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Nicloe Becomes Submissive Cheerleader (Mdom, F, high shcool)
By NICOLE (c) 1995


You can hear me rummaging in the closet, doing who knows what, when 
you hear me call out to you, "John, come here and see what I 
found!" You come into the bedroom and find me sitting on the floor 
of the closet in front of the hope chest, digging through its 
contents. "Look!" I say as I hold up my high school cheerleader 
outfit. "Remember when I used to wear this? I wonder if it still 
fits."

"Oh yes, honey, I remember you in THAT! God, how I wanted to fuck 
you then, but you were always with that football player, what's his 
name, Jack or Jock."

"His name was Jake, and you were always off with Cheryl anyway. I 
wanted you then too, only you never seemed interested. God! I used 
to watch you sitting there in the bleachers, hoping you would look 
at me and catch a glimpse of my panties as I jumped up and down 
doing my cheers. My panties were always wet at those games, from 
wanting you so much and wishing you would notice me. I would have 
done anything to get you away from Cheryl and have you then!"

"Anything? How could I have been so blind in those days not to 
notice? I always thought you were there for Jake tho."

"And I always thought you were there for Cheryl! Gosh, we lost a 
lot of time, even tho we found each other in college. You never did 
get to fuck your cheerleader tho. Do you still want your 
cheerleader, honey? I CAN be your cheerleader if you like. If I 
will please you, I'll be your cheerleader. I'll do anything to 
please you!"

You feel a tightening in your groin as a thought passes through 
your mind, and you say, "Yes I could have my cheerleader, only now 
I'm 39." You look at me questioningly, "I can have my very own high 
school cheerleader? Put in on!"

"Wait," I say. "I have an idea, it's Friday night, and I think 
there's a game tonite at the high school. Wait in the living room, 
hon, I'll be out in a minute."

You pace restlessly in the living room, wondering what I have in 
mind, as your cock starts to harden with anticipation.

I walk into the room. My hair is tied up in a pony tail and I'm 
wearing my winter coat, all buttoned up. I look so young with my 
hair like that -- just like a teenager -- and you again feel that 
tightening in your groin. I take your hand, saying, "Let's go to 
the game, hon! It's been so long since we've seen our school play. 
It will be fun, and I have a surprise for you. Indulge me and I'll 
be anything you want, and do anything you want when we get home. 
Let's go."

We arrive at the game at half time, and find seats alone at the top 
of the bleachers. The game is outside and it's cold, so I snuggle 
against you. My hand clasps your thigh and accidently brushes 
briefly over your cock, which I can tell is hard as it presses 
against the cloth of your jeans. "Do you want me, John," I whisper 
in your ear. "Do you want to fuck your hot, teenage cheerleader?"

You glance at me quickly and look over my coat, "Honey, you 
didn't?!" Your hand slowly moves up my bare thigh until you can 
feel the cloth of my skirt, and moving higher, until you can feel 
the heat and wetness as you brush your fingers across the silkiness 
of my panties. You gasp and breathlessly utter, "You did! You wore 
the cheerleader outfit, and you want me!!"

"Yes, I do Mr. Robinson. Tonight I'm YOUR cheerleader. I'm here 
only for your pleasure and to do with as you please. If you want to 
fuck me, I'm yours. If you want to take me home with you and tie me 
up and tease me with your cock until I beg you to fuck me, you may 
do so. I just know I want you, and I'll do anything to have you. 
I'll submit to you completely, only please," I gasp, "take me home 
NOW!"

You look into my eyes, with unconcealed desire. "Go to the car, 
Nicole, and wait for me there. Take off your coat when you get in 
the car and wait for me. And while you are waiting, I want you to 
finger yourself. Make yourself hot for me. When I get to the car, I 
want you to pretend to be my teenage cheerleader. I want you to act 
like a slut and beg to be my whore, and beg me to fuck you, using 
words you know I want to hear. This will please me, and you must do 
what I ask. Go NOW!"

I walk quickly to the car, feeling the cool night breeze work its 
way up my coat and brush against my panties which are drenched from 
my longing and need. I toss my coat into the back seat and then 
work my fingers past the restriction of my panties and begin 
fingering myself. I stop as I hear the car door open, and pull down 
my cheerleader skirt. My actions have not been missed by you, as 
you slide behind the driver's seat.

"What are you doing in my car, Nicole? Shouldn't you be back at the 
game with the other girls, cheering for your team?"

"Oh, Mr. Robinson, the game is almost over, and I saw you leaving. 
I wanted to wait in your car for you and surprise you."

"What were you doing with yourself, Nicole? Were you fingering 
yourself?"

"Mr. Robinson, you must know I want you. I want you to fuck me. I'm 
so hot for you I couldn't help myself. Even if you don't want me, 
the thought of touching myself in YOUR car makes me go crazy."

"Look," I plead, as I lift my skirt and open my legs, pulling aside 
my soaked panties. "My cunt is wet and hot and I want to feel your 
cock deep inside me, fucking me. I'll do anything. Tonight I'm 
yours."

"Anything, Nicole? Do you realize what you promise me!"

"Yes, I said anything. I only know I want and need you to fuck me. 
I'll surrender to any demand you place upon me. I submit to your 
every wish."

"Show me," you say. "Show me you want me. Act like my slut. Show me 
that you are my slut and my whore!"

I anxiously reach for your belt and your zipper, frantically 
loosening them until I can grasp your cock in my hands. I bend over 
your lap and take the entire length of your cock deep within my 
mouth, licking and sucking, willing your cum to fill me. My 
movement has caused my skirt to lift, and you can see the silkiness 
of my white panties shining in the moonlight, barely covering me.

"Nicole," you say, as you lift my head from your cock and look into 
my eyes. "Enough for now, my private whore." Your lips touch mine 
and your tongue probes deep within my mouth as you kiss me with a 
fierce passion. You again look deeply into my eyes, watching for my 
surrender, as you question, "Anything, Nicole? Even if you find it 
distasteful to you?"

"Anything, Mr. Robinson. I am your slut, your whore, for the 
taking. My cunt belongs to you. I am here only to pleasure you in 
any way, any place, any manner you see fit."

"Does everything belong to me, Nicole? Everything?"

A puzzled look crosses over my face. "Everything, Mr. Robinson? 
What else do you want."

"Dear sweet child. You have offered me your body for my pleasure. 
Your cunt is mine as you say, and I will take that! But if I need 
other pleasures, will you give me those? If I decide I want to 
buttfuck you, is that mine as well? You must know all the rules of 
the game, my babywhore, if we are to play it properly. Tell me, 
Nicole."

"Yes, Mr. Robinson. Everything I have is yours."

"Say it, Nicole. Say the word. It will give me pleasure to hear 
it."

"Yes, Mr. Robinson. Everything I have is yours, for your pleasure 
alone. I am here to serve you with my body in any manner you 
desire. If you want to buttfuck me, I will submit to you. I am 
yours completely and totally!"

"Okay, my sweet whore. I'll take you home and you will get what you 
want and need eventually, AFTER you serve my needs. Just remember, 
I am the master and you are my slave. You must do anything I ask, 
without question, without hesitation, and you will be rewarded as 
you deserve. Daddy will take care of his little babyfuck if she is 
good to him."

* * *

When we arrive at the house, we walk in together, and you slowly 
close and lock the door behind us, turning off the outside lights. 
"Hang up our coats, Nicole, and then join me in the living room."
I walk into the living room and sit beside you. "Oh, Nicole, my 
babyfuck, you are mine, all mine! Now listen carefully, Nicole. 

Remember, you must do everything I ask without question, or 
hesitation. Go into the bedroom, remove your sweater and bra, and 
put on the camisole I laid out on the bed. Leave on your skirt and 
those pretty little lacy socks, but take off those saddle shoes, 
and wear the high heels that are also on the bed next to the 
camisole. When you return, we'll share a glass of wine to relax a 
bit and you can model your outfit for me."

You sigh as I walk back into the room. Your cock springs to instant 
attention as you see me. I look so young -- the pony tail, the 
socks and high heels, the cheerleader skirt -- all create the 
illusion of a teenager, yet the body is that of a woman, willing 
and anxious to be fucked. But I look like a teenager, and it is 
obvious that I want to be fucked. It is a nice contrast which stirs 
your desires, and you are pleased.

"Babyfuck, let me see your outfit. Turn around." From your position 
on the floor in front of the sofa, you can nearly see up my skirt. 
Your eyes travel from my heels up my thighs, taking in as much of 
my long legs as you can see. "Come a bit closer, Nicole, and stand 
before me. Let me look at you." I stand directly in front of you 
and twirl around. My skirt swings out slightly, and you catch a 
quick glimpse of my white panties and the wisps of blond hair 
framing the silky fabric.

"Sit in that chair and drink your wine," you order, as you point 
out a chair directly across from you. "Relax, babyfuck, you will 
get what you want, AFTER you please daddy."

I sip the wine and sigh softly, wiggling in the chair until I am 
comfortable.

"Babyfuck! You sit so prim and proper. You are here to please 
daddy. Act like my whore. Let me know you want me!"

I wince and a look of discomfort crosses my face. What am I to do I 
wonder? I open my legs slightly and position my skirt so that you 
can see between my legs.

"Open them wider, Nicole. So I can see your precious, dripping 
cunt. Entice me with your cunt. Loop your heels around the legs of 
the chair and lift you skirt a bit higher."

I do as I am instructed.

"Yes, babyfuck, that is perfect. I can see your anxious cunt now, 
beckoning to me. Drink your wine, baby."

I drink my wine, watching you as your eyes pour over my body, your 
gaze touching my breasts as you look over the thin cloth covering 
me. And I feel a twinge between my legs as your eyes come to rest 
on my panties."

"You want me, don't you, my little whore? Your panties are wet with 
the evidence of your longing. Tell me what you want!"

"I want you to fuck me."

"You have to earn it first, my precious. Tell me, what are you?"

"I'm your teenage cheerleader."

"Yes, my little cheerleader. My willing, hot, teenage cheerleader. 
What else are you?"

"I'm your whore and your slut."

"And?" you query further.

"I'm your babywhore and your babyfuck."

"Yes, my own babywhore and babyfuck. Good girl! You please Daddy. 
Your glass is empty, sweet. Let me pour you some more wine."

You kneel next to me and pour the wine in my glass and hold it to 
my lips. "Drink, my precious, it will relax you." You set the glass 
on the table and ease your hand past the restriction of my panties 
and place two fingers into my opening, gently stretching it to your 
probing touch. "And what is this, my babyfuck?"

"It is my pussy."

"What else is it?"

"It's my hot cunt."

"WHOSE cunt, babyfuck?" as you thrust your probing fingers deeper 
within me.

"YOUR cunt."

"That's right, my precious babycunt. Soon I will fuck you, when *I* 
am ready. When I know I have your complete and total surrender to 
ALL my needs and desires."

You withdraw your fingers from my pussy and my panties and brush 
them across my lips. A look of discomfort again crosses over my 
face. "You will deny me NOTHING, Nicole! Lick my fingers clean, 
taste your juices. This will give me pleasure, to see you do as I 
ask!" I open my mouth and your fingers press inside and I sob as I 
lick my own taste from your hand.

"And what else are you, Nicole? I want to hear the other word. Let 
me hear what you are for me, say the last one, Nicole!"

I sob and I begin to stutter, "I am your ... "

"Yes, Nicole, you are my what?"

"I am your ... your ... your buttfuck," I blurt out quickly.

"Yes, darling, you are mine, my everything. I want you to prove to 
me now that you are all you tell me you are. You won't be needing 
your panties now. Take them off, and then go lay face down on the 
bed. I will join you in a moment."

I stand and strip my panties from my body and down my long legs. I 
feel a trickle of my juices slide down my inner thigh as my 
anticipation mounts further. I make a bending motion and move my 
hand in preparation to wipe the trickle away, but you order: "No 
babyfuck, leave it. It pleases me to see your juices running down 
your thighs, so great is your need."

"Now go into the bedroom and lay face DOWN on the bed, Nicole. Do 
not disobey me in this."

I walk into the bedroom and kick off my high heels and lay face 
down in the center of the bed. I hear a voice behind me as you 
enter the room and kneel on the bed beside me. "Yes, babyfuck. You 
please me. Now stretch your hands over your head towards the 
headboard. I'm going to fasten your hands into these handcuffs so 
you cannot escape me. And then you will be completely mine, 
helpless to my every desire."

You fasten the cuffs and stand back at the foot of the bed. "Now 
move your legs apart, Nicole. Open them wide, my little slut. Open 
them wide to me and let me know that you are mine, helpless there 
to whatever I desire to do with you."

I slowly part my legs and my movements have caused my cheerleader 
skirt to work its way up, unveiling the cheeks of my round bottom. 
The blond hair between my legs is tangled and wet, glistening with 
the flow of my juices. And I am struggling a bit against my bonds, 
breathing heavily as I anticipate your next action. You kneel 
between my outstretched legs and I feel the probe of your hard cock 
between the cheeks of my ass.

"Oh, my little babyfuck, my whore, you please me greatly. You would 
surrender this to me as well, would you not?" You bend over to 
whisper into my ear, "I love you, my sweet babyslut. Your surrender 
excites me and I am rock hard. I want you so much."

I moan softly, "Fuck me. Fuck my cunt, or buttfuck me. ANYTHING!! 
I can't bear it!"

"No, my dear one, not yet. *I* am not ready yet. But soon, very 
soon. You are a good little whore. You please me! Your sweet young 
body entices me, but I want to prolong the moment when you are 
completely mine. And I'll not buttfuck you even if you beg for it. 

Your surrender was what I wanted. You have pleased me much, and I 
will reward you with a little enticement of what is to come." You 
guide your cock to my dripping pussy and ease it in a couple 
inches. "There, babyfuck, is that what you want from me?"

My answering moan tells you clearly what I desire, as does the 
tightening of my cunt around your hard cock. "Not yet, love. There 
are other ways you have yet to please me! That was just a taste of 
how a good little slut is rewarded when she pleases her daddy. Will 
you please me further, my babyslut?"

"Yes! Anything! Only fuck me before I die!"

You chuckle as you begin to remove the handcuffs and roll me onto 
my back. "You must wear the cuffs again, Nicole. Hold out your 
arms."

I writhe in frenzy, pressing my thighs together, and I look at you 
with glazed eyes. "Does baby want to be fucked? What will baby do 
for me to earn her fuck?"

You reach for the pocket knife on the nightstand and quickly cut 
through the wispy fabric of the camisole. My nipples stand fully 
erect upon their release from the confining cloth. I am now only 
wearing my skirt, which covers little, and my little girl socks. My 
arms pull against the restraint of the cuffs, as I try to break 
free.

You sit beside me on the bed, naked now. My eyes fall upon your 
cock, which is swollen and hard, and which glistens with a drop of 
cum, and I lick my lips. This gesture does not go unnoticed by you.
"My little whore, would you like to swallow daddy's cum?" you 
question as you straddle my body, pressing your probing member 
towards my face. "My little babywhore knows how to please me. She 
will earn her fuck tonite. Suck me babyslut. Let my cum slide down 
your throat."

I lift my head until I can reach your cock and lick its length, but 
you pull away. I cry out in protest. "Oh! Baby wants daddy's cock, 
does she? There is one last word I have not heard from you yet, 
little girl. Say the word I want to hear. Say it, beg for it!"

"I want your cock, I want your cum."

"Say it properly, babyslut, tell daddy what you want."

"I want to suck daddy's cock!"

"And?"

"And swallow daddy's cum."

"Good girl. You please daddy again."

You straddle my upper chest and position yourself so I can have 
freedom to your cock, bound as I am within the restraints of the 
cuffs. I work feverishly over your cock, alternating between 
biting, licking, and sucking, beckoning with each motion of my 
tongue for your heavy load to find its way into my mouth and down 
my throat. You assist my efforts and your own desires by thrusting 
your cock in and out of my hot, willing mouth, thrusting till you 
can feel the back of my throat, awaiting your release to deposit it 
there deep in my throat where I will be forced to take every drop 
of your cum.

At last, you can hold back no longer, and with a final thrusting 
motion and an arch of your back, your cock releases its sweet cum 
onto my tongue. You can feel me begin to swallow, as another hot 
jet of your seed spurts down my throat, and another, and I swallow 
every drop, submitting to your probing member and taking your cum 
within me.

You fall beside me and your hand begins to caress my near naked 
body, working over my breasts, kneading the nipples fully erect 
between your thumb and first finger. Your tongue flicks over each 
nipple, teasing them until they are fully erect. You have never 
seen my nipples so hard before. You hand brushes over my stomach 
and down over my skirt, which I am still wearing. Lifting the hem 
of the skirt, your hand brushes over my mound. My hair is saturated 
with my juices, and the tangle of hair is glistening in the dim 
light of the room. You look down over my body and allow your eyes 
to travel the length of my legs, down to my lace socks.

"Baby won't be needing this skirt now. Babyslut has pleased daddy 
well!" as you pull the skirt down the length of my body and drop it 
on the floor.

I begin to writhe on the bed as I become aware now of my full 
nakedness before you, and my continued helplessness.

"Does daddy's little babyfuck like how she feels? Do you like to 
feel helpless to daddy's need and wants?" I nod.

"Would my little babyfuck like to feel even more helpless?"

I moan and toss my head back and forth as my lower body gyrates and 
twists with longing.

You hold up two lengths of soft cord and show them to me. My eyes 
convey to you my approval. "Does baby want her legs tied open. So 
daddy can have his way with her?"

I moan a breathless, "yes."

You loop a cord over each of my ankles, and widening my legs fully, 
tie the end of each to the footposts of the bed.

I am now totally at your mercy. I cannot escape my bonds or prevent 
you from having your way with me. My surrender is complete.

You kneel between my open legs and move your face to my dripping 
cunt. Your tongue probes until it can find my opening where earlier 
you placed your fingers and your cock for a brief moment. Your 
tongue teases me as you taste me, and then work your tongue up my 
slit, coming in contact with my clit, which is swollen and fully 
erect. I sigh in near agony.

"Yes, babycunt likes that, doesn't she?"

"Yes."

"Yes what, babycunt?"

"Yes, daddy."

"Good girl. Daddy's little babycunt will get what she wants very, 
very soon now, but first, I have some questions for you, precious."
You move until you are in a sitting position between my legs, your 
cock pressing between my legs just outside my opening. Your hands 
gently caress and massage my body, and brush over my nipples. You 
continue these motions over and over again, until I am close to 
orgasm from this touch alone.

"Now, babywhore, before you get what you want, I must know I have 
your complete surrender and submittal to my EVERY desire. So listen 
carefully, and answer me truthfully. Will you do this, baby?"

I nod yes.

"If I wanted you to go for a ride in the car with me, in nothing 
but an overcoat, naked underneath, and asked you to open your coat 
at every stop to let daddy look at you and finger your cunt, would 
you do this to please me?"

"Yes, I would."

"Would you finger yourself if I demanded it?"

"Yes, I would."

"Good girl!" You touch your fingertip ever so gently upon my clit 
and push your cock just barely inside my opening, and I moan with 
pleasure.

"If I asked you to dress up like the maid, wearing only a black 
maid's skirt and white lace apron, and lace socks and black high 
heels, and nothing upon your upper body, would you do this?"
I again nod yes.

"If I asked you to do this in front of my friends, and serve them 
drinks, would you do this, as well, if it pleased me?"

"Yes, I would."

"And if my friends had other needs for you to serve, would you 
fulfill them upon my order and let me watch?"

"Yes, anything!"

"Good babyslut!" Your fingertip circles my clit now, spreading the 
moisture evenly. My body twinges from the sensation, and my pussy 
tightens around your cock. You slide within me another inch.

"And if I desired to let one of my friends buttfuck you, while 
another put his cock in your cunt, would you submit to this to 
please me?"

"Yes, I would."

"And if I desired to see a woman make love to you, would you allow 
me this pleasure if I demanded it?"

"Yes, yes, anything, just fuck me NOW!"

"If I asked my little teenager to bring home a girlfriend, and tied 
you up in a chair, and made you watch me fuck your friend, would 
you submit to this as well if it pleased me?"

"Yes, I would do anything you ask."

"If I wanted to fill both your holes, if I wanted to buttfuck you, 
and work your cunt with your vibrator, and made you finger your 
clit while I did this to you, would you do this to please me?"

"Yes," I sigh, "Do it to me, do anything."

You cease your circling motions on my clit, and gently tap it, 
feeling its quivering response, and you slide your cock in another 
two inches.

"Are you daddy's little girl?"

"Yes," I barely whisper.

"Do you want daddy to fuck your cunt, precious?"

"Yes."

"Tell me then, precious. Ask daddy, my dearest little babyfuck."

"Fuck me, please."

You withdraw your cock, remaining poised at my entrance, teasing 
me.

"Tell me properly, babyfuck. Tell me the way I want to hear it."

"Fuck me, please. Baby wants daddy to fuck her. Please daddy, 
please fuck your little babycunt."

"OH!!" you groan. I have finally pleased you completely and have 
pushed you over the edge of your own restraint. "OH, babyfuck" you 
groan again, as you drop upon me, plunging the length of your cock 
within my waiting cunt.

I arch to meet your thrust, desperate for your length within me, to 
the depths of my being. I whisper in your ear as you collapse fully 
upon me and I have you at last, "Daddy is home now. Here with his 
cock inside his babyfuck!"

END