 
                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 clean, 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. It is rough enough to stop 
the itching. 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. Lindsey, 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 kiss 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 saying, 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 take 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.















 

