! You disobeyed me! Get out of my house! If
you have no more control than that!"
"You have not cleaned a thing! You have been up here all
this time acting like the slut you are! I will have
nothing of you." Sammi said.
She was furious. I really did not understand. I loved her.
"Please, Sammi, I love you." I heard my voice speak. I
sounded far, far away.
"I really don't give a damn if you love me or not! You
disobeyed me. For what? Your own sexual gratification!
Your gratification is nothing. I have never been so
pissed at anyone in my whole life!"
"Please Sammi. Please. I will make it up to you. I promise.
I will do anything for you. It is not the cheerleading
anymore. I am in love with you. I have never felt like this
before. I tried to control myself. I could not. You are so
beautiful and perfect. I, I got carried up into the moment.
I am sorry Sammi. Please give me another chance." I said
while in a kneeling position on the floor.
"I may. But if I agree to, you must accept whatever punishment
I deem appropriate."
Sammi had that superior smirk I had seen so many times and
disliked until now. She stepped closer to me and put her bare
foot to my face.
"Lick my foot slave, lick all of it really good. Lick the
bottom, I may have stepped in something. I hope it was shit!"
Sammi giggled and looked down at me. She had a totally
superior expression. She began to smile. The smile started
with down turned lips and gradually grew to a large smile.
"This is not your punishment, slave. I am allowing you to
do this because you worship me and want to. You will not
enjoy the punishment, I can promise you that!"
I ran my tongue over Sammi's foot. I sucked and licked each
toe. She was patient with me even though I was taking a l
ong time to do all of her foot. I could hardly keep my hand
away from my pussy.
"Call your house and get permission to spend the weekend
here with me. I am going to punish you all weekend. I will
really get off on hearing you cry for mercy. I am not a
merciful person. You do know that, don't you slut?"
I continued to lick Sammi's foot. There was nothing on the
bottom of her foot. I doubt if there was any dirt, really.
Their house was very clean.
I took the phone she was offering me and dialed my number.
My mom answered and I asked for permission to stay at
Sammi's.
"Sure, dear, Sammi is that sweet little cheerleader, is
she not. She is so cute. You will need somethings to spend
the night though. I am going to town, I will drop them off
for you if you like."
"That would be great, mom, thanks." I said.
I handed the phone back to Sammi.
"You handled that very well, slave. I will not start your
punishment until she comes by. I would not want your mom
to see you in tears! (g) She might not think I was so sweet!
You will be able to tell her how sweet I am after this
weekend. You will know I am made of sugar, spice, and
everything nice!" (g)
"Now get your ass busy and clean this place!"
She gave a kick with her foot to my face. Her foot hit
my nose and made tingles go over me. It hurt. I touched
my nose to see if it was bleeding. There was no blood.
I got up and started cleaning her room. She went back to
the pool.
I cleaned her bedroom then went to her bathroom. I cleaned
her sink then cleaned her tub/shower. Both needed cleaning
although they were cleaner than mine at home. I was not
a tidy person although I knew how to clean. I turned to
her toilet. I felt strange. It was like something had
control of me. I knelt before her toilet and kissed the seat
where Sammi sits. I kissed it several times. I put out my
tongue and my hand went to my g spot. I made little circles
on it while licking Sammi's toilet seat. I could feel the heat
building in my crotch. I put my other hand in my pants. I was
wet. I inserted one finger than another. Realization hit me.
I jerked my hands away and raised up off my knees. My eyes
quickly went to the door. I just knew she was there. She was
not. I had not been caught. I went back to work on her toilet
with the cleaning supplies.
I heard a car horn I knew it was mom. I ran out to get my things.
"Where is Sammi?" Mom asked. "You look so hot."
"We have been practicing a dance routine, really hard. Gotta run.
See you later. Thanks again, mom."
I stopped at the steps and looked back. Mom was gone. I was
now at the mercy of Sammi for the weekend. Sammi had said
she was not merciful. She had said I would cry? I opened the
door and entered to see a smiling Sammi. This smile was one of
a conquerer smiling at a defeated foe. The thought crossed my
mind to run. I did not. I stood proud and said.
"I am ready for my punishment, Your Majesty."
Sammi giggled. "Drop to your knees slave. This weekend you
must always be on your knees when in my presence unless ordered
to be in some other position."
I dropped to my knees in front of Sammi. She was radiant. I
could feel these strange sensations passing over my body.
Sensations I did not fully understand. It was like all of my
nerve endings were on fire. Sammi was beautiful, truly beautiful.
In fact, she was awesome.
I watched as if in a trance as her hands dropped to her bikini
ties. Instantly her bikini bottom was on the floor at her feet.
My eyes were glued to her pussy. I was consious of my tongue.
Could it actually get bigger? It felt like it was. I licked
my lips and swallowed to avoid drooling. I raised my eyes and
looked into Sammi's gorgeous brown eyes. I felt my mouth
open on its own volition. My head leaned forward as if it had
a mind of its own. Sammi stepped forward. My mouth eagerly
sought her pussy. I had lost many of my inhibitions. I wanted
her so badly. I let my tongue run over her lips. I took one
in my mouth, gently sucking it before moving to the other.
Sammi took another step forward. She placed her legs over my
shoulders. My hands went up to provide additional seating
room for her ass. The skin of her ass was soft but the muscles
of her ass were so hard and taunt.
She let me support all of her weight as her crotch pressed
tightly against my face. I could feel her heat building. It
was already just like an oven.
I was reminded of a girl in the eighth grade for whom I
served as a base. She sat on my neck lots of times. I could
feel her heat after she had been there for even a short time.
I now know it was because she was turned on by sitting on me.
She liked that position. I mean she liked that as a sexual
position.
I was having a little problem breathing when Sammi would
squeeze my face with her soft thighs. I quickly learned
to inhale when her thighs were not pressing so hard on the
sides of my face.
I inserted my tongue. Sammi's juices were already forming.
I could taste her cum in my mouth. She was making little
noises as my tongue circled her clit. It was growing by
the second too. As soon as it was larger I took it in my
mouth and sucked on it.
Sammi put her hand on her G spot. She began making circles
with it. Several times her nails scraped my face. I knew I
had been cut. Sammi had beautiful long manicured nails. I
do not know how she managed them with her cheerleading. I
now remember though, her base got cut several times.
Sammi never seemed to notice. The base never complained.
I now knew why.
Sammi screamed. I felt her body shudder. She gripped my
face with her thighs. I thought she would squeeze my face
flat. I could not breath. Even after her body stopped
shuddering she kept a death grip on my face. My chest
began to hurt. I started to panic from lack of oxygen. I
pulled on her legs. I got them apart enough to gasp air
into my lungs. Sammi farted. Methane from her body interred
my lungs. It burned. I kept gasping for breath. I put my
arms out to keep from falling backwards. With each deep
intake of air I inhaled more fart. She farted again.
I hurt. Sammi was laughing, really laughing. I felt
everything move around me as I lost consiousness.
When I came to, I could smell Sammi. I opened my eyes. I
began to remember the last events. Sammi's panties were
across my face. She had wiped herself with them and left
them on my face.
I inhaled her feminine odor. I was in love with Sammi.
I began to lick her panties, savoring each lick. My
tongue had made several passes acrossed her panties when
I had the sensation that I was being ewatched. I raised
up. Sammi was sitting on the couch, a "Seventeen Magazine"
in her hand. A contented smile on her face. Her eyebrows
raised.
"You just may be the best of the lot. I have had several
slaves, most did not last the cheer season. You may though.
I have great expectations of you. Don't disappoint me,
Lindsey. You would not like a disappointed Sammi!"
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Three
Sammi gave me that smile, the one where the corners
of her mouth turn down,
"Come to me. I want to be carried to my basement. That
is where I do my cheer and dance practice. You will
either hate it, or love it there. I love it!"
I felt alright now. I never even thought if I could
have been killed. I thought of how I loved the scent
and taste of everything that was Sammi. I hope I did
not inwardly like the fart. The memory came back to me.
That was repulsive. She may be beautiful outside but
inside, phew! I am not so sure.
I crawled to her. She smiled as she slid off the couch
on my shoulders. She was dressed in hip hugger, short
shorts. Her crotch was in my face. She locked her ankles
around me.
"Crawl backwards. I will guide you!"
She pulled on my left ear. I felt her nails. I also felt
burning on my face. I knew that was from the cuts of her
nails during our lovemaking session.
I turned and crawled the best I could. That was not easy
to do. Sammi giggled and berated me for my efforts.
"Lindsey! Slave! My grandmother is more athletic than you!
Is this the fastest you can crawl! I can see you will
require a lot of conditioning. I am just the trainer who
can put you through your paces. If you last the summer,
you will be in great shape for cheer season. My bases
always are in the best condition." She said in her haughty
voice.
I speeded up my backward crawl. Each crawl step required
my waist to flex and my upper body to twist. I can see why
all of Sammi's bases had great abs.
I dreaded the stairs but we never went that way. Instead
we went outside. Sammi opened the door and I manuevered
us through it which required a lot of Sammi's ear guidance
It was very demanding on my ears.
It hurt when my knees left the carpeted area and touched
the concrete. I needed knee pads for this. Each backward
step required a twist of my knee on the concrete. In just
a few feet my knees were burning. Sammi never noticed.
After a few steps I said.
"Sammi, may I walk upright and carry you?"
"Are you addressing ME slave? I never requested you to
speak."
I heard a swish and instant pain as a multi thong whip
hit my back. Swish, it hit again. I arched my back in pain.
The next swish I arched before the whip struck.
"I am a Princess, you are a slave. Slaves do not talk to
princesses unless requested to speak or given permission
to talk. Like that is going to happen this weekend. I do
not care about your stupid knees. They are not very
attractive anyway. From now on, you will need to wear pads.
You are so stupid, I do not understand how you ever learned
to cheer! Like why do I even bother with you?"
"Get moving! Faster slave!" Sammi said as she hit my back
with her whip again. I did not see her pick one up. I guess
she must have got it when we were going down the hall. She
sure knew how to use it. I knew she could swing it a whole
lot harder. I did not want her to. I never cared much for
pain. I began to doubt my sanity because I had thoughts
that pain from Sammi was erotic. Not as bad as any other
pain I had experienced. I noticed that, when her nails cut
my face during our lovemaking. It hurt, but I, well maybe,
liked it. I thought it was due to the moment. I was also
experiencing these strange never before feelings while not
in a lovemaking session. I did not want her to strike me
with that instrument of pain, however, when she did so, I
did not resent it. I certainly felt no desire to strike
her back. I wanted instead to try harder to please her.
She pulled on my ear. Her nails cut the base of my ear.
I turned. She leaned forward, which bent me backwards, to
open a door. She struck me again.
"Move it slave." Sammi said.
Each time she spoke her voice grew haughtier and more
demanding.
I carried her acrossed the floor until she pulled on both
ears. I presumed that was a signal for me to stop.
Sammi dismounted, and said.
"Stand, slave. and raise your arms as high as you can."
Sammi climbed steps and fastened my wrist above my head.
"Kiss this." She commanded as she put her riding crop to
my mouth. It was leather and had several leather straps
attached to the handle. The handle was ornate with a strap
which slipped over her wrist.
She put her hands in my shorts and pulled them down with
a quick motion.
"Those are not very sexy panties you know. They look like
my mom's panties. If you are in to panties like these,
maybe you would enjoy my mom's panties! (g) I will go up
and get a pair for you!"
Sammi was laughing as she ran up the steps. She returned
quickly holding a pair of soiled panties way out in front
of her. She was holding them between her thumb and a finger
to show me they were really dirty, I suppose.
She gripped her mom's panties in both hands and came at my
face with the very soiled crotch facing me and clearly aimed
for my mouth. There was a ton of dried cum in the crotch.
"I think mom must have put these on to wear to the shower
after her and my dad had sex!" (g)
"Open your pussy mouth, slave. These panties are for you!"
I obediently opened my mouth although the thought was
repulsive to me. There was so much cum in the crotch and
I wanted no part of it. The thought of a man's cum was a
definite turn off. The thought of Sammi making me do this
horrible act was a definite turn on.
Sammi put them in my mouth giggling. "You are a regular
little whore, arn't you? I use to think you were so proper.
Like I would ever believe that now!"
She could sound like the most stuck up female in the world
when she berated me. I could not explain why I was not angry
with her. I could not explain why it made sexual heat build
in my crotch. I only knew it did.
My mouth closed on the panties. They reeked of stale sex
scents. I had no idea how long ago they were worn. The crotch
quickly became slick and gooey as my saliva mixed with the
cum. It tasted a lot different than did Sammi's. I adored
Sammi's. I did not adore this. This was torture by Sammi which
in some unexplained reason, turned me on. Sammi noticed it too.
"You slut! You little slut! You are getting off on eating my
mom's panties and sucking my dad's cum! Swallow all of it you
filthy whore. Maybe I will tell them what you are all about
and when they have sex tonight you can lick the cum off my
dad's dick and suck all of their cum from my mom's pussy. You
would love that, wouldn't you slut!'
"I can not believe I was so taken in by your goody two shoes
act. And boy was it an act! This is going to be a fun filled
weekend. Now I am going to whip your ass!"
Sammi pulled down my panties.
"Chew on those panties, slut! Really chew on them. Swallow
often too! Eat that filth! Make the panties clean. When you
need to cry out, just bite down on your mouthful of panties.
Open your mouth again slut.
I opened my mouth. Sammi stuffed the crotch of my very wet
panties in my mouth. I had never tasted my cum before. That
was repulsive to me. Although I supposed there was no real
difference in my cum, Sammi's cum, or her mom's cum. It was
all in the mind of the perceiver.
"I will tell you how this works. I only tell you because I
like you and you are trying so hard to please me. I will
beat you. When I stop I will inspect the panties. When both
pairs are clean to my satisfaction, I will stop beating you.
So chew hard, swish your saliva through the material,
swallow the pantie soup!" (g)
I heard the swish of her riding crop a split second before
I heard the plop and felt the pain on my ass. She hit me a
lot harder than when she was on my back. When I arched my
back and raised up on my tiptoes I heard Sammi giggle.
I had little time to recover from the pain when the same
thing happened again except this time it was followed by
two more lashes.
There was a pause. I swished my saliva through the panties
and chewed as rapidly as I could. I had already swallowed
several times. There was little cum and piss taste remaining.
I hoped she was going to inspect them. I ate them rapidly.
Let them be clean I prayed, please let them be clean.
There was a loud smack and a buring sensation to my ass.
"I like my ping pong paddle. It is not the one I use to
play table tennis with. Although I did when my dad first
started teaching me. It is a sandpaper paddle. See?"
She said as she rubbed my sore ass with it.
Whack! She hit me again. I yelped in pain inspite of my
mouth being filled with panties. My ass was becoming very
sensitive. Sammi touched it.
"Wow it is so hot! I bet your ass has never been so hot! (g)
"You know, Lindsey, I have never though you had a very
good looking ass. It is not made like a girl's ass should
be made, you know, it's to flat. My paddle may make it
flatter! (g) If it does, you can cut your hair, wear a tight
sports bra and pass for a guy!"
I could hear her laughing at her jokes. They were not funny.
Whack! She hit me again. My ass was sore. Each time she hit
me tears would come in my eyes. I was trying hard to keep
from crying. Little did I know she was going to continued
until I cried. That was part of it. That was a huge power
trip to her. To beat a girl a lot bigger and stronger than
she. She could do it merely because she was so beautiful
and so superior. Thai was Sammi's turn on.
"Uhmmmm," I heard her say. Then a swish and the multi strands
of leather hit my ass. It hurt so much. I cried. I sobbed even.
Tears ran from my eyes. How could anyone so beautiful do this
to someone who worshipped and loved her so much? How?
"Let me see those panties. You cry beautifully, you know. Ohh
I am so wet. You are keeping me turned on all weekend. You
will cry for me and I will make delish cum for you. An even
trade I would say!" (g)
"They are not clean enough. I bet you can still taste the cum,
can't you? Open the panty laundry machine!"
Sammi was all smiles as she looked into my tear filled eyes
gloating on the fact that she was going to beat me some more.
I did not plead for mercy. I would not do that even if she
killed me. My mind was made up and I was one hard headed person.
I tasted the panties again. There was no cum taste, only the
taste of wet cloth. Not clean wet cloth though. Maybe she was
correct, they were not clean enough. I resumed working on them
with my mouth just as the paddle smacked my sensitive ass
again. I lurched forward and Sammi giggled.
She hit me with the paddle three times in rapid sucession.
After the third time she scraped on my tender ass with the
sandpaper paddle. I was sobbing and in tears again.
"Please Sammi stop. Please don't hit me anymore. I will clean
all of your panties by mouth. Please stop. I can't take any
more. I love you Sammi."
"Let me see the panties. Open your laundry lid. (g) Uhmmm,
pretty good. They do not meet with my approval, however.
Open your mouth."
"Oh please Sammi, Please don't hit me anymore. I will do
anything."
"You will, 'Do anything,' anyway, slut."
She climed the steps and unfasten my wrist. I was so
grateful. I fell to my knees ready to worship her. She came
down the steps, stopping in front of me. I kissed her pretty
feet. I reached up and removed her clothes. I placed my mouth
over her pussy. It was cum filled. I licked, sucked, and
swallowed. I felt no shame, just gratefulness to Sammi for
stopping my torture. Sammi looked down at me. Her expression
was soft. She did not look haughty or berate me. She slowly
straddled my face allowing me better access to her private
parts. Pretty soon I was eating her out with gusto. She was
enjoying my tongue as her ass made gyrations on my face.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Four
When Sammi was satiated again she remained on my
face for a long time. Just relaxing on my face.
My neck and shoulders supported her weight. Sammi
was a tiny girl but after a while she became heavy.
I knew better than to complain. She would shift
her position from time to time seeking more confort
for her. She got off and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Silently of course. She turned and sat her ass on my
face. She alighned her rosebud perfectly with my mouth.
"Lick this awhile slave, I know how much you like to
lick my ass. Your pussy and your nipples betray you.
Here, look at this." She unfastened my bra. "Give me
one of these things." She pinched and tweeked my nipples.
My nipples grew when I was sexually aroused. I could feel
them grow against my bra.
"Lindsey, you are such a slut! You are a real whore. I
have never seen anyone become so turned on when I was
playing with them. I think I can, like, do anything to
you and you will love me for doing it and become more
aroused! Before you fill your panties with cum,
perhaps you should know how they are going to be
cleaned. Yep, the Lindsey Pantie Washing Machine.
Oh I love it, I just love it. We are going to have so
much fun this summer. You are going to keep me in a
sexual frenzy and keep me satiated at the same time.
This is going to be my best summer ever!"
"I truthfully doubted if you could handle my playfulness
all summer. But know what, I think you can. You enjoy it
almost as much as I! You are one of those sluts I have
read about on the internet. Lindsey Jones! Who would
ever have believed it! Number one slut of the year! Hell,
the whole freaking decade!"
While saying that she cut a fart in my mouth.
"OMG, that stinks. Inhale and hold it. Ohhh, that smells
awful. What a stink! I know you love my farts! I think
they stink something awful. Don't you ever tell anyone
how much my farts stink. There are those who I have
overheard say, 'Her farts don't stink,' I do not want
them to know the truth. It will be our secret my little
fart sniffer!"
"Lick my asshole really good. You have my permission to
enjoy it. Ohhh yes, I love your tongue in my ass. Since
you enjoy it soooo much, you will do it often! Count on
it!" (g)
"I am tired of playing with you." Sammi said as she got
off me. Tweaking my nipple extra hard. She giggled when
I yelped.
I was so relieved. My neck was hurting. My lungs hurt from
inhaling her fart and holding it in.
"Turn around, slut." She said to me.
I turned. She whacked me on my sore ass hard with her hand.
"That may be blue tomorrow. I got a little carried away! I
often do. Get a clean pair of panties out of that drawer.
Put them and my shorts on me."
She looked down at me, smirked, and put her pretty little
nose in the air. She looked down at me again and wrinkled
her nose at me, turned and walked away, making sure I seen
her ass motion with each step. How could I miss it? It may
very well be the cutest ass in the world, I thought.
When she got to the door, she opened it, stopped, slowly
turned, giving me time to see her profile outlined against
the outside light cascading through the open door.
"Slave, pantie licker, whatever. You may began to mouth wash
all of my panties since you wanted to so much. While you are
enjoying my scent and taste, you may as well be doing
something. Clean this place up. You have dripped cum on the
floor. You are such a slut!"
"Oh yeah, touch your pussy and I will kill you!"
I know she did not mean that literally. I also knew she would
heap a ton of pain on me if I did and she knew. How could I
not touch my pussy? Sammi had me so hot. I wanted the feel of
my fingers inside my pussy so much. My clit ached for attention.
My hand went to my G spot for a little pressure and circle motion.
Ohhhh, that felt so good. Just a little more I told myself.
I reached down and got Sammi's panties. I put them to my face,
inhaled her erotic scent, then put the crotch in my mouth.
My other hand went inside my panties and two fingers quickly
found their way inside. That felt so good. I continued to
finger myself and move my G spot hand in circles. I exploded
with thoughts of Sammi's pussy in my face. I remembered the
scent and the taste. My memory was intensified by the presence
of her panties. I sucked on them and swallowed the juices. I
was in love with Sammi Smith. I loved her deeply. Serving her
would be my life. It is all I wanted. Serve Sammi in any way
she wished would be my life's desire. Any where she wished,
I told myself, I would never be embarrassed by serving her in
public. Hell, I would fall to my knees and kiss her feet
downtown Manhatten if she asked me to. Sammi Smith, the world's
most gorgeous creation was allowing me to be near her and give
her pleasure. She tasted so good. Yep, sugar and spice and
everything nice. That was Sammi.
"Slave, get your ass out here. I have need of you. Hurry it
up."
I hurried out to her.
"You worthless slut. You have masturbated, haven't you?
Your face is still flushed. You are going to pay. You are
really going to pay. I may just kill you, literally I mean.
You will learn to obey me. You are so worthless. You are
the lowest piece of shit on earth. Why do I bother with you?"
Sammi was furious with me. I still did not understand what was
wrong with my enjoying sexual gratification. I gave it to her.
She walked up to me. I was on my knees.
"Lindsey, are you sure you want to be my base, and you know
continue cheerleading? Or maybe you would rather forget
cheerleading and stay completely away from me? If you can not
obey the simplest of orders, I do not want you near me.
Now or ever!"
"Yes, I want to cheer. I would adore being your base. I
would die if I was away from you. You are the only good and
true thing I have ever had. Please Sammi."
She looked down at me with large sad brown eyes. I thought
a little punishment was all you needed. I was wrong. Your
needs go deep. I have never met anyone like you. I thought
I kinda knew you. I never knew you at all. I gave you a
little pain to help you to be obedient to me. It did no
good. This time I am going to humiliate you severly. The
worst humiliation that can be privately done to anyone.
If this does no good, if you do not learn from it, well I
really do not know. I can't do anything much worse to you.
Maybe others will have to administer your corrections.
She stepped forward and straddled my face the way she did
when I carried her to the basement.
"Carry me back to the basement. I will guide you."
I crawled backwards again. When I got to the door she said.
"I think I see somethig I want on the other side of the
pool. Take me to it."
She guided me to the pool deck. It was a very hard and
rough surface. Not designed for crawling on. My knees were
already sore. In only a few steps they were killing me.
Sammi began to wiggle around on my face making carrying her
more difficult. I could feel her heat through her shorts.
Her feminine scent was strong. She had just had sex on my
face.
I continued to crawl to the otherside of the pool. I knew
my knees were raw.
"No it is not what I thought it was, let's go back." Sammi
said through pent up laughter. Her crotch got hotter.
I carried her back. Each step with my knees was excruciating.
Sammi was not at all sympathetic.
"Maybe the new skin you grow will look better on you. Maybe
it will always be an ugly scar. Maybe to ugly to cheer. If
so, well, you have asked for this. I really do not care.
You can always just be my slave and pantie eater." (g)
I got us inside she guided me to the basement bathroom.
"You have pratically begged me for this, Lindsey Jones.
Now you are going to get what sluts deserve. My cum is way
to good for you. Piss is more on the order of your worth.
I am going to pee. You better not let one drop escape.
You treat my pee as valuable. Oh yeah, if one drop escapes
your lips it is three times around the pool with me giving
you a taste of my riding crop every step. You will have no
skin on your knees or your back. I have been to sweet to you.
If I must stop pissing, I will, but I will punish you for
making me stop too.
Sammi began peeing in my mouth. I had never tasted piss. It
was horrible. So strong. I swallowed with big gulps but
could not keep up. I squeezed her leg and she stopped. "One,"
she said.
"Well, I can not hold it all night stupid. Squeeze me when you
want more of my delish pee. It is to good for you, you know."
I squeezed her leg and the flow started again. I swallowed as
fast as I could but could not keep up with her flow. Her piss
came out so fast and hard. It hit the inside of my mouth with
a force.
"Two," Sammi said.
As soon as I got my breath I pressed again. Sammi was giggling.
"Do you know what I am doing to you for stopping my flow? You
are so stupid. I may take a dump in your toilet mouth. Yeah,
one full day of complete toilet service for every time I have
to stop your fountain service. What did you ever think toilets
are for? I shit in toilets all the time. Your mouth is no
different. You are a toilet, Lindsey. I just used you for one.
Once a toilet, always a toilet!"
I hoped Sammi was berating me and was not for real. If she was
truthin I was in big trouble. I could never eat her shit no
matter how beautiful she was. Besides I have heard the phrase,
"Eat shit and die".
I was frozen in time. My mind was not even working. I watched
as she turned and backed her ass to my mouth like it was a
movie, no, a dream. I opened my mouth as her ass hole neared
my mouth. I was in another world. This was not me. This was
not my mouth which was about to be shit in.
I was jarred back to reality when the horrible stink invaded
my nostrils just a second before her shit entered my mouth.
Why did I permit such a degrading thing to be done to me.
One word, Sammi. She could do no wrong. I looked at the turd
in my mouth with a good three inches sticking out. It was a
mixture of dark and lighter shades of brown. It looked two
inches thick although I knew that was not possible. It was
huge and Sammi was so tiny. She must be all asshole.
I had never tasted piss. I had never tasted shit. I had
only had it on my hands a few times. I remembered the stink
did not wash off very easily. This turd was pushed into my
mouth. Squished back against it and protruding passed my
lips under my nose. It was so bad. Words can not describe
it. As if far away, I heard Sammi speak.
"Hurry, take it to the toilet and spit it out unless you
really do want to eat my shit. If you do, swallow, I will
allow you to eat all of my dumps if it turns you on. Try it,
you may like it! (g) You like every nasty thing I have done
to you so far. I see your nipples in that full length mirror.
They are hard as rocks. You are pathetic. I am taking a shit
in your mouth and it arouses you! You are so awful! Swallow
you shit eater!"
I hurried to the bathroom and spit out her shit. I could not
get it all out of my mouth. I spit several times. My mouth
was filling with saliva. The taste was bitter. Never have I
dreamed of the awfulness of this. Why am I allowing this?
Why?
Hey, feces transport. Get your filthy mouth back here. I
have more for you!" (g)
Please let me not swallow. I said to myself. It was so awful.
I do not know how I was able to return and allow Sammi to shit
some more in my mouth. It was like I was not in control of my
actions. I returned to her and placed my wide opened mouth over
her asshole. The stink was overwhelming. I wanted to stop her
before it actually went down my throat. She did not give me
any time to think farther. She shit another turd in my mouth.
She was pushing it out. It was about to go down my throat. I
moved my head back as far as I could. I had a mouth full. I
rushed to the bathroom again. Sammi was laughing at me.
Actually laughing. I gagged as I spit and wretched. I was so
miserable. I got it out of my mouth but that did not prevent
the taste or the stink.
"Lindsey, get your toilet mouth back in here. Gee, if I knew
you were going to be so slow, I would have made you swallow
all of it from the beginning. Get back here this second or
prepare to swallow!" (g)
I rushed back in as fast as I could crawl. My knees were
killing me but the pain was small compared to what my taste
buds were encountering.
She backed up to me and pushed another turd out. She must
have been trying to shit slowly with this one because it
gradually pushed back against the roof of my mouth. I had
little room to move my face away without falling over
backards. The turd stopped and I again rushed to the bathroom.
I spit it out and looked at her shit in the toilet. All of
that could have been lying in my stomach I thought. I gagged.
"Oh, ass licker! (g) Come to me! Be sure you wash your mouth
and tongue good. I want a clean tongue on my ass. Not one that
has shit embedded in it!. You are so disgusting! But I love
you for it."
I washed my mouth and tongue. I know I took along time.
"My little ass lickek, you may bring my whip. For taking so long.
I am beating your ass again. You will have no skin on it before
summer is over. I love giving you licks with my whip while you
give me licks with your tongue! I made another funny!
I picked up her whip and took to her. She was still gigling as
she backed her ass on to my face. I licked the last bit of shit
from her gorgeous ass. No matter what she had just done to me,
Sammi had a gorgeous ass. I could feel the heat in my crotch.
She got off my face and looked at me.
"I wanted to see your face. Don't you realize what I have just
done to you? You are freakin incredible! Uggghhhh. I can see my
shit on you. That is so disgusting. Phew, you stink! What a
sewer mouth!"
Sammi turned and backed up again. "Lick and suck on my ass some
more." (g)
"Wow! I was really impressed. If you could take turds that
large, deep throating my dad should be no problem for you.
Maybe I will tell him. Would you like to have a large
pulsating dick down your throat shooting hot sperm almost
directly into your sewer belly? What a loser you are!"
"Get my ass cleaned. Then get your filthy mouth cleaned the
best you can. I seriously doubt if it will ever be clean
again after what you have just had in it. I have never met
a loser like you. Know what, loser? You are calling your
mom. You are going to beg her to let you stay here with me
all summer. You will tell her how we have a big beautiful
home and how I want you to stay, etc., etc. Well I do want
you to stay. I want to use you all summer. My summer will
be so awesome. Your's will be hell, but that is what you want.
Don't you want that slave? You want to be used and abused by
me. Well, you are going to get it. You get off on being
abused, I get off on abusing. I will really get off on
abusing a loser like you. I just used you for my pee toilet
and took a big dump in your mouth. Does that not bother you?
Shit, you even act proud of it!"
Sammi shook her pretty head from side to side as she said
this. All the time her face was wrinkled by the repulsiveness
of the whole thing. I wondered, where did I go wrong? For me,
had I gone wrong? I felt such powerful urges when Sammi was
using and abusing me. If I were not made for this, why would
I feel those urges? Why would my pussy throb with desire?
I had endured the most horrible degradation imaginable and
had a horrible taste in my mouth. The scent coming from my
breath was as bad as any sewer I had ever smelled. Yet,
I felt a fullness, a completeness. The only thing missing was
sexual relief for me. If Sammi had but masturbated me while
taking her dump, I would have been fulfilled, complete. I
knew then that I was beyond redemption. I would never be
ordinary. I would always be some girl's slave and well,
anything else she wanted me to be. I knew what Sammi was
going to do to me. I would have many more times like the
time just passed. How could she treat me any worse? Answer,
she could not.
I was wrong.
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.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Six
Sammi kicked like a mule all night. I slept little. She
also dug her toe nails in me several times. I was being
marked all over by Sammi. These markings were a brand I
guess. They signified my devotion to her.
After it became day, I did not know what time, Sammi
gave me a kick and said.
"Wake up Lindsey. I need to pee. I am not ready to arise
yet, so I am using you. Yep, you get to enjoy the morning
pee of a goddess. You should be very happy."
She threw the cover off of us. I later discovered why. She
wanted to watch my nipples to see if I would become turned
on by her use of me. I did, and she noticed.
She giggled the whole time she was pissing in my mouth. Her
pee was so strong. I could smell it too. Despite the taste
and smell, I loved my mouth positioned on her. When she
finished and I licked her she took my hair in her hands and
pulled my mouth to her mound. Sammi had little reguards for
my comfort.
"Lick and suck on me, slave. Omg all of your areolas are
nipples! Lindsey, you are a slut. I mean a slut of the
lowest kind. I have pissed in your mouth. You swallowed all
of it and now licking and sucking me makes you hot. You are
to much."
"Your nipples are going to be the death of you Lindsey Jones.
You should have cut them off when you reached puberty!"
"Would you like to service me during my menses?"
When she said that she reached for my nipples and began
rolling them around with her fingers and thumbs. They stayed
rock hard while she degraded me.
"You would! You really would! Lindsey, my period is due in a
day or two. I am really going to keep a close pussy mouth
contact. Your nipples are getting harder! I thought they were
as hard as they could get. This will be my best summer ever!
I have never in my life believed I would look forward to having
a period. Yeah, Lindsey, you are going to be my menses slave.
If someone said that to me, I would be so disgusted. That
would be repulsive. It would be awful beyond words. Not to you
though. I do not know if you are turned on by my telling you
I am going to do such a disgusting thing to you, or if you are
turned on with the thought of licking and sucking on my pussy
during my heavy flow time. I do not care which it is. You are
going to do it, slut. You are going to swallow too!"
"Suck on my pussy, slut. Suck on it and pretend my flow is
entering your toilet mouth. Swallow and pretend you can feel
the clots and taste the blood and discharge. Put your hand
on your pussy. Get yourself off while you suck my pussy and
pretend you are serving as my menses slave. Do it, slut!"
"Yeah that is it! Press on your g spot with your other hand.
Suck on my pussy. Put your tongue as far inside me as it
will reach. Ohhh yes! Tongue fuck me, slut!"
Sammi now had my mouth tightly over her. I was fucking her
with my tongue. I was being treated with a lot of cum. She
positioned me so I was on my back. She was a straddle me
and rode my face hard. Lots of times I could not breathe.
My finger fucking myself and the attention I was giving to
my g spot caused me to be more short on breath.
When she climaxed her body shuddered and she pulled my hair
so hard I thought it would come out of my head. I came at
the same time too. I was exhausted. When she finished with
me. She lay back and gave me an order to suck out everything.
She wanted everything cleaned with my, "slut tongue," she
called it.
"Prepare my bath. Get the temp just right. If it is not
I will use this on you until you get it right."
She picked up her multi strand riding crop and hit me
lightly for effect. Even a light hit hurt.
I looked at my stomach and chest. I had toe nail scratches
all over me. I had what looked like a bruise below my left
boob too. I knew that was from one of her kicks.
I got up, I was sore all over. My flesh burned everwhere
from scratches.
I went in the bathroom and started running water. I wished
I could soak in the hot water for an hour.
I had no idea how she liked her bath. She knew I did not.
She was just using it as an excuse to beat me with her
torture instrument.
I tested the water with my hand. It felt so good. I heard
the swish a split second before my back became flames.
"That was a test, slave. Get your ass flat on the floor.
I need your worthless body for a step to get in my bath.
It had better be just the way I like it too."
"I like the way you layed down with your face up! You just
wanted to look at my bod as I stepped on you. Is that not
right, slut?" She never wanted an answer.
Saying that Sammi stepped on my chest with both feet. She
had a foot mashing each of my boobs. She was facing my toes.
"Look at my ass you pathetic skank. Would you like your
tongue in my ass hole? Would you like the taste of my shit
in your mouth? Well,the next time I need to take a dump I
am using the Lindsey Turd Transport again. That was so much
fun the last time we did it. You got off on it to. You are
such a loser! You are so lucky I am amicable to allowing
you to serve me and I let you get off on ocassion too.
I have read on the internet where some do not allow their
slaves to get their rocks off more than once every few
months. Yeah, you are lucky you have, "Little Understanding
Me," to serve."
With that she squatted down placing her ass in my face.
"Lick my ass hole. Run your tongue up my crack. Yeah, like
that. Stick your tongue inside my ass hole. Tongue fuck my
ass slave. Even that arouses you, bitch. You are the biggest
loser I ever met. You are going to spend your life being
humiliated like this. You had better pray it is by some
gorgeous chick like me and not by some fat ugly bitch."
She farted in my face then turned around and laughted at
me. She stepped off my boobs as she turned around to look
down at me like I was what she said I was. I should have
hated her. I should have wanted to get up and pound her
body in the floor. I should have wanted to stick her head
in her bathwater until I seen bubbles. I did not. Instead,
I thought how beautiful and totally awesome she was. I
thought about her shaved mound. I could feel my tongue
grow in my mouth from need of her. I wanted to eat her out
again and taste her sweet cum. Hell, I would have welcomed
her piss since it meant I would get to lick her pussy.
Sammi was beatiful beyond description. I wanted her so
badly.
She stepped in the water.
"OOOOO, This is to cold!"
She hit me with her crop. I hurried to get up to make it
hotter. She moved her ass backward and my face raised up
in her crotch. She hit my legs with her whip again.
"If you want to suck my pussy instead of getting my water
the correct temp., Have at it. I am using this on you just
like I told you I would. I bet if you had not wasted so
much time admiring my ass the temp would have been correct.
Losers do things like that. Uhmmm, I wonder did you
knowingly delay my bath so I could enjoy beating you? Did
you delay so I would beat you? Did you delay my bath
because you wanted to enjoy the enticing scent of my
feminine aroma before the scent of our sex was washed away?
Owning a slut slave is so complicated. Oh well, enjoy the
taste and scent of my pussy while I beat you."
With that she began whipping my legs with her riding crop.
Each time the crop hit me several red welts would appear.
Each time she hit me she would giggle as I my body arched
forward, pushing my mouth tighter on her pussy.
I did not enjoy the beatings. I did not like them at all.
Sammi seemed to like them though.
I got my hand on the faucet as quickly as I could and
turned on the hot water. Sammi continued to hit me with
her crop. After the water had run awhile I said.
"Please test the water, Your Highness."
Sammi giggled. "I like that, slave. Uhmmm, just right.
Lay my crop over there so you can get it for me if I
desire beating you again."
"Pleasure both of us by washing my bod. Do it slowly and
sensuously. Ahhhh, this water feels devine. I way just soak
in it awhile and allow you to attend to me. My legs need
to be shaved. My pussy needs shaving too. I need a
pedicure. My feet need a good massage. Yeah slave, I
think I will stay here for awhile. Turn on the water
jets for me. Pamper me slave. That is what slaves do.
They pamper and spoil their owner. I do love owning you.
I know I hurt you a lot, but, well, I enjoy it so much.
I know you like it too, even if you say you do not. Your
nipples give you away. Look at them. They jut out so
proudly. They like serving me too. Lindsey, you were
created to serve a superior woman. Both of us know that.
Serve me, Lindsey. Serve your Princess with everything
you are or will ever be. Give me all of you. I will
use you in every way possible. I will see to it that you
receive a lot of degradation with a proper amount of pain.
I will love you in my way, you love me in yours."
With that she became quiet. Her eyes closed. I washed her
body enjoying every touch my hands made with her skin.
Sammi was beautiful. I knew I would serve her as long as
she wanted me.
I bent down and took one of her nipples in my mouth. I
moved my tongue around it while squeezing it with my lips.
I gently sucked on it while Sammi's cute little chest arched
forward. Each of us were in our own heaven. So different
but made for each other.
I planted a row of kisses to her belly button. It was small
and taut. I kissed in a few times and let my tongue savor it.
I could taste Sammi's bath water. Her bubbles tickled my nose.
She placed her hands on my head and guided me to her mound.
She held me there while I held my breath and kissed it. How
could anyone be so perfect I wondered. I ran my tongue around
and in. I was in need or air. I used all of my strength to
bring my head above water and gasp for air.
"You may need to grow gills so you can keep your head under
water and use your tongue. Until you grow gills, you will have
to take a chance on drowning. I like the feel of your tongue
on me, the soft water going in and out with every lick you
make. Hurry and get your mouth back where it belongs."
I could feel the pride swell in me as I plunged my head back
in Sammi's bath water. My tongue began again to play with
each fold and crease. The water burned my eyes because of
the soap now present in it. I left them open anyway so I
could admire Sammi. Also I needed to see. I needed to so I
could be sure my tongue was touching all of the right places.
I stayed under as long as I could before coming up for air.
Sammi turned over for me. I thought that was so sweet of her.
Her ass was so gorgeous. I kissed each of her cheeks before
placing my mouth over her cute little rose bud. I washed it
with my tongue. I reached for a bath scented bar of soap. I
licked the soap then tongued her ass. I repeated this several
times. When my tongue moved up her crack she moaned with
pleasure. I was giving Sammi the attention she deserved.
I continued to lick her body. My tongue was tired. I knew it
would become stronger and have more endurance. I longed for
when I could wash all of my beautiful Sammi with my tongue.
I thought my mouth would benefit from the soap too. Sammi had
deposited a lot in it.
When my tongue was so tired I could lick no more I began
shaving Sammi's legs. Her legs were muscular and formed
perfectly. Her ankles were small. Her feet were size six.
After I shaved her legs I did trim work on her bush. I
left a small patch above her slit. I wanted to feel her pubic
hair enter my nose. I knew it would be awhile before they
were long enough for that. I planned to be here though.
Sammi needed me and I needed her. We both had needs.
I sat in the water and placed her smooth shaven legs across me.
I began to trim her toe nails. When I finished with them I
would paint them and massage her feet. I got a Seventeen
magazine for her to look at while I did her toe nails.
I opened the drain and dried Sammi. She lifted her arms and legs
at the right time. I knew someone had pampered her before and I
was jealous. No one but I had the right to touch my beautiful
Sammi.
I assisted her with getting dressed. I brushed her hair. She
had me get on my knees with my mouth opened. She brushed her teeth
and spit her touthpaste in my mouth on ocassion. I knelt on the
bathroom floor looking up at Sammi. My mouth was opened as wide
as I could open it. Sammi would give me her cute haughty smile
each time she spit.
When she finished brushing her teeth I assumed the all four
position so she could ride me where ever she wished to go.
She guided me to the kitchen. I prepared her breakfast.
While she ate I knelt under the table with my chin on her chair.
I could not see her magnificent pussy because she was wearing
shorts. Her legs felt good against my cheeks though.
I was hungry. I hoped she would allow me to eat. She did. When
she finished she said.
"Slave you may eat now. You may even eat from my plate. Be sure
you wash dishes really good though. I know where your mouth has
been and what has been in it!"
"Clean the kitchen and dining room. Mom likes them spotless.
When you are finished doing that come to the pool to see if I
need something. I may want to play with you. Oh yeah, The entire
house must be cleaned too. I want to watch when you clean the
master bath. I have some special instructions for you."
Her eyes sparkled when she said that.
I watched the movement of her ass and legs as she walked away
leaving me to have breakfast and clean. I already knew I would
clean the tile on my hands and knees. I felt that was the proper
way to clean Sammi's house.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Seven
I cleaned as Sammi had told me and went to her. She was
smimming in the pool. She looked soooo hot. When I got to
the pool she told me to step into the water. I did not
have on a bathing suit but did as she asked.
"Squat down so I can get on your shoulders." She said
I did so and she got on my shoulders, burying my face
in her crotch.
"Support my ass with your hands, slave. Gee do I have to
tell you even the most obvious things? Raise up. Now
walk forward."
I did and could tell I was walking towards the deep end.
I felt the water rise on me. Sammi was giggling her
usual giggle when she was about to do something to me
for her amusement.
When the water was to my boobs I stopped.
Sammi hit me on top of the head.
"I did not say stop. Keep walking."
"The water is getting deep, Sammi." I replied.
"Like that matters to me, I am not in the water yet. I
want to feel the water as it moves around my body.
Keep walking. If you stop again you will be sorry."
I resumed walking. The water started to cover my mouth.
I took a deep breath. I did not know when I would get
another.
"Stop." Sammi said.
I quickly obeyed.
"Slave this is a lesson in cheerleading. The base and
flyer, top, bottom, must always trust each other. This
is a lesson in trust. Walk forward."
My next step took the water over my head. I held my
breath and walked forward. I took three more steps and
could feel the need to breath. I knew panic would set
in and I would dump Sammi. I concentrated on walking
forward. My foot touched the end of the pool. I knew
the pool was eight feet deep. I squatted down and pushed
hard with my legs. Sammi squeezed my face and held on.
I came up out of the water and inhaled hard. I stopped
just as I went under again. Sammi was squealing with
delight with her new pool toy. I went down in a squat
and jumped up again doing the breathing as before. Sammi
was squealing, giggling, and saying things like, "Ride
em cowgirl". I did this until I was so exhausted. When
my leap failed to clear my head, Sammi dismounted and
swam away. I barely had the energy to pull myself up
the ladder. The clorine burned my eyes and I had drink
a fair amount of pool water. I got on the deck and
layed down. Sammi walked up to me and placed both
feet on my back. She started doing the twist.
"You will be in such great shape this fall for
cheerleading! You will appreciate all of my
conditioning training then. This requires a lot of
effort on my part you know." (g)
"Get your lazy ass up. I have cheer practice for you.
I want to fly."
I got to my feet. Sammi had on no bottoms. My head
bent forward and my mouth opened. Sammi giggled.
"You are addicted to my pussy! Well, you can't have it!
We have to practice. If you are really, really good,
maybe I will let you lick it a few times!" (g)
"This is a lesson in concentration. You must concentrate
on me and my safety at all times. No matter what is
going on around you. I am all that matters."
I bent down and cupped my hands. She stepped on them
jumped, I heaved and she was up and transfered to my
shoulders.
"Look up at me and do not take your eyes off me while
I am up here." She giggled. "You must see and concentrate
on me and my position."
I looked up. I could see her magnificent pussy and ass.
I also saw the golden stream a sec before it splashed
on my face.
"Open your mouth and swallow, slave. I know you like
my delish pee. Leave your eyes open. I know my piss
burns your eyes, but you must look past the pain. Think
only of me and my safety. See it is a cheering lesson.
You also get to enjoy refreshments." (g)
Her piss was splattering all over my face. I kept my
mouth and eyes open. I tried to catch all of it in my
mouth but some was splashing in my eyes. It burned my
eyes so much I could not hold them open. My head went
down and I could feel her piss hit my hair. I could
hear her chant one of our cheers while pissing on me.
She gave me the signal she wanted down and I pushed
up and caught her as she came to the ground.
"Ooooo, you look like you have just been pissed on!
Even you hair is soaked. Your eyes are so red. Don't
just stand there, lick me, slut."
I place my mouth over her and licked.
"Put you mouth over my ass hole, toilet slave. I have
something for you. Swallow when I say. Ready?"
She cut a big fart in my mouth.
"Swallow! That is so cool. If you can inhale my farts,
and carry my shit in your mouth, you should be able to
be my full and complete toilet, don't you think, slave?
I think you are sooo lucky to have beautiful and sweet,
me, someone so nice and understanding to teach you the
finer arts of being a base. Shit, Lindsey, you could
have someone teaching you whose pussy was not as sweet
as mine!"
"Slave I want to go in the house. Assume position."
Sammi pointed to the ground for emphasis and jumped
on my back when I was on all fours.
"My bikini bottom is over there."
I crawled to it carrying Sammi.
"Pick it up with your mouth. Be sure the crotch is in your
mouth. Like I would have to tell you that! (g) To the
house slave."
She swatted me on my ass with her hand. I went at a fast
crawl to the house. She guided me to her bathroom.
"Slave, lick my legs. Some piss may have splashed on them.
After licking them throughly you may wash them. After I
have allowed you to enjoy your treat. Get busy and clean
my bathroom. I want my toilet tongue cleaned before you
clean it the old fashioned way with toilet brush. (g)
I will be lounging in my room. When you finish in here
I will show you what to do in my parents bathroom. Enjoy
slave!"
She watched me lick her toilet seat before walking away.
I saw a pair of her panties laying in the floor. I picked
them up and inhaled the fragrance of Sammi. I inhaled
deeply. My eyes were closed and I was in heaven. My
hand went to my crotch. I heard Sammi's voice.
"You slut! Do I have to watch you all of the time? Take
your hand away now. Your hands are made for cleaning and
for my pleasure. Put those dirty panties in your mouth.
There are more in the laundry basket. I want every pair
cleaned by your toilet mouth before you hand wash them.
You have a lot of work to do here. You certainly do not
have time to play with yourself. I want my laundry done.
When you are through with it you may began on my parents
laundry. There is no reason you can not clean my panties
while you clean my bathroom. Take them out of your mouth
before you bury your head in the toilet water though. I
do not want my panties in that nasty toilet bowl."
Sammi flashed a gorgeous smile. "Enjoy the pantie soup,
slut!"
She wrinkled her nose in disgust, turned and left the room.
I watched her ass as she left. She had not bothered to put
anything on and had removed her bikini bra. Sammi was nude.
I was so hot. I cleaned her panties while searching through
her dirty laundry for more. I did not think about what I
had become or how my actions seemed to anyone else. I just
ate her panties while busily cleaning her bathroom.
I had my beautiful Sammi's bathroom spotless. Everything
shined. I went to her room with a pair of her panties in
my mouth chewing on them. Sammi laughted when she saw me.
"Slut you are to much, you really are! I doubt if I ever
get like totally use to you. I will try. I will do my best
to think of new ways to humiliate and torture you for our
pleasure. Get over here and eat my pussy."
Those were the words I wanted to hear. I rushed to her
on my knees. I went straight to her crotch. She placed
her hands on the back of my head as my tongue licked her
lips.
Sammi had been playing with herself. My first lick
brought cum in my mouth. In a comple minutes Sammi was
moaning and crying out my name. Sometimes she called me
Lindsey, sometimes she called me slave, whore, slut. I
knew what she wanted. More of my tongue in her, more
sucking, more slurping, more tiny circles around her
clit. I had become addicted to Sammi's pussy. I had
never found anything I liked as much as eating her out.
I needed the feel of hands and fingers on me too. That
I did not receive.
When she was through with me she marched me to her
parents bathroom.
"First thing, slut. Go through the laundry. Get all of
my mom's panties and wash them with your whore mouth.
If you displease me you will be doing my dad's shorts
too. Do not clean this toilet with your mouth. That
is reserved for my toilet only. I know how turned on
you get when you are licking where you know my ass has
been. Hey, that is probably why you like eating my
panties so much."
Sammi became serious for a minute. "You know I have
read about girls like you. I thought they were really
weird. I never dreamed an ordinary person would want
to serve another girl as you do. I am glad we found
each other. I don't want our relationship to end with
the coming school year. I want you for my slave for a
long time, maybe even life."
Sammi walked up to me and gave me a small hug. I almost
burst into tears. I did not trust my voice to speak. I
wanted to say I wanted to serve her forever but I said
nothing.
Sammi walked away and I cleaned the bathroom, her mom's
panties, and gathered clothes to laundry. I was so tired
but I put one foot in front of the other and pushed on.
"Hey slut, don't mouth clean anymore of my mom's panties
unless I order you too. I would not want you to like
them more than mine!" (g) After all you are my property!
I own you slut. I own all of you and I will do whatever
pleases me to you. You will let me too. Know why? You
are enslaved by my pussy! (g) You are just a little
pussy slave."
How could I let her know I liked the tender moments a
lot more than when she berated me. I would always
cherish the small hug she gave me. Her putting me
down was a turn on that I did not understand though.
I knew why she thought I liked it so much. I could feel
the heat build in my pussy when she did things to me.
I think the heat would be much more intense if she loved
me. There was a lot about me I did not understand. How
could I expect anyone else to understand if I did not?
"Hey slave, while you were working I fixed me a sandwich.
There is stuff in the fridge. Make youself something to
eat. I suppose slaves get hungry too. Unless you are
saving space in your tummy for when I take a big dump
in your mouth! (g) I bet if I ordered you to swallow it,
you would!"
Sammi had gotten dressed. I watched her buns as she
walked away. I was in love with her forever and would
do whatever to remain close to her.
A few hours later Sammi left the house. She said she was
going driving. She needed time alone to think. The first
place I went was to her room and got the book she was
writing in.
I find myself liking Lindsey more all of the time. I have
feelings for her. Maybe I always did. I thought I wanted
her to use and abuse. I certainly wanted a slave! With
my lifestyle I need a slave. I have no time or desire to
do all of the mundane things that must be done. With
Lindsey, I do not have to. She does them all and enjoys
doing them for me. I never want that to change. I may
give her a little sexual pleasure. Like I may let her
place her pussy against mine. Just once in a while. I
would not want her to come to expect it. I have wondered
what it would be like to kiss her lips. But hell, I
could not do that knowing where her mouth spends all of
its time. I think that is probably why I took a dump in
it. I knew I could never kiss a mouth that had had my
shit in it. Maybe if I start making her eat my shit
my strange feelings about her will go away. I know she
would do it if I told her to. Lindsey Jones, full and
complete toilet slave for Princess Sammi. That has
a special aura about it.
My god, Sammi was contemplating making me eat that
horrible stuff. I could not do it. I know I never
could. The scent is so bad. I manage to get through
that because of my love for Sammi. I could never
swallow her shit. I would vomit it right back up.
How could she want to do that to me? The shit
transport thing was more degrading than anything I
ever dreamed she would do to me. But then, I never
dreamed of her many other uses of me either. Her
writings said she had never did these things to
anyone else. My body betrayed me.My nipples
betrayed me. Sammi knows how turned on I get. She
will do increasingly humiliating things to me until
my nipples no longer show arousal. I hate to think
what that will be.
I felt my nipples. They were hard. I was turned on
by reading her plans for me. I know I do not want to
be Sammi's complete toilet slave. I know I do not, I
thought,as my other hand went to my crotch. In my mind,
I could smell Sammi's farts. I took my hand from my
nipples and put it on my g spot. God, what was I
thinking. It was awful. I opened my mouth as wide as
I could and made a gagging noise as my mind envisioned
one of her largest turds pushing its way between my
lips and down my throat. I swallowed and orgasmed at
the same time. What had I become?
I heard Sammi's car enter the garage. I ran down to
meet her. I opened her door and assumed the position
to carry her inside.
She said nothing, just straddled my back as if it was
a service she had always had. I felt her heat as she
squirmed on my back.
"To my room, slave," Sammi said.
I carried her to her chair and knelt before her. I
removed her shoe and kissed her pretty little foot.
I took all of her toes in my mouth and began sucking and
licking them. I do not know how long I sucked Sammi's
toes. I was in a dream state. I was serving in the
lowest ways possible for Sammi, and was in heaven.
"Slave, give my left foot some attention too!" Sammi's
sweet voice said.
I removed her other shoe and began on that foot with
my mouth as my hands massaged her wet foot.
"That is dreamy, slave. You are taking such great care
of me. I have always deserved attention like this but
you are the first to really give it to me."
"Lindsey, can you live for me, like totally for me?
Never consider anything except me? Can you always perform
the way you have been performing for the last couple days?
Can you do this for your whole life? I need you Lindsey.
I promise to always use you in the ways your body desires
me to. I know what it wants. Your nipples and the heat of
your pussy tell me. I thought those things I did to you
were so degrading and horrible.
I had a drive and thought about us. I know they are not
degrading and horrible to you. You need them. They only
appear that way to me because I do not need them. Well,
that is not totally correct. I need to do them to you.
You need for me to do them to you. I do not understand
it but I accept it. We were meant to be together, I
know it, Lindsey, I just know it!"
I cooed, "yes, yes, yes," to all she said as my lips
kissed their way up her leg and to her crotch. She was
so wet her shorts had a spot on them which my tongue
quickly licked. Ohhh, she smelled so good. I hurridly
removed her clothes with her help and dived in her
pussy. Right then I would have crawled completely
inside it and lived forever if only I could have.
I felt her hands as she unfasten my bra and pulled
my top over my boobs. She was pinching my nipples
hard enough to hurt but the pain was pain of
pleasure. I moaned and cried out on ocassion but both
of us kept on doing what we were doing.
I had moved a hand to my pussy and was fingering it
frantically. Sammi did not stop me. We exploded together.
That was the greatest feeling of my life.
Sammi lay still as I sucked out all of her delish cum.
My tongue continued to work inside her as I swallowed.
I was in love with Sammi's cum and everything else about
her.
I pulled on her and she obliged me by turning over. That
awesome ass was sticking up. I placed a hand on either
cheek as my mouth sought her rosebud. My tongue went deep
inside and I though, "No rose was ever this sweet."
I licked and sucked her ass. My mind imagined me as her
toilet. If she had pushed out a turd at that moment, I
would have ate it. What had I become?
I noticed my Sammi's breathing had slowed. She was asleep.
I was very tired. I wrapped my arms around her, rested my
face on her ass, snuggled up, and also fell asleep.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Eight
It was dark when I awoke. I got up and took a shower.
I washed my hair too, it smelled like Sammi's piss. I
inhaled and looked at my nipples. They were larger.
God, I was turned on by the scent of her piss. I am
a loser I thought.
I stepped out of the shower. I spotted Sammi's bikini
bottom. I put it to my face. It was still wet. I
inhaled but the scent of Sammi had been previously
removed by my mouth.
I got dressed and went back to Sammi's room. I heard
the door open. Sammi's mom came in.
"Lindsey, I am so glad to see you. There are some
packages in the SUV. Some groceries too. Be a dear
and carry them in for me. I have worked so hard today
I am exhausted. When you carry everything in, come to
the living room."
"Yes Mrs. Smith," I answered.
I carried all the packages and groceries in. I put the
groceries away and went to the living room. Mrs.
Smith was on the love seat. It was the type with
recliners at each end. She was reclined with her eyes
closed.
"You wanted to see me, Mrs. Smith?"
"Yes I did, be a dear and massage my feet. I have been
on them so much. I played several games of tennis after
my golf outing, then the shopping. I have simply done
to much. I am thankful you are here to do things for us.
You are a sweet girl."
"Yes, Mrs. Smith," I said as I took one of her feet in
my hands. Her foot was hot and did not smell to good.
I began massaging it.
"Ohhh yes, that feels so good. The only improvement
would be if you suck on the toes of my other foot.
You would not mind, would you?"
"That made me hot." Why?
I could feel my nipples pushing against my blouse. Sammi
would not allow me to wear a bra.
I heard Mrs. Smith giggle. Sounded a lot like Sammi's giggle.
They were a lot alike. Mrs. Smith was just an older Sammi.
I looked up at her. She was staring right at my boobs. She
could see the way my nipples pushed against my blouse. She
knew giving special attention to her feet was turning me on.
"Take your time. Do not rush it. I like slow and sensual
attention. Gently massage my foot, suck on my toes. Yeah,
that's it. Now lick the bottom of my feet. Ohhh, Lindsey,
you have a talented tongue."
I massaged her feet, sucked her toes, and licked for
some time. I felt her hands on my head.
Turn lose for a second. I want to raise up."
She did and I was kneeling before her.
She gave me the same look Sammi gives me when I am being
subservient to her.
She pulled my head with her hands all the while staring
right through my blouse.
I did not resist her pull although I knew where she was
guiding me. I could feel my heat build as my face went
to her crotch.
"Here, let me help you. You do not want all that material
between us, do you? Of course not."
She removed her shorts and panties. I was staring straight
at her pussy. She smiled down at me as she pulled my head.
I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and licked her pussy.
A slight moan escaped her mouth as she slid down and placed
a leg on each of my shoulders. Her nails tightened on my neck
as she began to hunch my face. The intensity of her cries
increased. I ate her out the same way I ate out Sammi.
When she had her orgasm she kept a tight grip on my head.
I could feel her pussy throb. I swallowed sucked and swallowed.
I then went back to licking.
"Lindsey, that is the best I have ever been eaten. You must have
had a lot of practice to get so good. I know why you and Sammi
are such good friends. How long have you been doing her?"
"Mrs. Smith, I am so embarrassed. How can I look at you again?"
"Hey, I knew you were giving Sammi head. I knew that when Sammi
ate the chili. I suspicioned it when Sammi said you were staying
the weekend. I was positive when I heard you were spending the
summer. I am glad too. I know you enjoyed our little fun time.
We will do it often. A tongue like yours should never be idle!" (g)
Yeah, a giggle just like Sammi's.
"Lindsey, go run water for my bath. I need a good soak in the
tub. I will be right up as soon as I make a phone call."
She flashed me a smile as I turned to go to her room.
I ran her bath the same way I did Sammi's She was like Sammi
in other ways. Her pussy was larger. Her skin not as tight.
She appeared to be firm though. She certainly looked nice.
She appeared in the doorway just as I was shutting off the
water.
"Help me out of these clothes, Lindsey. I see no reason to
be modest in front of the girl that just gave me teriffic
head!"
She smiled as she said that.
I helped her undress. She stood there, naked, looking at me.
I was looking down at her feet.
"Lindsey, do not be bashful, look up at me! After what we
have just done, how could you be bashful?"
I looked up. She was beautiful. Her tummy had more of a bulge
than Sammi's, but she was very fit. There was a lot of
difference between her and my mom, that is for sure.
"Lindsey, I have always wished I had a sunken tub. Would you
be a dear and lay down by the tub. I will use you as a step.
I know how solid you are, being a cheer base and all. I do
now weigh but ten or so pounds more than Sammi."
I laid down on my back the way I did for Sammi. She looked
down and I caught the first haughty smirk on her pretty
mouth as she stepped on me.
"You are solid." She said as she put her other foot on my
stomach. A good step too. I do not need a sunken tub now
that we have you!"
She stepped in the tub.
"I knew you would have my bath just the way I like it.
You are intuitive when it comes to serving. Lindsey
Jones, you were born to serve. I was borned to be served
too, as was Sammi. You now have two ladies to pamper and
please."
"Don't just lay there! Wash me. I have a magazine to read.
I already know enough about you to know you will enjoy
washing my bod." (g)
I was just finishing bathing her when I heard Sammi call
out.
"Lindsey, where are you. I need you now."
"Go to her, Lindsey. Sammi needs you to do something for
her, I bet."
I went to Sammi.
"How did you get wet?"
I looked at myself, I had splashed water on me while
bathing her mom.
"Have you seen my mom?" She asked. She asked it in a way
that showed she already knew the answer.
"Yes, she needed me to do a couple things for her."
"Oh, I bet she did! I bet you did a lot for her!" (g)
"I taste better thought, don't I?"
Sammi had this half smile, half smirk on her face.
"You know I love you, Sammi. You know how much too."
"I called you because I need to pee. You probably need
to wash down cum anyway."
Sammi was back in her, I am much superior to you, mode.
As I dropped to the floor she stepped closer to me so I
could reach up and remove her shorts. I removed them and
her panties. Sammi always wore the cutest panties. The
fact that her ass had just been in them added to their
cuteness too. I put them to my face to inhale. Doing this
had become automatic. I looked up at Sammi. She was
wearing her haughty look very well.
"You are a slut. I do not think I will ever understand you.
But know what, I don't care. As long as you properly serve
me you can be as kinky as you please. Hell you can even
service my dad if you want. You can not serve anyone but
the three of us though. You do that and you are history."
"Get your toilet mouth in place. You had better be thirsty!
I have a lot for you. I think you are crazy. Man you would
have to be to drink someone's piss! But I like it, slut.
This pee is for you!"
She giggled as the flow of yellow liquid entered my mouth. I
allowed my mouth to fill and swallowed in big gulps. I
could reconize the soft drink in her piss. I knew a short
time ago Sammi had drink a Coke.
Sammi was patient with me and would stop when I needed her
to. Sammi has always been considerate like that. She is a very
sweet person. Yeah, I know she has a haughty attitude and
abuses me for her own amusement but she has the right. She is
extremely beautiful, sexy, and rich. She is also has a lot
of class. I feel so fortunate to be near her. When I am
performing a service for her or entertaining her in some way,
I feel special too. I know I will be a great base for Sammi.
I would never allow her to fall or come down to hard and
sprain an ankle or something. I am special and I am being
used by the worlds mose beautiful girl, I thought as her
piss flow stopped.
I lovingly licked her. Never have I ever been so attached
to anyone. Please, I thought, allow me to serve Sammi forever.
I kissed her lips. I placed my open mouth inside her lips and
located her clit. I could feel Sammi's heat increase as my
tongue circled this delectable morsel. I took her clit
between my lips and sucked a little. I licked her pussy lips
again, gave her a big kiss, as my tongue when up her love
canal. I could feel Sammi's nails on me as she pulled on my
head. She began hunching my face. I matched her rythym with
tongue trust. Sammi started crying out my name. That turned
me on. I took my hand away from her boob and placed it on
my g spot. Sammi grabbed my arm and put one of my fingers
in her mouth. She bit down hard. She held my hand to her
mouth and chewed on my finger. I could have jerked away.
It hurt. I wanted to, but a part of me wanted to leave it
there for Sammi's pleasure. I was so grateful to her for
taking my finger out of her mouth before she climaxed. I
knew if she had not, I would be bit to the bone. As it was
my skin was not even broken. It would be sore though. I
could feel my heart beat in it.
I needed to cum very badly. I concentrated on Sammi as I
am supposed to. When compare to Sammi, I am unimportant.
I know that and I accept it. Sammi is one of the world's
elite. Me, my only claim to fame is, I am a special slave
for a goddess.
I licked and swallowed. Sammi's cum was so good. I let it
linger in my mouth to savor its exquisite taste.
Sammi got off of me.
"Slut, I bit you because you took your hand away from my
boob. For what? Your pleasure is derived from pleasing me.
It does not matter if you ever cum. Do not do that again!"
As always with Sammi, I could not tell if she was really
mad or just acting. She was a great actress. I would
refrain from doing that again for awhile though.
I kissed her rosebud as I said. "You are right, Sammi.
I get so hot when I am going down on you. You drive me
out of my mind. I can not think. I will try not do it again."
"You had best not. Your base qualities would decrease if I
do not remove your finger from my mouth. You may be driving
me so crazy I simply forget to remove your finger, uhhh.
Think about it!"
I did not answer. I concentrated on licking Sammi's rosebud.
It was so cute. The pucker of it, the color contrast with
her skin. I kissed it and thrust my tongue inside.
I heard her giggle just a second before my tongue was pushed
out by a large turd on its way to my mouth. I opened wide.
It kept coming. I put my hands to my face for sideboards.
It stook out way passed my nose. The stink was horrible. I
could taste the bitter bile as it began to disolve in my
mouth. I was concentrating on, not swallowing. She cut it off.
Her beautiful rosebud closed. I noticed how her shit was tapered
on the end. I started to get up to go to the toilet to spit
out the multicolored brown object that stunk so badly.
"No, Lindsey. I do not need to shit anymore. You stay put. Don't
move. I am have something to talk to mom about. Do not let any
of that get on the floor. If you do, you will be eating it, got
it? Also, I do not want to return and see running shit stains
on your face."
She was wearing the haugthiest smile I had ever witnessed.
She handed me a tissue. "Wipe me with this. Maybe I will allow
you to eat it later!" (g)
She pulled up her panties and shorts. I watched her gorgeous ass
as it left the room. At the door she turned and smiled.
"You look so cute, Lindsey Jones. My shit really looks good on
you. You should wear it often!"
I heard her laughter all the way down the hall.
I was unable to control my saliva. I always did have a
copious mouth. Today I had rather my mouth be dry. I felt
some spit oozing out of the corners of my mouth. I wiped
it with the tissue I had used to wipe Sammi's ass. I wiped
my mouth three more times. The tissue was becoming wet. Please
do not make me swallow I said to myself. My mout was so full
and it was awful. The stink caused her shit to taste worse
than it did I supposed.
I heard Sammi returning. I hoped she would let me go to the
toilet and spit out her shit. She walked up behind me and said,
"Guess whose back!"
She slapped me on my back hard. I swallowed all my saliva.
You know what was mixed with it.
"Go spit that out. I swear slut, you are stinking up my whole
room! Move it! Gheez that stinks. I am going outside I can
not stand it. The stuff you carry in your mouth. Just the
thought gags me. Lindsey Jones, you are a real slut. Stinky
too!" (g)
I hurried to the toilet and spit, spit, and spit. I must get
some mouth wash, I thought. Listerine was what I needed.
Something strong.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Nine
As I watched the perfect form of Sammi, I had these
thoughts. I can not believe what I am doing for Sammi
Smith and allowing her to do to me. That last session
was awful. I still have a bitter taste even after washing
my mouth and gargling with mouthwash. No matter that
Sammi is a perfect doll in looks, her shit is just as
bad as anyone else's. I knew that before I allowed her
to do all that nasty stuff to me. But I can not help
myself. It will do no good to make myself promises
that I can not keep. The next time Sammi wants a shit
transport, I will be there with my mouth open wide.
Even as I look out the window at Sammi, I see only
perfection. That is what I worship, her true
perfection. I probably will never understand what
there is about me that feels an unquenchable desire
to serve a person of perfect beauty. Sammi is such.
I thought the only one in the world until Mrs. Smith
and I played. She is also special. Yeah, their
attitude is extremely important. If they used me
and apologized all the time, or maybe even once,
it would not be the same ever again. I am turned
on by their superiorty when they use me. They know
they are made to be served and I was created to
serve them in whatever way they choose. I never want
to be separated from Sammi, I want to serve her always.
I also am now convinced I will serve her in whatever
way she chooses. Yes, if she decides I am to be her
full blown toilet, I will do so. Maybe I want her to.
Even as I asked not to swallow, there was a part of
me that wanted to. I know though, if I do, Sammi
will make me swallow everytime. That is Sammi. That
is part of the reason I am so in love with her. She
continues to take me deeper into depravity. I know
Sammi is enjoying my total devotion to her.
I can feel the stiring in me as I contemplate my life
with Sammi. I even think about what school will
be like for us. I can not see Sammi treating me
as anything other than her devoted servant. I
do not know how I will handle peer pressure. I
can just see Sammi showing off and strutting around
with her perfect boobs and nipples pointing straight
out. She will give her delectable ass that cute
little wiggle as she has me perform various acts to
show me off to the other students. She will even
giggle as she humiliates me in front of the other
girls. It would not surprise me for her to make
sure we have as many classes together as possible.
I know she will want us to have lunch at the same
time. I bet her pretty head has already been filled
with ways we can get out of our different classes
at the same time so she can use me in some manner.
Like 2:10 we ask our teachers to go to the bathroom
and we meet there for Sammi's pleasure. I will meet
her there with open mouth to accept whatever Sammi
wishes.
"Hey, slut, stop day dreaming. I want to practice a
cheer routine. You need more practice in total
concentration of me."
With that she began putting on her thigh high boots.
"Sammi, I do not believe it is safe for you to wear
those boots and fly."
"If I allowed you to think, we would never make any
progress. You just do not let me fall!"
"Sammi, those boots will hurt me."
Look, Lindsey. This is all about total concentration
of me and my safety. I must be like totally sure I
can trust you as my base. If you can not look past
a little discomfort, how could I ever trust you
enough to do all those stunts with you as my only
support. So, get your ass outside in that soft
grassy area. Well, move it, slave!" (g)
We walked to the area of the back yard where Sammi
wanted to practice. I know it is more about her
total control of me than it is cheer practice. She
only says that. She knows I will protect her at
any cost to me.
"Well, slave! Cup your hands to lift me."
I did as she asked and she pushed off with her
other foot and I put her up. I held her in my
hands as she stepped off on my shoulders. Of
course her boots hurt my shoulders. She was moving
them excessively. I had to accept that Sammi was
hurting me purposefully. I winched with the pain.
"Lindsey! Hold still!"
She put all her weight on one foot and began to
manuever. She would stretch out both ways, switch
soulders, etc. She went through all of her routines
although she only does a couple at a time when
cheering. My shoulders were hurting a lot when she
gave me the signal to bring her down. I started to
squat and lift her with my feet.
"Lift me while standing straight, I will jump off
your shoulders and you catch me."
Before I could protest she jumped. Her boot heel
hung a little on my shoulder and I slipped on the
grass. I caught her but she hit the ground way to
hard. She doubled up crying. I felt so terrible.
"Sammi, I am sorry."
She did not reply.
"Sammi, I am so sorry, how badly are you hurt?"
I was really concerned.
"I am hurt. Any pain is to much. Leave my house.
I never want to see you again."
She said all of this while crying.
"Please Sammi, oh please not that. I love you. You
know I do. I am so sorry. Let me make it up to you.
Hurt me if you wish. Please Sammi, I will do anything.
Please let me stay with you."
She stopped crying and looked up. Her pretty blue eyes
were filled with tears. I felt like an ass. I had let
my beautiful Sammi get hurt.
"Where are you hurt?" I asked.
"My ankle and knee hurt. I may never be able to cheer
again." She began to boo hoo then.
I bent down to her.
"Please allow me to carry you inside and call the doctor."
"OK, slave that will be your last act for me," she said
through sobs.
I carried her inside. I had totally forgot about my pain
from her boots. I layed her down on the couch and removed
her boots. I expected to see a badly swelling ankle. There
was no sign of injury. I looked at her.
"Call the emergency room, stupid. I am hurt, or have you
already forgotten. I do not believe you love me or you
would not have let me get hurt! It is all your fault!"
She began to cry again as I dialed the hospital. They said
to bring her right in. I carried her to her car. She
winched in pain with every move. She yelped when I sat her
down in the passenger seat. I felt so sorry for her.
I got in the driver's side. I looked at her ankles and
knees. They appeared normal. How could she be in all
that pain?
I drove her to the ER and carried her in. A nurse took
her back to a room in a wheel chair. They would not
allow me to go back. The nurse said she had already
called Sammi's mom.
I sat down in the lounge and waited. In what seemed like
forever her mom arrived. She came right to me.
"What did you do to my daughter? How could you let her
get hurt. Saturday is her birthday too. She told me last
week she wanted to invite the cheerteam to he cabin for
a weekend campout. You have ruined everything! Her cheer
career had best not be ruined!"
She walked away before I could get a word in. I did not
feel much like talking anyway.
After an hour, both came out. The nurse was pushing Sammi
in a wheel chair. Her ankle was wrapped and in a walking
boot.
"I will wheel her to the car." The nurse said.
"Like no way! She did this to me and she is carring me
everywhere until I am well."
Sammi was pointing at me when she said that. I was
instantly happy! That meant she was giving me the chance
to make amends. Sammi can be so considerate, I thought.
I rushed to her side. I realized I was smiling. I could
feel tears at the same time. Sammi looked into my eyes.
"Kneel down, Lindsey. You are giving me a piggy back ride
to the car. I am not pleased with you."
There was no one close enough to hear except Sammi's mom
and the nurse. I caught a glimpse of both. They were
smiling at each other.
I dropped to my knees. I would have kissed her pretty
feet in front of the whole world if it meant I was being
given another chance with Sammi.
She got out of the chair and on my back with the nurses
help. I carried her all the way to the car on my hands
and knees. My knees were bleeding by the time we got to
the car. I had moved it to a parking place, not real
near the door either. I dared not ask to bring the car
to the door. I knew this was part of my punishment.
I helped Sammi in the car.
"I will see the two of you at the house. My tennis
afternoon is ruined anyway."
Her mom looked straight at me. She did not have a happy
face.
"How could you let this happen to my daughter?" She ask
me. "You are supposed to be protecting her."
"She cheered with her boots on, It was an accident."
"Not acceptable, not acceptable at all," Mrs. Smith said.
I drove Sammi home. I went to her side to carry her in.
"No, slave, I like piggyback rides. On your knees!"
I got down although my knees were already skinned and
had raw areas seeping blood.
Sammi got on my back and I carried her in the house
from the garage.
"Put me down and carry me in your arms. You are going
to bleed all over the place. Gee, Lindsey, sometimes
I think you are so stupid!"
Sammi got off my back standing on one foot. I picked
her up in my arms and looked into her eyes.
"Thank you for giving me another chance, Sammi. I will
do anything for you."
"You are not getting off so easy, Lindsey Jones. I am
having my birthday bash anyway. You are like totally
caring for me in front of all the girls. Like you are
doing everything. I will humiliate you all I please.
Maybe I will punish you even more than that. I will
plan something especially degrading for you.
Dad will take you to the cabin tomorrow. It has not
been used since deer season. It will need a through
cleaning. You had best do a good job. I think it will
take you all day. My dad will tell you what needs to be
done. I am sure the grass has to be cut too. It is
rustic but large. There is even an outside toilet!
Have you ever seen one? I may not need to use it though.
I have not like totally decided what I am going to do to
you. You hurt me a lot. The Doctor said I had to stay in
this thing for a week. (Pointing to her walking boot.)
He said I was lucky. My whole cheer career could have
ended. I already have a scholarship!
See why I am so angry with you? You are going to pay
too. I am doing something horrible to you this weekend.
Bet on it! Now get your mouth in place I have to pee.
Lindsey until my ankle is well, I am using your mouth
for my pee toilet. yeah, you are swallowing all of my
piss until I am well."
I got on the floor and Sammi straddled my face. She
began to piss in my mouth. I swallowed with large gulps
allowing my mouth to fill each time. I could hold my
breath a long time. That was benefical in serving
Sammi in this manner.
I had drink Sammi's pee several times it was never good.
I was so in love with her that I did not mind. At least
my mouth was on her pussy and I could smell her
intoxicating scent. I always became so hot when I was
intimate with Sammi.
When she finished going pee I licked away the last drops.
I then licked the length of her pussy I used my lips to
enclose her's one at a time. I stuck my tongue inside her.
I liked to have my tongue in Sammi and feel her lips on
mine. That was a very special time. It was worth the
pain and her using me as her pee toilet when she let me
be intimate with her. I could tell she enjoyed these
times too. Sammi moaned and hunched my face. Sometimes
she hurt me a little. This time I could taste blood and
I knew she had busted my lip or her period had started.
I continued to give her pleasures until she orgasmed.
Sammi actually screamed as she climaxed. I loved it
when she did that. I knew I had pleased her tremendously.
"Slave dad is taking you to the cabin tomorrow. I do demand
perfection. Anything less, you will be punished. I will be
the sole judge too."
"Lindsey Jones, get in here. We are going to have a talk
about your hurting my daughter. You also messed up my
afternoon. Well ----, I am having fun this afternoon. Guess
who is going to be sure I do?"
I looked at Sammi. She was smiling.
"I think you had best go to mom. She is really pissed at
you. I am going to watch tv. I will have it loud so as not
to hear your screams! You deserve it you know."
Sammi gave a flip of her pony tail and walked to the couch.
There was a smll limp but not much of one. I had to believe
Sammi could be faking injury. But what about the doctor and
nurse?
I went to Mrs. Smith.
She pointed to the floor. I squatted in front of her.
She walked to me and straddled my face without saying
anything. She just looked at me with her superior smirk.
"Remove my clothes, Lindsey. I have to pee. You are going
to be my toilet. Until Sammi is well, both of us are using
your mouth in lieu of the commode everytime we need to piss."
"That is it, good and tight. Here it comes!"
"I can see why Sammi likes doing this to you so much. Your
mouth feels so good on my pussy. I get really turned on
with the knowledge of how much I am humiliating you. Unless,
you really do enjoy serving us this way. Sammi says you are
a little slut and you want her to do awful things to you.
I think my daughter knows you pretty good. You just be glad
I talked her out of doing what she said she was going to do
at the cabin. All I can tell you is, it is a lot worse than
she has done to you yet! That would be humiliating even to
you!"
"Carry me to my room and get me off the way you did last time."
(g) "I like the ride! I could get use to your service, Lindsey!"
I carried her to her bedroom and went down on her. After her
second orgasm she said breathlessly.
"Sammi says you give very good rim jobs." (g)
As she said that she was already putting her ass to my face.
She giggled as I tongued her ass hole. I was not prepared for
the expulsion of wind. I had just took my tongue out of her
ass when she cut a really big fart in my face. It was awful.
I could feel her ass move on my face from laughter. Yeah,
Sammi inherited more than looks from her mom.
"Go back to Sami and see if she needs anything from you.
Who knows she may want to used the services of The Lindsey
Transport!"
She looked straight at me when she said that and laughted.
I was humiliated. Who else would Sammi tell?
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Ten
I went to Sammi. I could feel the red on my race.
"Lindsey, you look embarrassed! What did my mom do
to embarrass you?"
"She knows the things you do to me." I answered.
"I have no secrets from my mom. Of course she knows.
What possible difference can that make. If she wants
to use you, she has my permission, as if she needed it.
I may even suggest she use you just as I do. Yeah,
that can be part of your punishment for hurting me."
"I did not want you to be hurt, Sammi. You must know I
love you. I did not want you to cheer in those boots.
I was not worried about your hurting me as much as I
was concerned you might be hurt. And you were."
"So, little miss know it all, now it is my fault, eh?
I will remember that at the cabin. You will remember
it too. None of the girls will want to use that old
outside toilet. Maybe all of us will use you. Full and
complete. What do you think of that, Lindsey Jones?
A dozen girls using your filthy mouth to piss and
shit it. Ha, I bet your stomach would sure be full.
It may even burst open! What a mess that would be!" (g)
I looked at Sammi, I knew she was not serious. I knew
she would not tell the other cheerleaders about the
things she did to me. Sammi would never do such a thing.
Not my beautiful Sammi.
I looked down at my feet. I could not look at her. I
was not very happy.
After a minute or two of silence I walked to her and
knelt down in front of her.
"May I please serve you in some manner, Sammi?"
"Yeah, slut. I need to pee. I will use your mouth.
Get it in place."
I removed Sammi's clothes from the waist down and got
my mouth over her. I looked up at her face. She was
wearing her, "I am very superior to you," expression.
I kissed her pussy very lovingly. Her lips curled
upward in a smile.
"Her it comes, toilet."
The way she said, "toilet", it had three sylables.
Her piss splashed down my throat. I was getting good
at accepting it. I never had to stop her flow once,
even though she was forcing a hard stream into my mouth.
I saw her eyebrows arch. I knew she was impressed with
my serving her.
"Not bad, toilet. I can't wait to see how you do next."
"Mom, would you come in here please." (g)
"Sure, Sammi, what do you need?" Her mom asked as she
walked into the room.
"Lindsey is so impressed with you and how beautiful
you are. She wants you to go pee in her mouth. She is
to embarrassed to ask you. I told her it would be OK.
That you would not mind, since she wanted it and had
been doing such a good job serving as my slave. In
fact, mom, Lindsey asked if she could be a slave for
the whole family. She said she would like that very
much, especially if you always used her mouth as your
pee toilet like I have been doing."
"Why, Lindsey, you should not be embarrassed! It is not
uncommon for a person of lesser social standing to have a
desire to serve the elite. I was on my way to the
bathroom when Sammi called out to me. Come to me child.
Kneel down right there on the tile. I will use you the
same way Sammi does. I think it is great that you know
your place in life. At an early age too!"
She looked down at me as I removed her clothes. When
I place my mouth on her pussy I heard a little moan
only seconds before I tasted her golden nectar. I
felt her nails hit my forehead as her hand moved on
her g spot. Mrs. Smith was getting off on pissing
in my mouth. When she was through doing that, She told
me to eat her out again. Sammi was already back to
watching her tv show. She was hardly aware of what
her mom was doing to me. Maybe she did not care.
I got her off again. When she was finished with me
she told me to put her clothes on and she walked
away just like that was an ordinary thing in her
life. When I move I could feel piss slosh in my
stomach. I had to go pee myself.
"Lindsey, when you get out of the bathroom, start
cleaning this house. I will expect you to do a good
job too. Just remember you are doing it for Sammi
and I, We deserve only the best. Just think of it
as a prelude to tomorrow. The cabin really needs
your attention. I am glad you are cleaning it for
us this year. It cost us two hundred dollars to get
it cleaned last year. I know you will do a better
job too!"
I started cleaning the bathroom as soon as I went pee.
Mrs. Smith came in.
"No, Lindsey. It has to be sparkling. The only way to
clean our bathroom is, you must always lick the toilet
seat with your tongue. There is a reason for that. If
it is not clean enough for your tongue, it is not
clean enough for my ass, Well? Don't you agree?"
I could find no grounds for disagreement. She did
have a beautiful ass.
I started licking the toilet seat. There was no taste
other than a clean one. I had it plenty clean. This was
just a way Mrs. Smith had of degrading me.
She watched me lick it for a while than walked away. I
could hear her talking to Sammi, I could not hear what
they were saying. Pretty soon they both begin to giggle.
I am sure it had something to do with my licking the
toilet seat.
When I finished cleaning the bathroom I begin cleaning
other parts of the house. Either Sammi or mrs. Smith
insisted I do parts of the cleaning again even though
there was absolutely nothing amiss with the way I did
it the first time. I almost said something. Wisely I
did not. Any remark I made to suggest I was right and
either of them were wrong would have been met with
harsh punishment.
Mr. Smith came in and grilled steaks. I got a hamburger.
I was thankful for that. I carried stuff from the kitchen
to the grill. I set the table on the deck overlooking the
pool. I had cleaned all of it only an hour ago. I was so
tired. I served them their food and sit down to eat mine.
"Lindsey, be a dear and get under the table. I need a foot
rest. You made me tired walking around and checking on your
cleaning. I think by now that should not be necessary. I
expect you to do much better at the cabin. If you do not
your punishment will be very undesirable to you."
Sammi giggled. "That is telling her mom. I have been way to
lenient with her. She has developed some bad habits. She
needs your strong hand to correct her. Do you still have
your riding crop?"
"Yes, I still have it and I know just the place to apply it.
Remind me to take it to the cabin tomorrow".
"I knew Sammi was being to lenient with you when you dropped
her. Whatever she chooses to do to you to punish you for that
is not enough. I have told her your punishment should be most
severe. We have discussed a few things. Sammi is more concerned
with what the cheer team will think of you than am I".
I had crawled under the table taking my hamburger with me. I
felt legs and feet being placed on my body. I was on my hands
and knees. Sammi had one of her legs on my shoulders and one
leg on my head. I had my hamburger under my face. I tried to
bend down and take a bite. I was hungry. I got my mouth to my
burger and Sammi shifted her other leg to my head. I was
supporting both her legs with my neck. My face went down and
I had a huge mouthful of burger. I knew it was no accident
because I could hear them laughing. I managed to chew and
swallow the bite and I took another one. Sammi shifted both
legs off my neck.
"Raise up. You are to low. I want my legs higher". Sammi said.
I felt another set of legs. Mr. Smith had put his legs on my
ass. He kept moving them. I knew he was playing with my ass.
I also knew to say nothing and not to move.
They had me get from under the table and serve dessert. When
I placed the dessert in front of each of them Sammi said,
"Back under the table, Lindsey. You are moving to slowly".
As I crawled back under the table Mr. Smith's foot raised up
under me catching my pussy. He continued to pull up with his
foot while moving it in circles. His other leg was on my ass.
If anyone else knew they did not care. I did not like being
touched by a man. I did not like it at all. I was helpless
to do anything though. The thought entered my mind, "What if
this was a prelude to his fucking me?" That would be awful.
I doubt if I could stand that. I never thought he would do
what he was doing. But then I never knew him. If he could do
this to me with his wife and daughter there, he could force
me to submit when he was alone with me. I would try very
hard not to ever be with him when Sammi or Mrs. Smith was
not present.
Get everything cleaned up then you may eat your food. There
are some scraps on our plates you may eat also. There may
even be some dessert left. Be sure you clean really good.
We are going to a movie.
They went back in the house and I started cleaning.
"Lindsey I brough you a glass of something warm and fresh.
I just made it for you"!
Sammi giggled as she handed me a glass of her piss.
"Be sure you drink it with your hamburger". (g)
She knew I was watching her walk back in the house. She
gave her cute little ass some extra twists. She had the
best looking ass I have ever seen, I thought, as it went
through the door.
I cleaned until they left than I started on my food. I thought
I could pour her piss out and she would never know. I picked
it up and went inside. For some reason I did not know I looked
up. A security camera was square on me. I went to the fridge
and got some ice and put in the glass of piss as if that was
my intention all along. I sit down and ate my burger, sipping
on Sammi's iced pee.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Eleven
When I finished cleaning I showered and went to bed. I
was very tired. I knew tomorrow would be worse. I vowed
to try to please Sammi and her mom in everyway possible.
They almost had the power of life and death over me.
I had problems falling asleep. I was tired and thoughts
of tomorrow continued to play through my mind. I thought
a lot of Mr. Smith too. Those was even more unpleasant.
I think I had just fallen asleep when Sammi came in.
"Wake up slave, you sleep to much. I drink a lot of soda
at the movies and ate to much popcorn. I need to pee. I
will be doing that a lot tonight and I do not plan to
leave the bed. You had best not get my bed wet even if
the mattress is covered in plastic".
I helped her out of her clothes and sit in the floor in
front of her. She quickly straddled my face. This had
become a natural position for her. As soon as my lips
touched her she began to piss. I did not think she would
ever stop.
"Know what the popcorn makes me do"? Sammi asked with a
giggle.
I could not answer I was busy swallowing and trying to
breathe.
I heard the noise a split second before the scent of her
fart hit my nostrils.
"That is what popcorn makes me do. Inhale hard. I do not
want the stink in here. Hold your breath too. You make a
pretty good fart filter"! (g)
When Sammi was through I bowed down and she climbed in bed,
using me as a step. Maybe it was caused by her being a cheer
flyer, I don't know. She liked walking on me and did so at
every opportunity.
"You enter from the foot of the bed. You know the procedure.
If you sleep you had better awaken quickly when I need you.
Be sure to inhale my farts and hold them in your lungs too.
Not only do I not want to smell them, I want your body to
process my farts. I know how much you like the scent so they
must be good for you. Lindsey I will be very sleeply. Proper
care of me is, well, you know how important it is".
I entered the bed from the foot and placed my mouth over Sammi's
pussy. I begin to lick it slowly. This is what I lived for. I
felt Sammi's hand on my head. I put one hand on her g spot and
one on her nipple. I felt her other hand on her other teat. I
moved my hand in circles on her g spot and squeezed her nipple.
My tongue was moving over her clit with the same rythym.
Her pressure on my head increased. I pushed harder on her g spot
and licked faster. I was squeezing her nipple pretty hard. Her
breathing was hard, her ass was leaving the bed. My neck hurt.
I was afraid I would hurt Sammi. She did not appear to have that
fear. I loved the taste of Sammi's cum. It was times like these
that made me realize how truly lucky I was. When Sammi reached
climax and orgasmed I heard her scream. She stopped moving. Her
breathing was hard and deap. I sucked on her pussy. I moved my
tongue in as far as I could and made circles with it. I pulled
my tongue back in my mouth loaded with cum. I slowly cleaned her
enjoying every second. I licked on her for quite a while before
she turned on her side. I needed no encouragement. I placed my
mouth over her pretty rosebud and started rimming it. She moaned
a little as I licked her ass. Without warning air exploded into
my mouth and against my face. It stunk. No matter how beautiful
Sammi was outside, inside she smelled like shit. I coughed. I
knew Sammi did not approve but I could not help it. The fart was
so strong. I recovered quickly and inhaled with a deep breath
and held it. Sammi patted me on my head. I kissed her ass as she
went to sleep.
During the night I was awaken by the stink of a fart. I inhaled
and held it as Sammi wished.
"I gotta pee". Sammi uttered in her soft sweet voice. She sounded
so tiny when she was sleepy.
I placed my mouth and sucked for a tight fit. Her flow started
quickly and came hard and fast. I would allow my mouth to fill
and swallow in a big gulp, quickly breathe as my mouth filled
again. I knew how important it was to keep up with her flow
without stopping her. I knew she probably was not really awake
and I did not want to disturb her sleep. That is why she had
me doing this. I could taste the Coke she had drink. Real Coke taste
better but was not as erotic. I knew there were things wrong with my
thought processes but I was turned on being Sammi's toilet and
serving as her slave. At first the toilet thing was not easy but it
was becoming more pleasurable all the time. I do not know if it is
due to her ability to train me or if I always had the tendencies.
I now believe she has used others in the same way. I could not have
been the first because Mrs. Smith would not have acted in the way
she did. She was not surprised, she approved, and even wanted to
use me also. I sometimes wonder how it will end. What my future
will be with Sammi. Heaven forbid it not be without her. I could
never bear the though of life without Sammi. I must be near her
no matter what I must do to acheive that. Sammi is everything.
She is beautiful, athletic, and so sexy. I know I would be happy
if my mouth were permanently attached to her pussy. I would miss
the taste of her rosebud though. I have these thoughts more often.
Again, I do not know if it is Sammi and her mom's ability to
brain wash me, or if it has always been my secret desires. I have
known for sometime how much I loved girls but I never knew I wanted
to be a slave for one, not until Sammi. When she ask or tells me to
do something, no matter what it is, a wave of pleasure comes over me
because it is something she requested. Hearing her voice, seeing her
facial expressions as she uttered the remark and most of all, my
doing what ever she asked, has become the most important thing in my
life. Serving Sammi has truly become my reason for living.
When she finished peeing, I licked her gently and kissed her pretty
pussy lovingly. My Sammi stired some but never awoke and I went back
to sleep with my face nuzzled between her thighes, enjoying the aroma
of her pussy and secretly longing for her next fart.
I was awakened by my neck being twisted as Sammi turned over. I
thought my neck would break before I got my arms between her legs, my
elbows planted, and managed to turn my body also. She never seemed to
notice my discomfort.
"Oh, glad to see you are awake! Today is a big day for you. Mom and
I have discussed what we want you to do at the cabin. I am sure it
really needs cleaning. Mom does not usually spend much time there. She
is making an exception for you! Isn't that sweet of her. So nice that
I think after I have peed in your mouth you should go to her bedroom
and ask her if there is anything you can do for her. Dad just left to
bring back pastries for breakfast. Hurry Lindsey! I gotta pee!"
I got in place quickly and Sammi gave me her morning pee. It was
stronger than last night. Believe me when I say that a girl would
have to really love Sammi to drink this stuff.
I licked and kissed her when she was through.
"Hurry, Lindsey, go to mom. I know she is expecting you."
Sammi said that with a giggle.
I went to Mrs. Smith's room and knocked lightly.
"Is that you, Lindsey?" She asked.
Her voice was a lot like Sammi's. A little lower in tone and not
as soft.
"Yes." I answered.
"Do come in, Lindsey." She said.
I entered and stopped in my tracks. She was on the bed, her ass on
a pillow, her legs bent and spread. I stood there gawking at her
with opened mouth.
"Lindsey, child, do you see something you want?" She asked with a sexy
expression. That turned into a smirk like smile. She was aware of her
feminine power.
"I have need of you. I am all wet. I need a nice caressing tongue,
there." She said, as she pointed a long beautifully manicured finger
toward her pubic area.
I got my mouth closed and moved to the foot of her bed and kneeled.
She was ready for me alright. She had positioned her ass at just the
right place for me to kneel, bend foward and rest my mouth on her
pussy.
She was correct, she needed attention. Cum was everywhere. I started
licking. I should have known where all that cum came from. I knew
as soon as I tasted it. They had had sex only a few minutes ago.
I felt her hands tighten on my head.
"It is alright, you will get used to the taste, Lindsey. It is not that
bad. Remember you are doing this for me. You do like pleasing me,
don't you?"
I looked up at her. "Yes, I like pleasing you, but I, I, I"
I stampered.
"Just keep licking. Put your mouth over my pussy and suck. You can
get lots of cum at once and really savor the taste of our cum mixed
together. If you get some hair in your mouth don't let it bother you.
Just keep focused on what you are doing, eating me out. My husband
does not shave."
I had hair in my mouth. Plus I knew it was his. I had his hair and
his cum in mouth and I could smell him. I did not like it. I fought
not to gag. A hair went down my throat and got hung. I came up
gagging.
"Lindsey! I will not have that! Get yourself under control! I know what
you need. Put your mouth over me and get ready for a little something
to wash down that hair with."
I looked into her eyes. They were sparkling with power. She pointed that
finger again and I put my mouth where she wanted it. She began pissing
at once. I swallowed her strong morning pee in big gulps.
"Sammi said you were good at this. You are to. I am really going to
enjoy having you around. Plan to do this every morning. Sometimes
during the day too. I love sex with my husband. If we summonse you
during the night you can come in and entertain us. you may get a big
cock down your throat!"
She laughted, a real throaty laugh.
I did not think it was funny. I did not think it was funny at all.
I though I could depend on her to keep him away from me. I now knew
she was not going to be any help. If she did not help me, no one
would. I could either remain with my beloved Sammi and accept what
her dad did to me, or I could leave. I did not think I could ever
leave Sammi. I loved eating her, I loved serving her. I always
wanted to belong to Sammi.
I swallowed all of Mrs. Smith's piss and resumed licking her, saying
nothing. She began to moan and raise her ass off the pillow. I
continued to service her. I liked eating her but my mind was still
on the scent and taste of Mr. Smith. Also I could not get out of
my mind the awful ting she had suggested. I did not believe it was
said in jest either.
When she climaxed I cleaned her up again. She turned over with her
ass sticking in the air.
"Tongue out my ass, Lindsey. I love it when you lick my ass."
I complied with her order. I liked licking her ass too.
"Lindsey, when we are finished here, strip the bed and put the
sheets to wash. Clean our bathroom and get yourself ready to go to
the cabin. We will have breakfast shortly. Oh, yeah, I know about
the feels my husband cops, get used to them. He is entitled to some
fun with you too. Sammi has been to easy with you. It is time you
began accepting your role as our slave. I told Sammi you were so
pussy whipped we could used you anyway we choose and you would
accept it because you were in love with her."
"I am going to breakfast. If you get things done here quickly
enough, you may get a roll. You will need the energy to clean up
that cabin!"
I watched her sexy ass go out the door. I got busy stripping the bed.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Twelve
"Lindsey, when you finish loading my stuff, come back for me.
I feel like a piggy back ride to the suv this morning. I
know how much you like carrying me on your back. You can't
get enough of my bod. That is why I own you!"
"I will be right back for you, Sammi." I called back over my
shoulders as I carried her stuff to the vehicle.
Sammi looked so cute this morning in black shorts and red top.
Sammi was gorgeous. I liked the way her pert titties pushed
against the buttons of her top. When she was ordering me around
her nipples would show against her shirt. I liked her in jeans
even more. I could see the her lips press against her jeans
when she was aroused. She would get like that very quickly
when I did things like massage her feet, kiss them, and suck
on her toes. I loved those sessions. They always ended with
my mouth on her pussy and my tongue playing with her clit and
going up in her love canal as far as I could reach. Ah, the
scent and taste of Sammi was pure heaven.
"Sammi, bring my stuff too. It is just inside the door."
Mrs. Smith said.
She was looking at herself in a mirror. I stopped and looked
at her for a moment. God she was a beautiful lady.
I smiled at her and said. "Sure Mrs. Smith."
She flashed me a smile. I could feel my tongue get thick. I
knew I was accepting me more all the time. If I liked serving
Sammi and her mom so much, than what was wrong with doing it.
I could not let myself be concerned that they were using me,
taking advantage of me. Nothing like that. I wanted to serve
them and they obviously enjoyed it.
I loaded her stuff and went back for Sammi. She was in her room.
"I tired of waiting for you so I came up to my room. You will
have farther to carry me. You best be careful with me too.
You hurt me again and I will punish you a whole lot."
She smiled when she said that but I believed she was serious.
I squatted down and she placed her arms around my neck. I raised
up and she gave a little jump and I caught her legs. She hung on
to my neck tightly. Almost chocking me. When I coughed she
let up a little. She bounced on my back all the way to the car,
slapping my ass with one hand while hanging on with the other.
Her giggles were delightful.
"We are going to have so much fun. That place is antiquated,
you know. That translates into dirty! My slave girl will get it
spotless for my party though! Won't you slave!" (g)
We we loaded including a trailer with a large four wheeled on a
trailer behind us. It was a few hours to the mountains where the
cabin was. They had told me that they did not take the Navigator
all the way. They parked it at the estate house and we rode the
four wheelers to the cabin. I had never seen the estate house. I
heard it was even more beautiful than their home in town. They
would spend most of the summer there.
Sammi reached up and pulled the curtain that divided the seats.
She looked shyly at me. Sammi was not at all shy, she could just
look that way.
She whispered, "I am so glad I have you. I forgot to pee before
I left home. Dad does not like to stop for pee breaks so quickly.
He always says, 'Why did you not go before we left!' Like a girl
can think of everything! I did not need to go before we left. I
do now though."
She was smiling at me. Her pretty brown eyes were flashing. The
way they always did when she was about to be served in some way
by me. Usually the more degrading the service the more her eyes
sparkled.
She was pointing to the floor meaning I was to get in the
floorboard so she could straddle my face. We had never done this
in the car before. I knew if I let any spill out of my mouth I
was in trouble.
I helped her out of her black bikini cut panties. My face was
only inches away from her pussy. I kissed it even before I got
her panties off her feet.
"Sammi," her dad said. "I congratulate you on remembering to use
the toilet before we left home. I am surprised you have not ask
me to stop for you before now."
I could hear Sammi's mom giggling. She knew why Sammi pulled the
curtain. I was already busy swallowing Sammi's piss. Sammi was
being so gentle and thoughtful. She was helping me keep up with
the flow.
"Lindsey, what if I have to take a big dump?" Sammi giggled.
I kept swallowing and never answered.
When the flow stopped I started licking. I loved her pussy.
Sammi squeezed my face with her thighes for a minute before opening
them and pushing back on my head.
"Not yet! Not here, Lindsey! My dad is up there she whispered
under her breath, giggling.
"It always amazes me how much teenage girls giggle. What do they
find that is so comical back there." Mr. Smith said.
"Our daughter is just a happy person, she likes being with
Lindsey too. Lindsey does everything for her, I am sure you have
noticed that."
There was a pause in their conversation.
"Lauren, what is, 'Everything for her'? Why did Sammi pull the
curtain? She would not use ----- no, ---- impossible!"
"Lauren, why are you smiling like that? Everytime I see you smile
that way, I get a surprise."
"Ted, Sammi is a very thoughtful and considerate daughter. She
did not want to ask you to stop for her. After all she has Lindsey,
and Lindsey enjoys serving our daughter in ALL ways."
There was silence after that. Mr. Smith now knew what I was to Sammi.
I hoped that meant he would not want to fuck me.
Sammi gave my face a loving squeeze as I kissed her beautiful lips.
We soon arrived at the estate house. It was large and beautiful.
I knew Sammi was rich, I did not realize how rich. I unloaded a
few things there, not much. I also got a much needed potty break.
They had four wheelers there and Mr. Smith unloaded the new one.
I rode behind Sammi and Lauren behind Ted.
Mr. Smith pulled a trailer behind him with various things we would
need. I hung on tightly to Sammi. Her hair smelled so fresh and
clean. I loved the way it blew in my face as we road. No one had
on a helmet although there were two helmets on each four wheeler.
I cringed when I saw the cabin. Antiquated was an understatement.
Even in my standards it looked little more than a shack.
"Hop off Lindsey. We are here. It needs some tlc and a little
cleaning. I know you know how to clean. We are going riding and
look around. You start cleaning the place." Mrs. Smith was giving
me almost as many orders as Sammi.
They roared off laughing. I went to work.
There was a lot of dust. I swept, dusted, cleaned windows. I was
getting tired and hungry. I had to go so I went to the out house.
It needed cleaning too. It did have a comfortable seat and real
toilet paper. I had read stories about a hole cut out and catalogs!
I heard the Smiths returning. I came out and Mrs. Smith was
standing at the door of the cabin.
"Lindsey, you have to mop the floors. You were fixing to do that,
were you not?"
"Yes, Mrs. Smith." I answered.
They started unpacking the cooler. I was glad. They even fixed
their own sandwiches.
"Lindsey, lay down on the deck. Right there." Sammi said as she
pointed to the edge.
I did as she ordered. She plopped down on me. "You make a much
softer seat for my delicate bottom!" She giggled.
I felt Mrs. Smith's weight as she sit on me also. They moved
their asses more than necessary too. They used me as they would
a couch. Neither of them had any requard for me. More and more
we were going down the road of uncaring. I think if it was only
Sammi and I she would be a lot more considerate. I felt she
abused me only to show off her indifference to her parents.
Once Sammi clossed her legs and her muddy boot grazed my face.
She just giggled.
"Oops! You have mud on your nose. Least I hope it is mud!"
Sammi giggled.
Laughter followed.
"I do not think you want to lick your nose though." Mr. Smith
retorted to the amusement of the ladies.
"Eat a quick sandwich and start mopping, Lindsey. We must get
this place cleaned today. When you finish here clean the toilet
good. I know you noticed it needed your cleaning touch also."
"Yes, Mrs. Smith." I replied.
I had just started mopping the place when Mrs. Smith came in.
"Not like that, on your hands and knees, Lindsey."
I looked at her, got down on my hands and knees and begin scrubbing.
"That looks much better. You will be able to see the floor better
too."
Sammi entered and sit on my back. She said nothing, just sit on me
while I scrubbed.
"Sammi, I am getting really tired." I told her after what seemed
like an hour.
"Shhhhh, I am reading a really cool article in this mag and do not
want to be disturbed right now. Just clean, OK Lindsey. I do not
always want to talk. Don't forget this is your punishment for
hurting me. Oh, yeah. I have to go pee. My ankle is not up to
walking to the john." She said as she dismounted me and stood
waiting for me to get in the position to be her toilet.
I looked up at my beautiful Sammi. God she was beautiful. Her
eyes and mouth had a hard, set look though. Was Sammi caring less
about me each day or was it my imaginazation from fear of losing
her. I think given the choice of losing my life or losing Sammi,
I would choose to lose my life.
Sammi used my mouth as casually as she would have pissed in a
commode. She even answered her cellie and talked to someone
while relieving herself in my mouth. I swallowed her golden
nectar with thoughts of how devine and all powerful she was.
How I was meant to serve her. I believed this to be the proper
order for my life, serve my beautiful Sammi.
When she was finished she pointed down for me to pull up her
panties and shorts. She never missed a line in her conversation
on the phone. I was being treated merely as an object of
convenience. When I fasten her shorts she walked away without
a word to me or even a glance. I watched her beautiful ass move
away and wiped a tear from my eye.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Thirteen
They went riding again and left me to clean. I had the place
looking pretty neat when they got back. I even cleaned the
outhouse.
"Lindsey we are going back to the estate house now. Sammi
has decided to have her party there. There is more for the girls
to do. Also I doubted if you were going to get this place clean
enough for my daughter. There will be some cleaning there for you
do. You have so much energy! I told Sammi you could clean the
place really good. You can work on it until eleven or so, get up
at five and finish the job. Clean the inside tonight and you can
clean the pool area in the morning. I assured her you could do it.
She said if you could you would for her. Sammi returned with her
dad. You can ride with me."
I climbed on behind Mrs. Smith. Her hair was so much like Sammi's.
I buried my face in it before the four wheeler moved.
"Uh oh! I need to pee really bad. I can not make it back to the
house. I refuse to use that shack. There may be spiders or anything
in it. You are going to have to be my pee toilet. It is a must.
You don't really mind, do you? There is no one out here to see us."
She said that really sweet, like Sammi. I hoped I was not being
fickle to Sammi but Mrs. Smith was really hot. I had tasted her
pussy before and loved it. I did not care for her pee, but that was
a part of human/goddess contact.
I got off the four wheeler on my knees and looked up at Mrs. Smith.
"I am not being unfaithful to Sammi, am I Mrs. Smith?"
"Of course not! This is an emergency anyway. Since you are down
there pull my shorts off."
I complied instantly. She laughted a low laugh. "Hurry, Lindsey!"
I pulled off her panties and she slid off the seat on my shoulders.
"You are so strong, Lindsey."
I placed my mouth over her pussy. She sighed and started pissing.
I swallowed. She must have pissed a pint. She would stop often and
allow me to breath though. When she was finished she hooked her
toes into me and stayed on my shoulders.
"You may eat me, Lindsey. I know you want to. See, I know how much
you like your mouth on a hot pussy. I know how much you love the
taste of a feminine ladies cum. So lick away. I want sex with you."
She started hunching my face. she turned me around so my back was
gainst the four wheeler. She hung on to some part of it while
keeping her toes dug in the small of my back. Her toe nails were sharp
and hurt. She hammered my head against the four wheeler with each
thrust of her ass. She lasted longer than Sammi. I was tired already.
I was realy tired when Mrs. Smith finished with me. I also think
I swallowed a ton of her cum.
"Oh, that was so good, Lindsey. We will do that a lot from now on.
I would like to have you handy to roll over on after I had vanilla
sex. Your mouth would be great to suck out all that cum. Maybe we
can do it tonight if my husband is up to wild sex with me. I think
the addition of you will do the trick. He will like seeing you
perform cunnilingus on me. Yeah, you are going to become a vital
part of our household. You never have to worry about going back
to poverty again. You will stay with us and live in luxury. I know
you do not mind work. We will find lots of that for you to do.
You will be our little house slave. Our very special lil upstairs
maid, welll, downstairs too! When Sammi is away, we will play!"
That sexy low laugh followed. Mrs. Smith sounded a lot like Sammi
when she talked sweet and sexy. Her laugh was in a lower pitch.
Very sexy. She looked straight at me. Her facial expression left
no doubt how superior to me she was. Why did that make me so hot?
We arrived at the house.
"Hop off here. Go in and see if Sammi needs you. If not go to
work cleaning the place. We hanve not been here. It has been
closed up but needs a woman's touch to be really clean. I like
really clean."
"Lindsey, you must tell me really soon about the differences
betwen me and a plain ordinary woman, like your mom. I really
know so little about lesser women of the world and they are
somewhat interesting,from a pure observation. Thank god I am
not one! and Lindsey, I want you to dwell on mine and Sammi's
superiority and things you can do to make our lives more fun.
The cost to you is really of little importance. Both of us
know you were born to serve. Don't ever have thoughts of
leaving us. Go with your heart and strive to serve us more
and more. It will please us and give you much satisfaction."
With that she sped off towards some out buildings leaving me
standing by the house. I did not know where anything was. I
was not sure of which door I should enter. I walked in the
house. Sammi saw me instantly.
"Lindsey Jones, where have you been. There is so much to do.
But first I have needs. Follow me, no, carry me. My room is
upstairs. Down the hall, 1st door on the left. Well, get on
your knees, I want a pony ride."
I got on my knees. Sammi came up behind me and got on my shoulders.
I raised up with her. "Don't you drop me like you did before.
It is off with your head if you do." (g)
"What did you and my mom do? It took longer for you to get here
than it would have if you had come straight to the house. I bet
my mom used you for her pee toilet. She said she had to go really
bad and she will not use the outhouse. Yep, she used the Lindsey
Jones Potty Unit. We discussed you to day. We stopped the four
wheelers on a big bluff. We looked across the country side and
discussed you. My dad was pretty sure he knew you were being my
toilet. He was not to cool about it but my mom made him see things
our way. That is really good since it means we will keep you.
I was afraid he might send you home. Not now! You are like an
addition to our family. Shit, he may use you!" (g)
"Go in the bathroom and get on your knees!"
All I have to do is turn around and, viola! My toilet is in front
of me. I am enjoying using your mouth for my pee toilet more all
the time. I think it is so cool that you love my pussy so much
that you will do all of these perverted things to please me. Lindsey,
you are a real little slut! I am glad though. A goddesses like
me and my mom can always find uses for a little slut!
That is what my mom told my dad."
All the time she was telling me this she was going pee. I was
drinking. When she finished she turned around and put her ass
to my mouth. I puckered to kiss it.
"Silly I have to fart. Put you mouth over my ass as tight as
you can. Spread my cheeks." (g)
She cut a big fart in my mouth.
"Swallow that. Pretend it is dessert after my pee. Be thankful
you do not have to eat my shit! I should make you after you
went whoring around with my mom. You be glad my mom and I are
so close and share things like you. otherwise I would like be
totally mad! You would be totally beat!"
"I am through with you now. Go clean something."
Sammi looked so superior as she dismissed me, already dialing
her cell phone.
I walked away, feeling sorry for myself that I did not get to
taste my beautiful Sammi's cum.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Fourteen
I opened doors until I found the cleaning stuff. I asked
Sammi where it was but she waved me off by waving her hand
and squinting her face at me. (She was talking on the phone)
I liked the way her pert little nose flared and her pretty
brown eyes squinted. Even her cheek bones seemed to become higher.
Sammi was really beautiful. Not plain like me. I feel really
great when I am with Sammi and she is being nice to me, thought.
It has been to long since she was very nice. Not since the
accident I think. That was not my fault. She did something
I asked her not to do. Also it seems to me that she hurts
more when it is convenient to her and she wants me to do
something or as a prelude to admonishing me.
I got the duster out and began dusting.
Their's was a large house. It would take a lot of work to clean
the place. Just dusting and vacuuming would take a long time.
I was so tired from all the work I did at the cabin. All for
nothing. Sammi maybe using all this cleaning work to punish me
for letting her get hurt. She was so angry at me and her mom was
madder. I think her mom is coming around again after my helping
her at the cabin. I can understand why a lady of Mrs. Smith's
calibre would not use the outhouse. Her little ass is way
to classy to sit in there.
Why am I having thoughts about Mrs. Smith's ass? I should be
thinking of Sammi. I will go in Sammi's room and ask to kiss
her pussy. That will make me feel better. Kissing Sammi's
lips and giving her licks always makes me feel better. Besides
I think I am about to get blisters on my hands from all this
cleaning.
I walked in. Sammi was laying on her bed looking at a magazine.
The picture she was looking at showed two hot women in a 69.
Her hand was on her pussy and a couple fingers were inside.
She jumped and quickly moved her hand when I came in. I saw
it all though.
"Lindsey! You scared me. I know you and mom are the only ones
who would enter my room without knocking. I still jumped though.
Since you are here I could use your talented tongue."
She gave me that sexy Sammi smile while seductively moving her
fingers and pointing to her crotch.
I smiled at her moving quickly to her lovely pussy. God I
loved the taste of her! I kissed her lips as soon as my mouth
touched her vagina. I took each of her lips in my mouth and
pulled gently. The tip of my tongue slid passed one of her
lips and flicked around inside. It located her clit like radar.
Sammi moaned as I moved my tongue over her sweet bud. Sammi
had a active clitoris. Her lips were very small and her clit
would peek out. I ever so gently took it between my lips never
missing a lick. I sucked gently. The key to Sammi's pleasure
when doing anything to her clit was gentleness. Her jucices
were flowing. Cum entered my mouth. Soon my mouth was coated
inside. It was spilling out of my mouth and getting on my
chin. I liked her cum on my face but it taste to good to let
much escape. I swallowed. It went down my throat coating
everything as it went. It was not my imagination, Sammi's cum
had a sweet taste. Mrs. Smith's did too. darn, there I go
thinking of Mrs. Smith again. Sammi would kill me if she
knew thoughts of any woman entered my mind while I was having
sex with her. My reminding her it was her mom would not save me!
Sammi shoved a pillow under my head and raised up and sit on
my face. She put a knee on each of my arms. Sammi loved this
position. I liked everything about it except the pain it caused
my arms. I liked the feeling of helplessness it gave me. Why?
I asked myself again for the zillionth time. I would like to
touch my pussy it ached for attention.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Sammi's hand touched me! I could feel her fingers
as they probed my love canal. It had been so long since Sammi
did anything for me. Oh, I loved her so much!
"Ohhh Sammi!"
I cried out.
"Gee Lindsey! You are a slut! I barely touched you! If you are
not able to control yourself and concentrate on my pleasure
there will be no more of my fingers in your pussy! My pleasure
is what means everything to you. It is why I have you here. it
is the reason I let a plain girl like you associate with me.
Now concentrate on me!"
She returned to face fucking me.
My thoughts returned to my beautiful Sammi. I concentrated on her
movements and moved my mouth and tongue to match Sammi's every
thrust and gyration. Sammi could get pretty wild when my lips
were not closed on her clit.
It was so hard to concentrate on Sammi's orgasm when my pussy
was exploding. I did my best to keep in time with Sammi. Her
finger fucking me helped with my timing. Her beautiful long
fingers felt soooo good. We both climaxed together. My pussy
was full and my cum was oozing out everywhere.
Sammi's cum was all going in my mouth and down my throat as I
swallowed. I sucked on her and put my tongue deep up her canal.
It was times like these when I was thankful for a tongue that
came out of my mouth so far. I remembered my mom had teased me
as a little girl when I would stick out my tongue. She would
tell me I was part frog!
"Here Sammi, open your mouth. You have made a mess of my fingers.
Yuck! Lick it off. Suck on my fingers. You have to change my
sheets too. I am certainly not sleeping in that mess you made.
Your cum is everywhere! Have you no class, Lindsey.
"Uuuuh, so much cum! Eat it slut! Eat your own cum off my sheet
too and then change my bedding. Be quick about it too. Lindsey, go
to the bathroom and clean yourself up. You will drip cum on my
carpet. You are such a little whore! My mom said you and your
mom were only once removed from trailer trash. She said your
mom was still about like trailer trash. I don't know how she
knows her. She does not associate with lesser people. Well
except you of course. She likes your mouth and tongue and has
said several times how you know your place and are sooo good
at it!
"Put your mouth on my pussy and suck again. Lick too. I feel
like I am about to drip. You did not properly finish the
clean up. If you are going to get to enjoy fucking me, you
have to do a better job of cleaning me afterwards. I guess
it was because I gave you to much pleasure. I should have
known better."
"Ohhh, you do have a talented tongue Lindsey Jones!"
"Now get my bed made and get back to house cleaning. I am
surprised mom has not come looking for you. You should have
not left your house cleaning in the first place. You just
had to have some of my sweet pussy, didn't you slave?" (g)
"Look at that pussy, Lindsey. Look really good. That pretty
little mound is what got you where you are now. I own you.
I own you body and soul. You are mine."
"Wellll slave, say something!"
I got on my knees and crawled a couple steps and kissed Sammi.
I kissed her pussy and all around it several times. I would
look up at my Goddess Sammi frequently to be sure she was
enjoying my show of affection and devotion as much as I was.
She was. She looked the part of a Goddess, haughty enough that
I knew my place, yet soft enough that I was glad I had found my
place and wanted to serve Her Majesty forever.
"I love you, Sammi." I whispered several times. She answered
once.
"I know you do Lindsey. Both of us do. We both have what we
have dreamed of. We are a perfect match. You have to serve a
superior lady and I have a need to be served by a lesser one."
"Get off your knees. You have a house to clean. I must get some
sleep and rest. I have a big party planned for tomorrow. I am
not sure how we will explain to the girls the reason you are
being soooo subservient. (g) Knowing those girls they probably
will not even notice that you are waiting on all of us hand and
foot. And should they notice, they will think as I do. It is
your place. Let's face it, you are not upper class like the rest
of us girls. You serve really good though. Your best talents are
your mouth and tongue. I love that tongue!"
I got up to leave.
"Wait, kiss my ass before you go. Spread my checks and french me.
Yes, that's it. My ass, your face, a perfect match! God, you
are so much fun Lindsey. Go before I get wet again!!!!"
"Whoa, stop. Get back on your hands and knees!"
Sammi stepped up on my back.
"Look, I am surfing! Take me to my bed, wave. Deposit me on
my bed to sleep, while it is off to cleaning with you!"
She shifted her weight around on my back while I crawled to her
bed with her surfing and giggling.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Fifteen
I went back to dusting. While I was dusting Sammi came downstairs.
God was she hot! She had on scanty panties with a matching bra.
The bra was the type that opened in front and provided lift. Like
Sammi needed that! The straps were spaced wide apart. She had on
a short silk see through gown. All blue. Sammi usually did not wear
blue. Blue is not my favorite color. But at that instant, it was.
She walked up very close to me. I was still staring at her. She had
to be the most beautiful thing in the world.
"Slave, there is no one here but mom and I. You are working hard.
I am so afraid you will become to hot. Especially after cleaning
the cabin and that filthy outside toilet! (g) Take off all your
clothes. I am going to help you."
I am going to show you how to carry the duster while you vacuum
just in case you see a spot you missed. We simply can not have you
going back looking for the duster. With my idea, you will always
know exactly where it is!!!" (g)
"Hand me your duster."
Sammi was looking at the handle and at me with a wicked smile on her
face. The kind she always had when she was about to do something to me
for her amusement.
"Well hurry Lindsey. I do not have all night like you do. You do not
require much sleep. It does not matter what you look like tomorrow
where as I must look good. It Is my birthday party and everyone always
expects me to look great."
"You could never look anything but great." I said as I removed my bra.
"Slave you move to slow. Get those panties off."
When I bent down to remove them from my ankles Sammi walked behind me.
I could feel her eyes on me. I wished I had a body like Sammi's.
I heard her giggle as she was back around and facing me again.
"Open your mouth. Wider." Yeah, that's it. Put the handle of this
duster in your mouth and lick it good."
I am sure my eyes became wider as she stared at me with that same
wicked smile.
"Now put the handle up your pussy. Work it in. I want to see all
of that handle in your pussy or I will stick it in your ass."
"Ohhh yes, you are doing good for a virgin pussy. Oh, you are not
virgin! What a surprise! That will make this better for you. All
the convenience and no pain, well not at first anyway."
"See how terrif that is! Soooo handy for you! You look so good
with that feather duster sticking out of your pussy. Know what?
It would be good for our dance routines if I get one for your
ass. You could move and dust! (g) Lindsey Jones you are a barrel
of laughs!
"I have to go to bed now. Clean my house good and do a really great
job on the pool and the area we will use for my party. I want
everything to be first class. Slave do not remove the duster except
to touch up. Then put it back. Mom or I may check on you."
"Oh yeah, one more thing. Mom got you an outfit for you to wear
tomorrow after you finish cleaning. I told her how thoughtful it
was of her. Especially since I have a new bathing suit. Good night
slave."
"Good night princess I said as I watched that gorgeous ass move away.
I vacuumed next. I did the whole house except the master bedroom
and Sammi's bedroom. There was sleeping going on there. It was after
eleven when I finished. I went to sleep in the smallest of the bedrooms
after I set the alarm for 4:30 AM. I had to get up, fix me a peanut
butter and jelly sandwich and clean the pool area.
The alarm went off. I was sound asleep. I was dreaming
I was carrying Sammi around the pool and around the house.
She was riding on my back yelling and screaming. The
other cheerleaders were cheering us on. I failed to make
it around the last lap before the bell went off. The bell
was the alarm. I awoke a little tired.
I bounced out of bed though. Took a quick shower and made
my sandwich, had some orange juice, and washed my dishes.
The kitchen was spotless again. They had an automatic
diswasher but I had only a few things to wash.
I had the pool and the whole area, straightened everything too.
All before eight.
I went inside. Mrs. Smith was sitting at the bar drinking
coffee.
"Lindsey, sweetheart, come here."
I went to her.
She put her foot out.
"My foot itches. Be a dear and scratch it for me."
"No No, silly! Not your nails! They would hurt my dainty
little foot. Use your tongue. Tt is rough enough to stop
where I itch. It is just right for the job."
She looked down at me and sipped on her coffee while I
licked here and there at her directions. I adored her giggle.
She sounded like an older Sammi. I hoped Sammi still wanted
me when she was the age of Mrs. Smith.
"You can stay with us straight through the school year. Your
mom will understand. If I lived where she does, and had to
get by on so little means, I would want my daughter to live
with the elite and develop some culture. You are learning a
lot living with us. Your speech is improving and the way you
look at us has improved also. Liondsey, probably the most
important part, you are learning how to behave around your
superiors. Yeah, Lindsey you are learning a lot. Being around
Sammi is doing wonders for you. Sammi,not because she is my
daughter, welll yeah, because she is my daughter, is an
upcoming socialite. She is the elite, you know. I was really
surprised when she brought you home. You are so, not in her
class. She was bad to pick up strays as a little girl too. I
thought she had out grown the nurturing bit. oh well, we will
make the best we can out of you Lindsey."
"Between my toes itch too. You have a talented tongue."
She said as she spread her legs showing a scantily clad
ass with a thin strip between her lips.
Her eyebrows arched as she looked at me looking at her.
"Go ahead, Lindsey. You have my permission to kiss my
panties. They're just ten dollars a pair panties. Just
some old things I threw on before my bath. It is not
the price that makes you want to kiss, is it?" (g)
I moved my face to her crotch. I could tell she had not
bathed this morning. She smelled of sex too. I kissed
her pantied crotch.
"Well take them off if they are in your way. You are
dying to liss the real thing, not just an old pair panties,
arn't you?"
I pulled on the top and she lifted her ass off the bar
stool. I pulled them down her long beautiful legs and took
them off her feet. I glanced at her face before moving my
head under her robe and my mouth to her pussy. She looked
like she owned me. I belong to Sammi I thought.
I started licking her pussy and playing with her lips the
way I always did with Sammi. she slid off the stool on to
my shoulders. She pinned my head against the cabinet and
started to fuck my face. My head was hurting in no time
caused by her banging my head against the cabinet I tried
to say something but could not. She was squeezing my face
with her thighs. I could barely breath. I gave her all my
tongue hoping to get her off before I smothered. When she
orgasmed she screamed and beat me with her fist the same
way Sammi does on ocassion. She then totally relaxed. I
sucked licked, and swallowed her cum.
"Hand me my panties, Lindsey. I am through with you for now.
You may go."
She took another sip of coffee, not bothering to look at
me again. Not because she wanted coffee. That was her way
of dismissing me. Her way of showing how superior to me she
was. Well, I needed no reminder. I already knew that. She was
such a haughty bitch. Why did I get so hot when she treated me
like a piece of shit?
I met Sammi coming down the stairs. She was dressed in a
really cute outfit. A two piece scanty bathing suit with
a skirt and top to match. Black with white trim and her initials
on the front of her brief. I hoped she did not have my initials
on the rear. The initials were small, tasteful, and a fancy script.
She looked radiant. Her eyes sparkled.
"I had to bathe without your assistance. I forgive you
since you were cleaning my party area."
I would have rather been bathing you." I said, truthfully.
"Yeah, I know. I giggled while bathing because I was
depriving you! Arn't I bad" (g)
"Oh yeah. Dad appreciates your cleaning the cabin. He
and his buddies are having a party down there!"
"You should see your face, Lindsey Jones! I wish I had
a picture of that! Mom! I told Lindsey why she cleaned
the cabin! That girl is so funny."
She was laughing at me as she did a head and body wiggle
putting emphasis on her ass movements and said.
"You are just my slave." (g)
It was like a little girl would say, Nay, nay, nay, nay nay
nay.
With that she went into the kitchen and I could hear her
talking and laughing with her mom. I heard her say.
"Way to go mom! I am proud of you. Mother and daughter are
just alike. I told you she was better at that than the other
girl we had. Better at everything! Especially everything!"
They both laughted at that. Why am I not embarrassed? I thought
to myself. Even worse why is my heat building. I put my
hand to my crotch and it felt just like an oven.
"Yeah, I do not remember the slave's name you had before
Lindsey, either. Don't use this one up so quickly. She has permanent
possibilities!"
Sammi came back to the stairs.
"Still here, listening to us I bet. Well so what. To day is my
dad's birthday. He went back to the cabin last night. I am
surprised you did not meet him. I gave him a clean cabin for
his birthday! Was that not really sweet and considerate of me?
He is so lucky to have a thoughtful daughter."
"Come down here, bow down and kiss my feet. I may have you
kissing a wee bit higher at the party. Not my ankles either!"
Sammi giggled as I paid homage to her feet.
The more I kissed Sammi's feet the hotter I became. I slipped
my hand to my crotch. Sammi kicked me rather hard.
"No, No. Bad slut!" You touch yourself at my party and I will
tell all the girls what we do. All of it. I will invite them
to use you too. I will show them the pictures of you with
one of my turds in your mouth. I will tell them you ate it
and begged for more shit from the gorgeous bod of your Goddess
Sammi. Yeah, I brought them up here just in case I may have to
put you in your place and give you proper discipline. My mom
thinks that would be hilarious. I told her I would not punish
you so harshly. Don't give me any reason to change my mind. Now
get yourself cleaned up. The squad will be here in less than an
hour. I want you looking as presentable as you can. Your outfit
is on your bed. Be sure and thank my mom properly and show her
how much you appreciate gifts. It was not cheap."
I rushed to my bedroom. I could hardly wait to see it. I did not
expect it to be in Sammi's class. Mrs. Smith would never buy me
an outfit like Sammi's.
I stared at my new outfit. I picked it up and looked at it while
turning it in my hands. It was really cute. I had seen outfits
like this one in the movies. It looked kinda like a tennis
outfit except it had a cute little hat that matched the short
skirt. It even had an apron!
I bathed, washed my hair and put on my new outfit. I did not know
why it came with an apron. Maybe Mrs. Smith knew I would be
doing some carrying of food and drinks and wanted to protect my
new outfit.
I applied makeup and looked in the mirror. The outfit was soooo
cute. It was blue and white. The cap was white as was the apron.
I proudly wore it down stairs. All the girls were in the dining
area when I cam down. They all called out to me. They were such a
happy bunch. Several of them were giggling. I heard my name
mentioned a few times.
"Lindsey, you look really really great in that outfit. It becomes
you. Never have I seen you looking better!" One of the girls said.
There were giggles of consent. I heard someone say, "Or fitting!"
"Everyone out to the pool." Sammi said.
"Lindsey be a dear and bring all that with you." Mrs. Smith said,
with a wave of her hand to the food and drinks."
It took me three trips. The girls were smimming, laughing,
sunbathing and having fun. Sammi's party already was a hugh success.
It made me proud to be a part.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Sixteen
Sammi's Birthday party
I had mixed feelings about the day. I liked how well it
was going for Sammi. She deserved a good party. But I was
kinda like a fifth wheel. She made a big deal about how
helpful I was especially after I let her fall. She showed
the girls where she was hurt and they gave me disapproving
looks and with tight lips and stern expressions. They slowly
shook their cute heads from side to side.
After the party had been going on for thirty minutes or so
a new girl arrived. I had never seen her before. Sammi
introduced her as Traci Roberts. Traci was about 5'6". I
guessed her weight at 130. Turns out she was 145. The
girl was all muscle. Besides cheerleading she had won the
state weight lifting competition her sophomore year. She
was a junior. She was as snooty and stuck up as any of
the other girls. I also quickly learned her dad was the
new orthodontist in town with very good credentials. The
reason he came here was because he and his wife had split
and he was married to a 28 year old. She was also an
orthodontist. Traci chose to live with her dad because,
"Her mom just did not understand the proper difference
between young ladies of real class and ordinary people".
When she said that she looked straight at me. Her forehead
wrinkled, then her head tilted upward as it turned to face
Sammi.
"Does she?" She ask with an upper lip curl on one side of
a very snooty, stuck up mouth.
"She is staying with us. My mom and I are teaching her.
Lindsey has learned a lot but has a long ways to go. I would
like for this party to further her instruction. The poor thing
needs it. She is sooo uncultured as you can tell. She is willing
to work. I gotta give her that. We make a terriff pair because
I do not have the time for mundane chores. I require a lot of
time to practice our cheer moves and stay in shape."
She gave did a 360, holding out her arms to show off her muscled abdomen,
her firm ass, and pert titties.
Susan said. "She has been good for you Sammi, or something has. You
look hotter than before summer break!"
I had noticed Susan's looks in Sammi's direction. I may have to
kick her ass.
I wondered what Ashley was doing here anyway. It was supposed to
be restricted to the cheer squad. Ashley was not on the team and
could not be because we had the limit. I remember when I was in
junior high a flyer moved in. She was good, maybe better than Sammi.
She was unable to join and Sammi and her friends were so snobish to
her that she never tried out. She graduated this year and is cheering
with a JUCO squad a few miles east of here. I thought then, and still
do, Sammi did not want anyone on the squad to be as good as she.
I love Sammi, however I know that is the way Sammi thinks. Maybe that
is one of the reasons I am so attracted to her.
Ashley, let me tell you, was a piece of work! If I had not hated her
so much I would say she was the best base I ever seen. The girls were
talking cheerleading as they always did when they got together.
This was the Varsity Squad. No junior squad member was there except
me and I was moving to the Varsity. Sammi had already said as much.
Sammi was Captain and what she said was law.
"Lindsey would you make lemonade and bring out. Bring all new glasses
too. She makes really good lemonade. You all will just love it. I tell
you, I am almost in love with Lindsey. Making lemonade is not her only
talent either!" (g)
I heard several snickers. I glanced at the girls. Most of them were
looking at me as if I were a canary and they were hungry cats. I knew
they were not thinking of eating me, quite the opposite in fact. I had
overheard this group talk. They liked to talk about all the guys they
had been out with and how good a boy hooked up with them. One of the
girls, a redhead named Cheri, laughted about a poor boy who worked
after school and every day during the summer so he could pay her
twenty-five dollars a week for her soiled panties. She bragged how
clean they were when he returned them.
She also bragged that she made him buy her bras and panties from
Victoria's Secret. I can still remember what she said and that was
last fall. She said he bought her twelve ultra smooth seamless panties,
One hundred twenty dollars. Three sexy little things, twenty-five
dollars. Seven angels secret bras, two hundred fifty-two dollars.
That was over four hundred dollars! He had to do that before he got
a single sniff, she laughted. Cheri's parents could have bought out
a hundred stores and never missed the money. She drove a brand new
Corvette convertible and got a new one every year. She was rich.
This boy, John, made six dollars an hour. Two weeks of his summer
wages just to buy Cheri bras and panties! She also laughted because
John never got to see the bras after he gave them to her until last
Friday night. She giggled when she remarked that he got very upclose
and personal with her panties though. "Of course, I was not in them."
She smirked.
Lori told at the party that Joe Hensley gave her a note. She had it
in her purse. He gave her the note before Christmas! It was well worn
from being passed around and read by others, or maybe she read it and
finger fucked herself. She even gave it to me to read. It said.
Lori, you are so hot. I watched you cheer. When you were in the air with
your gorgeous smile I knew I must do something really special for you.
Something no other guy would do. Please give me something to do for
you to prove my devotion to a Goddess. Lori, it can be as difficult,
as painful, or as degrading as you wish. Please allow me to prove my
love for you. Please.
Your wannabe slave,
Joe
Lori told us about the latest thing she made Joe do for her.
"I called him on my cellie last Thursday night. I told him I had taken a
shit on picnic table number four at Steven's Landing. I told him he had
to eat all of it with a spoon and lick the table. I told him I had pissed
in a Hardee's cup and left it for him also. I was even sweet and left
him a spoon! I told him if he ate all of it, did not vomit it back up,
drink all of the piss and licked the table clean I would flash the street
from my bedroom window at exactly midnight Friday night. If he were the
only one in sight."
"Oh my god! Did he do it?" Saundra asked.
"I flashed the street at midnight for forty-five seconds. I even did a turn
so he could see my gorgeous pantied clad ass. I finished with my hand
on my crotch."
The girls, including me stared at her with open mouths and wide eyes.
"I am leaving him another pile Thursday night. Anyone want to contribute!" (g)
There were lots of laughs and four girls volunteered. Sammi, Saundra,
Camille, and the new girl, Ashley. I could not do such a thing. Boys
do nothing for me. In fact they are usually a pain in the ass. But I do
not hate them. These girls don't hate them either. In fact Lori and
Saundra have a, "Boy crazy," reputation.
Joe is a poor hard working guy. He is considered to be minus in looks, so
that gives these girls their, "open season", attitude towards him.
These girls think it is their moral duty as the "Elite Gorgeous Hotties,"
to humiliate whomever they can. That is the name Sammi, Lori, and Camille
gave themselves. They voted Ashley in the group too. Some of the necessary
attributes a member must possess is a family worth of five million or more.
Know, really know, each is superior and show it at all times. Make someone
grovel each and every day. Lori does this with Joe and her panties. I
learned at the party that I am what qualifies Sammi. I do not know how
much the other girls know about me. I know The Elite Gorgeous Hotties
know everything each does to maintain their status. They meet or chat on
the phone daily about what they do to maintain their standing in the group.
They strive to out do each other. They also help each other to humiliate
their victim. I knew I could expect humiliation from the other three Hotties
today.
What hurt me the most, the girls were practicing cheers when I returned with
the lemonade. Ashley was Sammi's base. I watched and redden all the time.
I thought I was good. Compared to Ashley I was a zero like I am in
everything else. They looked at me and smiled.
"Watch this, Lindsey. Ashley is soooo good." Camile said.
Sammi stepped in Ashley's hands while facing Ashley as she came up she
turned and was facing the same direction as Ashley. She was entended
all the way as high as Ashley could reach. Sammi was perched up there
on one foot with the other foot straight out. Ashley was holding her
up with one hand! Plus Ashley appeared to be relaxed doing it. I
could have died. Maybe it would be better for everyone if I did, I
thought.
For a finish, Ashley brought Sammi down until Sammi's feet were even
with Ashleys face. Ashley took a shoeless Sammi foot in each hand. she
suddenly pushed up and out. Sammi spring from her hands, did a one and
one half flip, diving into the pool feet first. As Sammi's gorgeous bod
climed out of the water, all were cheering except Ashley and I. Ashley
was staring a hole through me. her brown eyes were sparkling. She walked
towards me.
"Sammi, darling, may I borrow Lindsey for a few minutes?"
"Yeah, oh sure, you are awesome, Ashley!'
"Lindsey, whatever Ashley wants Ashley gets or you answer to me!" (g)
"Lindsey is very talented." She said to the others with a light hearted
giggle and they all were chatting as I followed Ashley to the pool house.
"Lindsey, Ashley and her mom told me and my step mom that you are trying
very hard to learn proper requards of your superiors. They both said you
will do whatever it takes. I am glad. I require special needs. (g)
I bet Sammi and Mrs. Smith do too. Just from their conversation."
She waited at the pool house for me to open the door for her. She gave
a big wave and yelled, "I won't be long!"
We entered and I closed the door. I did not want anyone else to see.
I had no idea what Ashley would do with me but I was sure it would
not be something I wanted others to see. I was right.
"Wellll Lindsey, get on your knees. You do not want me to give a bad
report about you to sammi, do you? That is better. If you are really
good from now on I wont tell her how slow you were to assume the
proper position."
I was not sure what she wanted but sure enough I reached up and pulled
down her bathing suit. She was giggling as it cleared her knees. I was
staring into a shaved pussy. Actually, Ashley looked very good. She
had a lot of muscle but was not fat. Her tummy was a lot larger than
Sammi's but she was larger everwhere than Sammi. Well, their tits were
similar in size.
"Lindsey! Stop drueling. I have to piss and you are going to be my toilet."
I looked up at her. It was obvious. She had done this before. She looked
at me as if I was nothing and she was everything. I was sure that is the
way she perceived me too.
She lifted one side of her upper lip again. God she looked so haughty
when she did that. I could feel my heat rising.
She stepped forward placing a leg over each of my shoulders.
"You had best be strong enough to hold me shit for brains. If you fall
with me, well...., it is best for you if you do not. I want total
concentration on me. I am all that matters in your little world right
now. Just me and my wishes.... Whatever they are!" (g)
She started to pee. She looked down at me as she released her urine
into my mouth. Her upper lip corved up more.
"You are such a slut! At least you know how to perform with a superior.
I could not answer. All I could do was swallow with the knowledge that
Sammi knew what Ashley was doing to me and did not care.
Just so you know how you stand. I am going to be Sammi's base. If you
want to stay on the team, you will be our mascot. You will love my
design for inside the mask!" (g)
"Lindsey, pay attention! Sammi said you were good. I do not think you
are so hot. I have had a lot of guys drink piss better than you! I
have finished! Lick me, Lindsey!
I began licking her pussy. She put more weight on my face and began
to grind. She made little circles as she moved on my face. Several times
my nose was in her pussy. My lips and nose were cum covered. She
continued to moan and move. I performed cunnilingus on her. I could
feel myself become hotter and hotter. She screamed and dug her nails
in my back.
"Oh yes, Lindsey, god you are good. What a tongue. I think you went
all the way into me with it. I am going to be a regular visitor here.
Sammi and I have a lot of practice to do and I will look forward to
every visit! How well do you handle menzes?"
She looked at me and asked that like she would have said, do you
have a pencil I can borrow.
I stammered. "I I I have never been with anyone on their period."
"No matter, you will learn. It is a very necessary thing. All girls
have them you know. That is when we most need a mouth to pussy
relationship!"
"I like the way you sucked and swallowed afterwards. Sammi said you
really good at hooking up with her and her mom. I think you like
drinking piss too!"
She got off me turned and stook her ass in my face.
"Kiss my ass, slave."
I did not miss the, "slave", part.
She waited patiently as I kissed her on her cheeks.
"Do the ass hole too, stupid. Geeze, do I have to tell you everything.
Show some enthusiam. Cheerleaders bubble over with enthusiam. Show
what you are made of. Eat out my ass. Pretend it is your first taste
of candy. Appreciate how clean and fresh it is. Believe me, after I
have taken a big dump it is not nearly so fresh and clean."
"You will discover that though! Boy will you! (G) You will probably
like it better though. Considering your place. Lindsey, be thankful
The Smiths are taking their valuable time to teach you your proper
place and how to live in that place with dignity."
"Sammi has some news for you! Be sure and ask her about it! (g)
Oh, that Sammi. Her sense of humor is so good. Somewhat perverted!
But good! I would love telling you and watching your face but I
promised I would not steal her thunder!"
"Did my ass taste good? Well, did it!"
"Yes, Ashley. I enjoyed your scent and taste. Thank you."
"Very good, slut. You are learning. Tonight and every night until I
see you again you are to spend a part of each day, twice a day minimum,
playing with yourself. Yes, finger fucking your self. Your fantasy must
be about Me, Sammi, Mrs. Smith and the Gorgeous Elite Hotties. As you
orgasm, think of our shit in your mouth. Think of your swallowing it.
Think of the scent and the taste. Pretend Sammi has told you her, her
mom and their friends are going to use you as their full and complete
toilet forever. Tell yourself you like it. Tell yourself that is your
proper place. Being a toilet for those superior to you. Hell, Lindsey,
everyone is superior to you!"
Ashley got off my face and looked at me.
"Open your mouth. Wider!"
Looking up at Ashley, I opened my mouth wide. She giggled and spit in
my mouth. she had been chewing gum. I had it now. It was like rubber.
"It will be nice to have a place to put my spent gum when on trips,
at school, or anytime. A slave is a nice thing to have around. Be sure
you always make Sammi proud of you. If I do not find you useful I will
kick your ass. I can do it too. Sammi has soft feelings for you. Well,
I do not."
"When you come to school with a string danging from your lips, I will
know what is in your mouth!" (g)
"I gotta run. I want to practice some more with Sammi. You stay in here.
I am sure Lori and Camille will visit you. Lori would not go in the water.
Any idea why?"
she looked at me quizically, then laughed in my face. She was still
laughing as she went out the door, Leaving it wide open. I looked up.
The girls were looking at me on my knees.
"Guess what Lindsey did for me? Any guesses?" (g)
Camille was already in the house, looking down at me with a shit eating
grin on her face. She did not wait for me to pull off her bottoms. She
had them half down already. I had a natural blond pussy in my face.
Camille was very light complexioned. She was a true blonde. She was
probab;y 5'10" or 11", Tall, rather thin, but muscular. All cheerleaders
are muscular. They have to be.
"Lindsey, I am about to pee my pants. I was going to use the toilet but
Sammi insisted you would be hurt and think I did not like you or did
not think you were good enough for me to use as my toilet. Lindsey, you
are good enough to be my toilet. I do not think I am to good to use you.
I do not want you to feel that way either. I told Sammi I would pee in
your mouth on all our trips. Wait until you see what Ashley did with
the mascot mask. Lindsey, we will simply love it. It is sooo convenient!
You know how those long bus rides are, especially after drinking a
big coke! Thanks for agreeing to be our mascot. Ashley is a much
better base than you. You know that, of course. You saw her and Sammi.
They are so good together."
Camille talked all the time. I have heard her talk non stop for a
hundred miles! All the time she was talking she was pissing in my
mouth and I was swallowing as fast as I could.
"You are awesome, Lindsey. Really you are. I appreciate what you are
doing for the team. You have sooo much team spirit. That is what I
call, "Taking it for the team."
"I have taken it for the team lots of times. The most in one night
was four. Yeah, four members of the basketball team fucked me. I
wish you had been there to clean me up afterwards. I made them all
wear condoms. I know none of them have aids or something bad like
that but I can not get pregnate. My parents think I am virgin!"
"One of the guys jokingly said if I had as many sticking out of me
as I have had stook in me, I would look like a porupine!"
"Know what? He was right!" (g)
"Lindsey, honey, I know you are doing your best but that does not
do anything for me. Now if you were a guy with a tongue like that
and a big dick, welll. That would be a lot different! You can lick
my ass though. Sammi said you like licking a girl's ass as much as
you like to lick her pussy!"
Camille put her ass to my face.
"Yeah, that feels good."
She cut the cheese and never missed a word.
(g) "Inhale, Lindsey! Inhale!"
She moved away from me and put her swim bottoms on.
"That was good, Lindsey. I am voting to keep you on the team. Sammi
wants you and what Sammi wants, Sammi gets. You already know that
though. Well, now I want you on the team to. You will earn your keep.
My grandpa is always saying that!"
She was still talking as she walked out of the door.
I heard her scream.
"Awesome, freakin awesome!" I vote we keep her on the team. I will
adore having her on trips and at those away games with dirty locker
room facilities. No more sitting on a dirty toilet. My ass thanks
her too!"
So much for the girls not knowing what went on between Sammi and me.
"Hi Lindsey." Lori said in her slow southern drawl.
"I drink a lot of your delicious lemonade. It was so good. My pee
should taste pretty good after I drink so much of it. My boyfriend
likes me to drink lemonade before our dates."
"Lindsey, there is one thing. Close your eyes. Wear this."
she said as she removed her top. She fastened her braw over my eyes.
"Believe me, this is best, especially if this is your first period."
"Wait, let me remove that. Here, lick my fingers. You are making me
hot, Lindsey Jones."
"Oh god eat me, eat me, eat me. Suck all that out of me and swallow.
Yes, that is what you are for. A menze slave to girls sooo superior
to you. You know your place and are doing a great job of accepting
it. Oh yes, my crotch is your place. I am coming to see you every
month. My boyfriends won't go near my pussy when it is all bloody.
I can see you don't mind though. Suck and swallow, Lindsey! Oh
yes, slave, that's it!"
Lori was cuming and shouting words of encouragement to me. When she
finished she took off her top.
"Darn, there is a little spot on it. You did a good job though. It is
an old one. I am going to give it to you. Wear it and think of me."
"Lindsey, have you looked around in here?"
"No, I answered, I have been pretty busy."
"That's for sure!" (g)
"Everyone knows how busy too! Look over there, and over there, and
over there. (g) Yep. Three cameras. Everything is on tape and the
girls were watching the action live on security monitors!"
"You never heard their cat calls, did you? No of course not. They
all know. Right now they can see your bloody face and they know I
did not beat you either! Yeah, The Elite Gorgeous Hotties saw it
all. We can cut individual prints of anything on the tape. We
captured the wanton look on your face as you pussy dived. We
captured your eating us out with total abandonment. Don't worry
little slave. You do right by us and it is our secret. Well the
best girls can keep a secret anyway!" (g)
"Know the part I like best? I liked your hand moving to your
pussy as you tongued out Ashley's ass. Be glad we don't want
to embarrass you in front of the whole school. Shucks, we
could tape pics on the bathroom walls at school!"
The elite four had gathered around. Sammi spoke.
"I can see what a slut you are. I thought you liked only me.
Then I thought you liked only my mom and I. Hell, Lindsey
you are a total slut and like abuse from all girls. Noooo, it
is not abuse to you. You live to serve and damnit you are going
to do that."
I could not look up at my beautiful Sammi.
"Shit, slave. Your face is smeared with a bloody slime. you
look like shit. you are shit. Look up at me you, you, you.
Hell, I don't know any fitting words for what you are. Look
at me you ass!"
I looked up at Sammi. She was beautiful. I was so sorry I
looked like a mess. My only consolation was I always looked
like a mess compared to Sammi.
"I must say good by to the girls. Clean yourself up. You even
have a clot in your left ear! Whatever I do to you is better
than you deserve. There are no words low enough to describe
you. Wait until I need to shit again!"
The girls walked away. Some were giggling. at least one was
consoling Sammi like she was the injured party. I heard Camille
say.
"So she is a slut, Sammi. You had to suspect it to arrange this
little truth gathering. Use the bitch for whatever. The Elite
will stand by you and help all we can. I would like to take a
big dump in her mouth."
"She is trailer trash, Sammi. Just trailer trash." Lori said.
"I will use her next time. Susan said. I could not do it. I
thought she was better than that. I was wrong. Ashley said
those borned of trash are always trash. She was right and she
knows how to treat Lindsey and people like her. Listen to Ashley.
Make the bitch pay!"
I was so embarrassed. I hung my head and cried. I was unaware
the cameras were still rolling.
A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Seventeen
I took a shower in the poorhouse bathroom and was sitting
on a chair when Mrs. Smith entered the door.
"Wellll, Lindsey. You put on quite a show. I watched
it all from my bedroom. It made me hot too. I may sell
the video to my Bridge and luncheon clubs. What do you
think of that idea, or are you so full of party treats
you are unable to think?"
She was laughing her low sexy laugh as she entered the
pool house bathroom.
"Lindsey, get your ass in here! This is not up to my
standards. It is not clean enough for me or anyone else
of cultured standards. I would not set my ass on that!"
She said as she pointed to the commode.
"Oh well, I guess it is a good thing you are in here.
You may as well be useful. Sit on the floor there. I
hope you have room for some more party treats!" (g)
"Lindsey, don't stare. It is impolite to stare and besides
you have seen me naked before and you certainly seen a
lot of cunts and asses today! Something tells me you will
be seeing more female anatomy. I think you should know I
told Sammi all about your kind. I told her you wanted a
lot more from her than what she was giving you. I told
her you wanted to be used and abused. You were meant to
serve elite persons such as us. I told her she should
never get up to use the toilet when it was inconvenient
for her. That is why we have you. I told her to use you
for everything that when you were used up, we would get
another girl. The poor will always be plentiful. But
don't you worry or concern yourself about trivial matters
like that. You just apply yourself to the fullest of your
abilities and serve me, Sammi, and her friends."
"Tilt your head more and open your mouth wider. Yeah,
like that. That mouth makes me hot. Right now though I
will force myself to think of it as a toilet!" (G)
"Forget all other refreshing pauses, this pause is the
best!" She giggled as she filled my mouth time and time
again with her pee.
"You never have to worry ever again about having an empty
stomach. When you and Sammi play turd transport games, have
you ever though about swallowing. I know you have! Why don't
you. Sammi will love you for it. Lindsey, people like Sammi
and I, and yeah, the Elite Hotties, need someone to serve
them in very demanding roles. It is important to our egos to
know a lesser being is always nearby waiting, eager to
appease our need to use someone. You are that someone. And in
your on way, special. Just now when I urinated in your mouth,
I felt so alive and powerful. Now, I know I am, but you are
here to demonstrate that over and over. Push your tongue in
more, yeah, like that. Just the urination is not going to be
enough for Sammi or me much longer. You are going to have to
raise the bar. I am telling you this now so you can start
thinking about it. What Ashley told you will help, but Lindsey,
I want results quickly."
"Lindsey, you slut, where are you?" Sammi had entered the pool
house?"
"Remember what I told you, Lindsey. Do not disappoint my daughter.
You do everything to please her, I do mean, everything."
Mrs. Smith accented the word everything as she walked out of the
bathroom.
"The slut is in there, sweetheart. Go give her what she craves so
badly. She wants to be used by you. Do not disappoint her. Use the
little bitch. I already told her the toilet was not clean enough
for me to sit on. I know it is not clean enough for you either.
I used her mouth. You do as you want."
"Lindsey, so you are into toilet use now. Well that does not
surprise me. Stay right there on the floor. I have need of you.
(G) I love the way you titled your head at the mere mention of
toilet use. OMG, you are such a slut! Mom has been telling me!
She was right too. Oh well, you have practically begged me to use
you. Does my pee taste delish? You have drunk a gallon of piss in
the last few hours, I bet."
"I like the way you know just what to do. Your tongue feels good
on my pussy. No more toilet paper for me! The tongue of Lindsey
Jones forever!"
"Lindsey, it is time you think of becoming more intimate with me
I need more than what you have been giving. I have the need to
know you are really mine. You say you want to belong to me but
I require more proof. So, I am moving you forward. Put your nose
in my ass. Put your fingers in your cunt and pretend I am shitting
in your mouth. Think about how much you want to and need to please
me. Finger yourself and lick my ass. Run your tongue around in circles
inside my ass hole. Suck on my ass and swallow. You have had my shit
in your mouth before. You know it does not stink. Shit, I bet you
like the taste. Does my ass smell good Lindsey?"
"Yes, it does." I lied.
"Do you like licking my ass, Lindsey?" Sammi whispered low. Her voice
was so sexy.
"Yes, Sammi." I answered, this was not a lie.
"Keep fingering you and licking my ass. Tell me how good my ass
taste. Tell me how much you enjoy serving me in this way. Tell me
how you have dreamed of eating my shit. Tell me you want to be my
full and complete toilet as long as you live. Tell me you want to
always be mine. Tell me you exist only for my pleasure. Beg me to take
a dump in your mouth. Promise me you will eat it. Tell me you want
to chew and swallow my turd. Remind me you were created to serve me."
I whispered all that to Sammi in between licks of her ass. Sammi cooed
softly to me and I strived to say the things she wanted to hear. I
never stopped to think about me. I though only of pleasing Sammi.
Pleasing Sammi no matter the cost.
"Let me know when you are about to explode with ecstasy and I will
help you, slave."
"Oh, now, now now," I screamed.
Sammi farted. It stunk like shit.
"Slowly inhale and hold, Lindsey. Think of eating my shit. Swallow.
Pretend you have crushed a big turd and are swallowing it. Feel it
go down your throat into your stomach. Tell me how erotic this is
to you. Tell me how much you want it all to be real."
"Oh yes, yes, yes, Sammi. I want to be your toilet. I want to do
everything for you. Use me, Sammi! Use me. Make me eat your shit.
I love you Sammi. Please let me serve you!"
I said all of the above and more while climaxing to the awful scent
of Sammi's fart.
Sammi remained seated on my face after I had reached climax. My
thought process was coming from my brain now, not my cunt. I could
still smell Sammi's fart. What have I done? How could I beg to be
used as a toilet and eat anything so terrible. The scent was awful,
plain awful. I have had her turds in my mouth many times. Many times
I spit one out in the commode just before I would have vomited. No
way can I swallow her shit. No one could do such a horrible thing.
I was sure of one thing though. Sammi was going to shit in my mouth
and insist I swallow all of it. Her mom was all for my being used in
such a degrading manner too. In fact I think her mom has urged Sammi
to make a toilet of me. Yeah, Mrs. Smith and that awful Ashley. I
knew I could not think of Mrs. Smith or Ashley that way. It would get
me in trouble with my beloved Sammi. I have to have positive thoughts
of all of them. I could see the future. If I ate Sammi's shit, Mrs.
Smith then Ashley and the Hotties would also use me. They had already
hinted at such. Come to think of it, none of this happened until
Ashley moved on the scene,
I came back to present as Sammi moved her ass on my face. She giggled
then farted again.
"Lindsey, I know how you think my farts don't stink but I think they do.
Be a dear and inhale all of that and hold it. Put your hand just above
your cunt. Push and make circles with it. Dream of eating my shit."
God what was wrong with me. The scent of Sammi's shit was making me hot.
I moistened two fingers with my cum and inserted them. Ohhhh, that felt
so good. Sammi pressed my nose into her ass hole. With each breath I
could smell her shit. I was smelling her shit when I orgasmed. I ran
my tongue in the ass as deeply as it would go. I tasted her shit
when I reached climax. Sammi was so beautiful. I would do anything for
her. Never have I seen anyone nearly as perfect as Sammi. I loved her
deeply. I licked some more and kissed her ass. I kissed it long and
with much love. Sammi farted again and giggled her sexy giggle. I
inhaled all of it and kissed her again.
Sammi's cellie rang and she answered it.
"Hey mom, what's up?" Sammi asked.
"Oh sure, I will send her up. I am through with her for a while anyway."
"Lindsey, mom wants you. I don't think she is pleased. I don't know
what it is about but I advise you, do not make her mad! I think you
had best move very quickly. Mom is not know for her patience,
especially with the help."
Sammi was dialing her cell phone as I walked out the door.
"Lindsey, this will never do. You must learn how to clean my
bathroom. To help you remember take your toothbrush and clean my
shower. I want it spotless too. I took the liberty of lying out
some cleaning clothes for you, they are over there."
She pointed with a long perfectly manicured finger. She was dress
in short shorts and a mini halter. The Shorts were white and the
halter was blue silk. She was awesome and she knew it.
I walked to my clothes. They consisted of a cotton apron which
covered me in front from my neck to my knees. It wrapped around
so my ass was covered unless I move quickly. When I did all of
my ass was exposed.
"Remove everything and put on your cleaning apron. From now on
when you clean, wear nothing but your apron. That way when I see
you dressed in the apron I will know you are cleaning my house.
I am going to be carrying this a lot."
She revealed a short multi stranded whip.
"If I do not think you are doing your best I will hit you a few
times with this to get your mind on your work. If you are going
to stay here with us and live practically like a princess you
will have to pull your weight. I am certain your mom would want
you to help out around here. She is doing a very good job at the
Roberts. Sandra commented just a few minutes ago about how it was
working out and she wanted to know if you were what we wanted. I
told her you were learning a lot. I said I thought you would be
very good in a few years. (G) I even said you have a lot of talent!
That required no explanation! She said your mom was talented too!
I guess it runs in the Jones family! Like mother like daughter!
Oh Lindsey, you are a hoot! Get over here and lick me a few times!"
I was standing there in my new apron staring at Mrs. Smith. What
was she saying about my mom? I was so engrossed in my thoughts that
I did not move when she ask me to lick her.
"Lindsey, child, what is wrong with you? Where is your brain today?
Get your ass over here before I strap it really good!"
I went to her and began licking her cunt. She pulled my head tightly
to her crotch and began humping my face. When was smearing her cum
all over my face with her round and round gyrations.
"Ohhhhh, Lindsey, Lindsey! Your tongue is soooo gooood." She screamed
as she climaxed.
She sits quietly on my face as I licked and sucked her clean.
"Mrs. Smith, what were you telling me about my mom? I have not spoken
with her in a couple days. Is she all right?"
"Sure she is, Lindsey. Since the Roberts bailed her out, that is."
"What do you mean bailed her out?"
"You did not know, did you? I guess not. See she owed money on her
trailer house and could not make the payments. Dr. Roberts bought
the mortgage and was allowing her to work it off. They quickly
decided he would rent out the trailer and your mom would move in
with them. The whole family adored her services. Traci said your
mom's tongue was the most talented but yours was longer. Sammi
and I am visiting the Roberts tomorrow. We will have a comparison
then. If your mom is more talented than you, she is good at eating
pussy. Traci hinted that she had already taken a dump in your mom's
mouth. We really must move your training forward Lindsey. You can
be so good for Sammi and me. We like you’re doing special things for
us and we also like doing things to you. You were meant to serve.
I am glad you chose us. We will strive to make your life as
fulfilling as we can. If we neglect to do enough to you, tell us
you want to serve us in additional ways. Do not be bashful about
your desires to please Sammi or me. You will not embarrass us. We
understand your need to serve and be used by ladies of our position."
"Wellll, you have left your mouth there so long that I have to go pee.
You do like our pee, don't you?" (g)
I heard my voice say, "Yes Your Highness." I heard her giggle again
as her pee flowed into my mouth. It was hot and had that terrible
piss taste. I looked up at Mrs. Smith. Her upper lip curled up at the
corner of the right side of her mouth. She looked down at me as if
I were sub human although I know she did not think that, not really
anyway.
"Lick me Lindsey. You have work to do. You can not enjoy me all day.
I know you love the taste of my pee. But if you miss a drop or two
they will fall in my pants. You will get them when you mouth wash
my undies!"
With that she pushed my head away from her crotch.
"Go, get to work with your toothbrush on my tub and shower. Oh, yeah,
clean my sink with your brush to."
I got my toothbrush and went to work on her tub and shower although
they looked clean to me. I had been cleaning about ten minutes when
she entered.
"Don't let me interrupt your cleaning. Don't mind me at all! (g)
She sat on the commode and began to take a dump. My face was near
the commode while I cleaned the outside of her tub. She pitched
a large bath towel over my head and the commode and continued to
shit.
'It is alright if you finger yourself, Lindsey. In fact, I insist
you do. Think of how you would like to put your head in my commode
when I finish and eat all of it. Imagine how it would feel as you
swallowed it. I know you would love the taste as much as you like
the scent of our shit. Think of serving as mine and Sammi's full
and complete toilet. Have our shit on your mind when you climax.
Don't climax until you tell me though. I have something very special
for you. Keep fingering yourself. It is alright. I give you
permission, Go for it Lindsey. Fight off the climax. Are you ready
for your surprise"?
"Oh yes, Your Highness, yes!"
"Easy, Lindsey, don't rush it. Some things are better if they come
slowly."
"Here is your surprise. Look at me."
With that she was off the commode and had her ass in my face.
Lick my ass, swallow the shit as you climax. Go for it Lindsey.
Hold back nothing. Worship my ass as it was meant to be worshipped.
I climaxed with one of her turds that had not fallen on its way to
my stomach. I came harder than I ever did in my life. I felt so
erotically intense. I was so alive. I can not explain it. I licked
her ass out with gusto. I orgasmed again while tonguing out her
rosebud.
I came down from my high and withdrew my tongue from her ass. I
felt ashamed. What had I just done? I had the taste of her shit in
my mouth. It seemed I could taste it all the way down my throat
into my stomach. How big was the turd I swallowed? Small I hoped.
I thought I could feel it in my stomach. It appeared to be getting
larger. I felt it as it came up my throat. I got my head over her
commode just in time to vomit. I reached for the flush button.
"No! You are not permitted to flush! I am embarrassed!"
She threw the towel over my head. It draped to the floor.
"You make it seem you do not like my shit. That was something my
gorgeous bod prepared for you Lindsey. It was a gift. People who
are striving to learn culture do not start by treating a gift in
such a manner. Tell me how good my shit taste. Tell me how good
it smells. Tell me you want to eat all of it next time."
She kicked my ass with the toe of her shoe.
"Talk slut or I will never allow you access to my vagina again."
"I am sorry Your Highness. I did not want to vomit. I feel
honored to lick your magnificent ass. Please let me do it again
the next time you need it. I will try not to vomit. I just need
training. I want to serve you and Sammi. Help me to reach higher
limits."
"O.K. If you are really sincere. If not, you can go to the Roberts
with your mom. I doubt if Traci will be so understanding though.
She said the first time; her mom had to use a whip on your mom to
prepare her for toilet use."
"I must punish you though. Take your head out of the toilet. Dip
your toothbrush in a big turd. Make all stay on your toothbrush
you can. UUUUUUU, yeah, like that."
Her nose was flared, her lips were pursed. She looked like she
was viewing a dead skunk. The skunk may have smelled better.
"Brush your teeth, Lindsey. Place your head over the commode and
brush your teeth. Brush them good. Swallow. (g) Do not spit."
"If you vomit this time, all the time you are over the stool I
will beat your ass with my whip. You must learn to perform.
Sammi and I are going out of the country for a couple weeks.
Public bathrooms in foreign countries are filthy. We are taking
you along. If you expect to hang with us, you must be able,
willing, and available!" (g)
"Sammi wants to take Traci with us. She and Traci are becoming
very close. Traci is in Sammi's class, well almost. I do approve
of her. Don't look so sad, Lindsey. I approve of you too. just
in a different way. Everyone has their place. You have searched
for yours and have been lucky enough to find it, with Sammi's
help, of course."
"Clean my bathroom good now. Save the commode for last. I want
you to enjoy the scent for a few hours. Play with yourself all
you wish, as long as you fantasize about being our toilet!" (g)
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