 
              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 intered 
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 watched. 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!"
 


