I'm thirteen, and very shy. I'm a pretty girl, sure, but I'm not one of the girls that every boy in school is drooling over. I was about 5'1", 100 pounds, dark brown hair, brown eyes, small but firm b-cup breasts, and nice butt.

My best friend Amy on the other hand is more of what the boys seemed to want. She, at thirteen, is 5'5", 110 pounds, blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and although I've never checked her out other than a quick glance while changing in the locker room, I could tell she had to have a C-cup.

I still don't know how Amy and I have been friends as long as we have. I guess it just happens when you have known each other since kindergarten, despite how different we are.

Amy was always bright and cheery; it wasn't a big surprise that she became a cheerleader this year. I on the other hand am very artsy, and have been described as "the gloomy girl." Great, I'm only a few weeks into 8th grade and already labeled as the sad girl. I'm NOT sad. I just don't think I have to be all excited about being at a pep rally, or what new outfit so-and-so is wearing.

It was the second week in September when Amy came to find me, I hadn't seen her in a couple of weeks, as she was busy with cheerleading these days.

"Hey Jess, haven't seen you in a while, how ya doing?"

"I'm ok, those stupid stuck up bitches were giving me a hard time at lunch again, but I have better things to do then listen to them." I told her.

"You mean Megan and her friends? I can kick the shit out of her if you want; I wouldn't mind seeing her walking around with a broken tooth," she smiled, and broke out laughing.

I couldn't help but smile, Amy always knew how to make me feel better. She liked Megan about as much as I did. "No... As much as I would like to see her toothless, I don't want to see you get kicked off the cheerleading squad for me," I laughed with her.

"Say, my parents are going out of town this weekend, I thought I would see if you want to come over and stay with me. We can sit around and watch movies, eat junk food, and stay up as late as we want."

"That sounds like fun, but I don't know if my parents will let me stay over if your 'rents' aren't home," I told her.

"Well then don't tell them that my parents are gone, duh."

"Fine, I'll ask."

So I asked my parents if I could stay at Amy's for the weekend, and they said that was fine. So Friday came, and I was on my way to Amy's.

"This is great, we're going to have a great time this weekend," Amy said.

"I know, it's been a long time since we have been able to hang out like this, what should we do?" I asked.

"Let's order a pizza, grab some of my parents booze, and sit back and watch a movie."

"Sounds good to me, but won't your parents notice that we took some?" I asked.

"Oh stop worrying so much, I'll just add some water to the bottle, or hide the bottle if we finish it. It's not like I haven't done it before, my parents haven't found out yet," Amy told me.

So there it was... We got our pizza, made some drinks, and sat down to watch some movie that turned out to be really stupid. We were about half done with the movie, and starting our fourth drink. We both were feeling a bit drunk, Amy was cuddled up against me, and we were giggling at how stupid the movie was, so we turned it off and started talking about the boys in school, when the conversation turned to sex and stuff. I felt a bit out of the conversation as the most I have gotten with a boy was a good night kiss, and it wasn't even a 'French' kiss.

Amy turned her head up and said, "So you haven't even had a REAL kiss?"

Before I could even answer her, she grabbed my cheeks and kissed me, tongue and all!! I was shocked... I didn't have any idea what I should do. She had me pinned against the back of the couch, lips on mine, and tongue in my mouth.

I pushed her off me, and stood up on wobbly legs (Still feeling drunk) looking at my best friend. "Whaat are you doing?" I slurred out.

"What's the matter? It's just a little kiss," she said to me.

"Yeah, but we are girls..." I said, "And I'm not a lesbian."

"Neither am I, I just wanted to try some things, and you are my best friend," she told me standing up and walking towards me. "Besides, I think you liked it."

I just stared at her, afraid to say anything, cause truth be told, I kind of did.

"Ok," Amy started, "I'll make a bet with you. If I win, you will do what I tell you today. If you win, I will do whatever you tell me to do... Ok?"

I was still a bit drunk, and making bets with Amy was always an interesting game we played, but I as a little worried about where 'THIS' game was headed.

"What's the bet?" I asked.

"Well, I think you really did like the kiss, so I have five minutes to try and turn you on, by only talking to you," she said.

What? By only talking to me? This was crazy, how could she think that would turn me on, and even if it did, how could she prove it? I thought to myself, I have this in the bag.

"Ok," I said, "I don't see how you could turn me on, I'm not gay."

She smiled at me, and looked at the clock, "Ok, five minute."

She stepped behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. She leaned in and I could feel her breath on my ear as she started whispering to me. It was intoxicating, and my breath quickened a bit. She told me to close my eyes and just listen.

"You know me as well as I know you... Well I may know you better. I see how you envy me because all the boys want me, but to be honest with you, I don't let them do things to me, because I don't need a bad reputation," she said. "But you just got to kiss me, which is something every boy in school dreams of doing, and you got to do it."

I gulped and licked my dry lips at the thought.

"Even now, you have my breasts pressed against your back, and a little secret I am sure you can tell by now...I'm not wearing a bra."

I gasped and could feel myself press myself back into her a bit more. What the hell was I doing?

"I bet you would love to touch them, just like every boy in the school. I think you would love the idea of having sex with one of the hottest girls in school, don't you?"

"I'm not a les," I tried to say, but I was breathing harder now, and I knew she could see through me.

"SSHHH," she said, "Just be quiet and listen, and keep your eyes closed."

"You keep telling me you're not gay Jess, but I bet if I took my pants off right now, you would love to bury your face right between my legs...Wouldn't you?"

I took a deep, fast, sharp breath, and exhaled slow and shuddering. 'God, this isn't me,' I thought. It was like she was seeing right through me, reading my mind or something.

"Geez, you're Cumming right now aren't you? I knew you were just a submissive little slut," Amy said.

"No I'm not, and no I didn't." I opened my eyes and saw the clock, "Your time is up, and I'm not turned on at all," I lied. "So I win."

"Not so fast," Amy said as she stuck her hand right down my pants and into my panties.

My eyes shot wide open as Amy's fingers ran through my pubic hair and across my dripping wet slit. I moaned lightly as her finger ran across my clit.

"BUSTED!" Amy screamed out. "You're all mine today slut."

I started whimpering and trembling, fearing what Amy was going to have me doing today, but was excited at the same time.

Amy had never backed down when we made bets and I won, so I knew I couldn't do it either, no matter what she had in mind, and this time, I knew that I didn't want to. She found something in me I didn't even know was there, and I wanted to see where it went.

Amy pulled her hand from my pants, and brought them to my lips. "Lick them clean."

I stared at her fingers for a moment. I could smell my juices on them, and see the wetness. I opened my mouth and took her fingers in. The taste wasn't bad, but I still had a fear of taking it from the source of another girl like I knew would be to come.

"Take off your clothes, and get on your knees," She said walking in front of me.

She took off her pants and underwear, dropping them on the floor as she took a seat in the recliner, spreading her legs wide over the side. She was rubbing herself watching me as I finished undressing and got down on my knees.

I sat there on the floor, staring at my friends shaved pussy only a few feet away. I was trembling in fear and excitement at what I knew was coming, not knowing if I really wanted to go through with this or not.

"Like what you see Jess?" she asked me in a taunting way. "Why don't you crawl over here and get yourself a taste... And keep that ass of yours in the air while you do it."

My heart was beating so hard in my chest. I slowly crawled between my friends legs. Her smell was intoxicating, it was making me dizzy. I looked into her eyes, pleading. "P..Please Amy....D..D..Don't M..Make Me D..Do this."

"Oh for Christ sake, you know you want this, so shut up, close your eyes, and get to work," she demanded, grabbing my hair and pulling my face hard to her pussy. "Oh yeah, that's it."

I struggled weakly, but did as she told me. I closed my eyes, and stuck out my tongue. My god was she wet. I didn't really know what I was supposed to do, so I just kept licking and sucking at her tangy juices, as she kept humping my face.

For the next ten minutes, Amy was moaning, humping, and calling me all kinds of degrading things. I was so turned on that I tried to rub my own pussy, but when I did, Amy would stop me saying that was her pussy to control.

Finally, I could feel Amy's body start trembling all over. Her leg wrapped itself over my shoulder, and along with both her hands on my head, pulled me hard to her humping crotch.

"OH GOD!!! That's it...Right there...Don't stop bitch, EAT MEEEE!! I...I'M CUMMMMMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG!!

I couldn't believe it, it was like a water fountain, and it was squirting into my mouth and all over my face, it just wouldn't stop! I just laid my head on her mound, breathing heavy.

"My god, Jess.... That was FUCKING AMAZING!"

I opened my eyes to look at Amy, but that was when I noticed three other girls standing there holding their phones up taking pictures and videos of me.

I was so shocked that I flung myself back hard on my ass, and managed to crab walk a little bit back trying to find my clothes... 'Where are my clothes?' I thought, looking around.

All the other girls were laughing at my predicament, as I tried to cover myself in shame and embarrassment.

"Did you get it?" Amy asked the other girls.

"Oh yeah," one said. The others just nodding and giggling.

"W..W..What's going on?" I stuttered out, starting to hyperventilate.

"Oops," Amy said. "I forgot to tell you that a couple of friends of mine from the cheerleading squad were going to be joining us. I made sure that they got a good video of you eating my pussy too, wanna see it?"

"Yeah it looked like you loved it to." Said a tall red haired girl.

Tears were forming in my eyes, "W..Why? Why would you do something like this to me? A..Amy, I thought we were friends," I asked, tears streaking down my face.

"Oh look, the poor widdle baby's cwying," Taunted a brown haired girl.

"SHUT YOUR TRAP CARRIE, or we'll tie you to the table and paddle your ass till you can't sit for a week!" Amy snapped at the girl.

I had never heard Amy yell at anyone before, but I knew she was captain of the team, and it seemed she was in charge of everyone here.

"Now Jess, I am your friend, but in honesty, I have two reasons for doing this to you. First, you are weak, and timid, no matter what we ever do, and I always have to push you into doing everything you enjoy. Second, I was horny as hell, and wanted my own pussy licking slave. Now it's going to be you, or we are going to send those pics and videos to everyone in school."

I was speechless. This was a dream; it had to be some horrible nightmare.

"So now, you will do whatever I say, when I say, with who I say, or I will punish you. Well, I will punish you anyway from time to time, just as a reminder of who you belong to, but it will be worse if you don't do as you're told. If you understand, I want you to put your hands behind your head, look me in the eyes, and say 'Yes mistress Amy.'"

I couldn't catch my breath, I felt faint. 'Did I really want this? Would she really send out those pictures if I refused?' These and a hundred more thoughts ran through my mind, seconds felt like hours. Finally I sat up on my hunches, locked my fingers behind my head, and looked around the room at the other girls before locking my eyes on Amy's. I swallowed hard before saying.

"Yes mistress Amy, I understand, and belong to you."

Cheers ringed my ears as applause from the other girls filled the room. Then everything went black as I fainted from all the anxiety I had been feeling.