My alarm clock began going off and I felt my arm move to slap it. What concerned me was that I wasn’t the one moving my arm. Then suddenly yesterday came back to me in a flash. I tried to roll over but my body seemed numb and it was a struggle to get it moving and that wasn’t like me in the morning.
“Kevin! C’mon! I have to get up and get ready!” I complained as I looked down at myself.
“It’s too early. It’s still dark out! Nothing should start this early,” He mumbled back through my mouth.
“Well, welcome to the life of a cheerleader,” I replied unapologetically.
“Ugh,” his voice again came from my lips but I felt the numbness lessen and I could at least move my own body.
I quickly made my way to the bathroom and went through my morning routine. As I took a quick shower I wondered how long Kevin would be in me. After I toweled off and blow dried my hair I slipped into my cheerleading uniform and pulled my hair back in a tight ponytail. There was a game tonight and we always wore our uniforms to school the day of a game. I sat down in front of my make-up table and started to work on my face. As I was just putting the finishing touches on my eye make-up (purple, black, and silver which was the Trojan colors) when I felt a shiver go down my spine and as I blinked I saw in the mirror that where my face used to be had been replaced with Kevin’s visage.
“Sorry,” He said and my eyes closed as I felt the tingle on my face. When my eyes opened again I saw my pretty face reflected back once more. My glossy lips went into a small smile and my head turned slightly as my mouth moved, “Wow you are so incredibly hot.”
I felt myself blush at the comment and replied back, “You probably say that to all the cheerleaders you body hop.”
My body stood up and I ran my hands over my chest, down my sides and over my smooth legs before Kevin replied, “If I said it to a cheerleader before it was only because I didn’t know what hot was until now.”
“Yeah, okay, Casanova. I’m going to be late. Do I need to drop you off at your house to get ready or anything?” I asked as I tried to push through Kevin’s control and grab my backpack off the floor.
He let me grab my bag, but I found myself tucking his clothing into one of the zipper pockets and then felt him release my body to me once more. I turned and bounced down the stairs and as I got into the kitchen I saw my mom wrapped up in a fluffy bathrobe. Her eyes were still only half open and she was clutching a steaming coffee cup as she eyed me happily.
“I wish I still had that much energy in the morning. Did you sleep well?” She commented.
“I had a fantastic night Mom! I’m only a little sore,” Came out of my mouth as I smiled at her brightly.
“Sore?” She questioned.
“Uh, from… the yoga I was doing… Didn’t Dad tell you?” I sputtered back to her as I heard Kevin laughing in the back of my mind.
“Oh. Yeah, I guess he did mention it. He thought there was a boy in your room last night. He’s just over protective I guess,” She said as she winked at me.
“Well, I have to go! Morning practice and a game tonight, so I’ll be home late okay?” I said hoping to escape before Kevin had another chance to embarrass me.
“Oh that’s right. Wait,” Mom said as she grabbed her purse off the counter top then pulled out some money and held it out to me, “This is for food, but not a bunch of junk food, understand young lady?”
I rolled my eyes as I took the money, “Yes, Mom,” I replied and then smiled at her, “Thanks.”
“I love you sweetie,” She replied as she put her arms around me in a warm hug.
“I love you too,” the words came out before I could say them and I then found myself softly kissing my Mom’s neck. Embarrassment jolted through me but Kevin wasn’t done yet. He quickly nibbled her ear lobe as we parted from the embrace.
I found myself winking at my mother, scooping up the duffle bag I had left by the door, and calling out happily, “See you tonight!” as I waved over my shoulder and headed out through the garage to the driveway. I could see the confusion on my mother’s face as I hissed at my tormentor, “Kevin!”
“Did you see the look on her face? Priceless,” Kevin replied back quietly.
“Not cool!” I complained back to him as I walked to Brittney’s car.
“The wet spot in your panties says differently,” He replied coolly and I grumbled under my breath about how stupid my kinks were.
“Get in slut! We’re gonna be late!” Brittney called out through the window of her car loudly.
I tossed my bags in the popped trunk and climbed in the passenger side front door and said good morning to Rachel and Megan in the back seat. Before I had my seat belt on Brittney was on the gas and charging down the street in my sleepy little neighborhood. Megan and Rachel were talking about how hot this year’s football team looked in their tight pants when they all bent over at the line of scrimmage while Brittney swerved around a slow moving car and darted past them.
“We’re down like 5 girls tonight for the game,” Brittney said as she scowled at her steering wheel.
“Six, actually,” I replied as I put my hands on the dash to hold myself while Brittney slammed on the brakes to stop for a traffic light.
“So all of you sluts are going to have to pull your own weight tonight. You understand? The freshmen still can’t dance their way out of a paper bag and at least two of them are so fucking stupid they still haven’t learned all the cheers,” Brittney said as she checked her make up in the rear view mirror and then jammed down on the gas pedal when she saw the light had turned green.
“Megan, you take Tiffany and Sara. Either make them do the dances right or keep them in the back where no one can see how fucking out of rhythm they are. Rachel, you’ve got Harper. She’s enough of a lost cause that you’ll have your hands full with just her. Yell loud enough that no one will know she doesn’t know the words to the cheers. Amy, you’re up front with me. We have to be good enough that no one notices the rejects who are fucking up in the back, okay? So bring your A game or just call in sick like those other bitches,” Brittney laid out the battle plan as she swerved down the road that lead to our school.
My hand reached out and slipped over the top of Brittney’s thighs and in between her long perfect legs that were left exposed by the short cheerleading skirt that had ridden up slightly as she drove. I leaned over with a small smile on my face said seductively, “I’ll be wherever you need me Brittney.”
She gulped and jerked the steering wheel and we all held on tightly as she veered into the school parking lot and into an empty parking spot. The car screeched to a halt and Brittney looked back at Megan and Rachel, “Go and get everything set up to start practice. I need to talk strategy with Amy. What are you waiting for? A written invitation? Move your fat asses!”
We all got out of the car and after Megan and Rachel quickly grabbed their bags they rushed off to do Brittney’s bidding. As they disappeared around the corner of the gym to start setting up for practice I got out of the car and grabbed my bags out of the trunk. As I closed it Brittney grabbed my shoulders and spun me around and pressed me back against her car and leaned against me, “What the hell was that just now?”
“Um… I’m trying to say I’ll help?” I replied back with a smile.
“Don’t tease me bitch! You said you weren’t interested before. You don’t get to hop back and forth across the line,” Brittney replied as she brought her face right up to mine.
I felt my left hand drop my duffle. It snaked its way under Brittney’s short cheer skirt to grab her tight ass cheek as a smirk came to my face, “I’ll tease you as much as I want, understand? And if you call me a bitch again I’ll tie you up in my basement and drip hot wax on you while I sit on your face until you drown in my pussy juices.”
Brittney’s eyes went wide as she pulled back slightly and nodded meekly.
“Tell me you’re sorry.”
“S… s… sorry.”
“Say I’m sorry, Mistress. And it better be with feeling or I’ll use a riding crop on your ass and you won’t be able to sit for a week,” I commanded as my eyes narrowed.
Brittney’s face lowered and as she looked down at my feet she mumbled, “I’m sorry, Mistress. Please forgive me.”
“Better. Do not forget that the only reason you’re in charge while we are in public is because I let it happen. Otherwise I’d have you following me around in a crotchless PVC catsuit on a leash so that everyone can see what a timid little bottom slut you are!” I said as I pushed her back and gave her an evil look.
“Yes, Mistress,” She replied as she nodded vigorously.
“Well, Pet, if you’re going to be good I suppose I can give you a little treat,” I told her as I reached around Brittney’s neck and pulled her face to mine forcefully. Our lips touched and I pressed my tongue into her mouth until it found hers and we began to work them against one another in a passionate kiss. My other hand went from her ass around to the front and slipped up under her skirt and my fingers pressed against her cloth covered pussy mound. As I massaged her roughly I realized how wet my fingers were becoming.
Suddenly I felt everything tingling and a liquid began pouring out of my mouth and into Brittney’s. Her eyes went wide as she gagged but my hand held her face tightly to mine. I started to feel light-headed and swayed on my feet until I felt Brittney’s hands wrap around my waist and steady me. She shook me gently and in Kevin’s voice said, “Hey! Hey don’t pass out on me now! I don’t want to have to carry you into the gym!”
“Kevin?” I asked as I regained my balance and escaped from Brittney’s embrace.
“No, I’m Brittney now,” She replied with a smug grin as she looked down at herself, “And I’ve got a killer set of legs!”
Brittney took a moment to look herself over happily. She kicked a leg up onto the trunk of the car to admire it. She ran her perfectly manicured fingernails over her white tennis shoes and then up her ankles, well-toned calves, her thin but muscular thighs, and then up under her cheer skirt as she grasped her own tight little ass. Brittney did seem to be almost all legs, and they were amazing. She then checked out her own impossibly thin waist. After that she grasped her proportionate breasts and then smiled at me with her bright green eyes. Her high arching and perfectly formed eyebrows wiggled and she wrapped her long dark hair around her fingers as she brought it in front of her eyes and examined it.
“Holy shit, what was that just now?” I asked as my wits came back to me.
“What, did you think you were the only cheerleader with a kinky fetish? Brit here has it bad for you, and she’s such a bossy bitch because she doesn’t feel like she can… you know what, that’s a long story. I’ll tell you a different time,” Brittney replied back to me as she held up her own hands and looked at her nails, “Cute. I like the different colors, don’t you?”
“Yeah you’re nails are very pretty but I need you to focus. We have a game tonight and we need to practice, but you’ve hijacked the head cheerleader’s body!” I said as I stamped my foot.
Brittney rolled her eyes at me and picked up my bag and tossed it into my hands, then grabbed her own bags and started walking toward the gym. She reached back and pressed a button on her key chain and her car beeped as the doors locked, “C’mon. You think this is my first time doing a cheer routine?”
“What? You’re not serious!” I said as I ran after her.
“I’m fucking drenched downstairs. Brittney’s tight little puss seriously gushes when you give her a bit of attention,” Brittney said as she looked down at her own skirt while we kept walking.
“I’ve changed my mind. I can’t handle this. It’s too much. I’m going to freak out,” I replied as I shook my head.
I felt Brittney’s arms wrap around my shoulders as she said with a happy smile, “Amy, don’t worry. We’ve got this,” Then her tone changed instantly as she opened the gym door and her face got an angry scowl on it, “Get moving slut! We can’t afford to drag ass today!”
I looked at her with a shocked expression until she slapped my ass hard and barked out again, “Okay sluts everyone line up and let’s go through the fight cheer! And Harper if you get your steps wrong this time I’m going to shove my pompoms right up your skinny little ass! Tiffany what is on your face? Did you let your little brother do your make up this morning? For fucks sake. After practice go to the locker room with Rachel and fix that!”
We fell in line and started to go through our cheers. Kevin was surprisingly good at everything. Not only could he do any cheer we knew, but he was actually a better teacher than Brittney. By the time practice was done and school was about to start everyone was pretty confident that even though we were missing the six girls who were out with the flu we would be able to put on one hell of a half time show. Tiffany, Sara, and Harper were all getting the routines and were enthusiastic about the game tonight. As we walked through the school halls I looked at Brittney’s face and smiled. I could barely believe that underneath the bitchiest head cheerleader our school ever had was a male transfer student who had only started here about a week ago. Brittney saw me smiling at her and her eyebrows went up and the stick-on tattoo of the school Trojan mascot wrinkled on her left cheek as she asked, “What are you staring at?”
Brittney’s ass swayed back and forth in the short skirt as she stopped at her locker and spun the right combination into it and grabbed the books for her first period class, “I’ll see you later, okay slut?”
I shook my head as I laughed at how well Kevin could stay in character and then waved as I went to my own locker and grabbed some books. First period was uneventful and I mostly played with my pen while randomly taking notes and wondering what Kevin was up to. I doubted anyone would figure him out, but I was still curious to know what he was doing with Brittney’s body. I was relieved when the bell rang because I knew Brittney was in my second period class. I made my way through the halls and dropped down in my seat in the next class and smiled when I saw Brittney come strolling in like she owned the school. She dropped down in the desk next to me and then looked over with a concerned look on her face.
“Hey, I’ve got to ask you something that’s kinda messed up, but don’t judge me, kay?” She said and then whispered, “What happened in practice this morning?”
“What?” I hissed back at her.
“I can’t remember shit from about the time I picked you up until after first period. I woke up in the girls’ bathroom down by the science rooms. Do you think someone drugged me?” She asked with wide eyes.
“Oh, uh… no. I don’t think you were drugged. You were on top of everything today at practice. I mean, what would you get drugged with that would help you in cheer practice? Are you sure you’re not just getting overwhelmed from trying to get the freshmen in line? You seemed pretty stressed about Harper this morning,” I replied back as I suddenly realized that Kevin wasn’t inside of Brittney anymore.
“You’re probably right. I need a fucking vacation from these useless bitches,” Brittney said as she exhaled and leaned back in her chair.
“Would you mind if I started class ladies, or is your conversation more important?” Mr. Murvolin asked as he tapped his feet and stared at us crossly.
“Oh no, you can start. I’ll let you know if we need a break though,” Brittney replied as she waved at him with one hand.
The teacher scowled but didn’t say anything. Everyone in the school was afraid of pissing off the queen bee, faculty included. Her reputation of ruling with an iron fist was earned through long grueling years of utterly destroying any would be rivals or usurpers as they appeared. She had looks, a quick wit, serious attitude, and piles of her parents’ money to either beat down threats or lift up allies as she felt necessary, and no one was above her reach. As the teacher turned and started to write on the chalkboard I suddenly realized that Kevin was in this class with me too. I just hadn’t realized it before I was able to go through his memories last night. I looked back over my shoulder but his seat was empty. I let out a sigh and slumped in my chair as I listened to the teacher droning on about something. Eventually the bell rang and we filed out slowly as the teacher hollered out an assignment he had forgotten to give to us.
My next class was with Ms. Davis. She was fresh out of college and a real hard ass because of it. She seemed to think it would help her make a name for herself or something. I dropped into my seat just as class started and I could have sworn I saw her giving me an evil eye. I didn’t know what her problem was, but she seemed to hate me. She started going over the test we had just taken and told us all that we needed to buckle down and study harder because the class average was disparagingly low. We all groaned and she scowled at us. She put the first problem up on the board and I sort of zoned out as she started working through it. I was snapped back to reality by her tone.
“Miss Summers?” I heard her say as she slowly crossed her arms over her small but perky breasts.
“What?” I asked as the rest of the class let out some small chuckles.
“What is the answer? I’ll help you out because I can tell you were sleeping with your eyes open again. We’re looking for X as Y goes to infinity.” She said as she started to tap her heeled foot.
“Uh…” I replied and she sighed.
“Miss Summers you won’t be able to get through life on your looks alone forever. Do you want to be just another girl with a pretty face or do you have any brains between those ears?” She said as she went back to the board, “As Y approaches infinity we can see from graphing the equation that X goes to negative two.”
I felt my face flush red and my cheeks start to burn as I slunk down in my chair. I hated math. It was easily my worst subject which didn’t help with Ms. Davis picking on me. I mean who the hell puts the alphabet in math equations? Math is supposed to be numbers and stuff. It was all useless in my opinion.
“Miss Summers?” Ms. Davis again looked at me.
“What?” I asked as I realized I had zoned out again.
“What is the answer?”
“I don’t know! I didn’t do that well on the test!” I told her in frustration.
“Well then you should probably be paying attention and taking notes as we go through this, don’t you think?” She replied as she pointed at my empty desk.
“Yes, Ms. Davis,” I replied and dug a notebook out of my backpack.
The bitch called on me three more times before class was over and I only managed to give her the answer she was looking for once. Even then, instead of telling me I had the right answer she said I had managed to guess correctly. When the bell rang I let out a sigh of relief and quickly gathered my things. I let out an internal groan when I heard her voice next.
“Everyone, no homework tonight. Have fun at the football game. Except you Miss Summers. I need to see you after class about your exam. Everyone else is excused.” She called out over the commotion.
The rest of the students cheered at not having any homework tonight but I was dreading my little talk with the teacher. She stood up and went to the door as the rest of the kids quickly left the room and then closed it behind them. I went to the front of her desk and stood there waiting for her to come back with a sour expression on my face. I let out a worried breath when I saw her look out the slim window and then lock the door knob. She then took a piece of paper that was taped to the door and used it to cover the window.
She spun around and went back to her desk and then pulled out my exam from one of her drawers. Most of the problems had red ink on them correcting my work. She slid it across the desk and then raised her eyebrows as she asked, “What do you think of this?”
“It sucks,” I replied with a sigh, “I don’t understand any of it.”
“Well did you ask for help?” She questioned me.
“I didn’t really have time with cheer practice and the games and stuff, but I’ll…” I started to reply when she cut me off.
“Well cheerleading won’t be a problem because this test will drop your grade low enough to get you kicked off the squad,” Ms. Davis remarked as she slid her black framed glasses up her nose.
“What? No! There has to be something else I can do! Don’t you have some extra credit work I can do or something?” I exclaimed in a panic.
The young teacher sat back in her desk chair and stared at me for a few moments and then held up a hand and motioned for me to come around to her side of the desk, “How much does being on that little cheerleading squad mean to you?”
“Please Ms. Davis, it’s my life!” I told her as I clasped my hands together.
She slowly uncrossed her legs and spread them and then worked her tight pencil skirt up her thighs as she wiggled in the chair until her white lace panties were just barely in view. I took a step back as she gave me an evil smile and said, “Perhaps we can work something out, but you’ll need to be on your knees.”
“What?” I asked stupidly as my mind reeled. Was this really happening?
“Get on your knees Miss Summers,” She said as she pointed to the ground, “And then get your head down here,” she motioned to her panties.
I didn’t really know what to do but I knew I couldn’t get kicked off the cheer team. I slowly dropped my backpack and then lowered down to my knees and looked up at her with a pout, “Ms. Davis, I’m not really sure I can do this. I’m straight.”
“Oh, you prefer to have a dick in your mouth? Is that how a pretty little girl like you controls the boys in her life? I know you’re not smart enough to manipulate them any other way,” She said with a predatory gaze, “Here let me see if I can help you out.”
I didn’t know what to say but I saw her eyes close and she let out a short breath as a look of pleasure seemed to wash across her face. I frowned and saw her hips quake slightly and then suddenly saw the gusset of her panties bulge out slightly. My eyebrows rose as the bulge grew. A few moments later her flimsy lace panties were struggling to contain a large cock and two balls. Even through the gauzy panties I recognized that cock from last night.
“Kevin?” I asked incredulously.
“Hey Amy!” he replied back in his real voice through Ms. Davis’s mouth, “Miss me?”
“What this shit was all of that!” I said as I stood up and smacked Ms. Davis on the arm.
“That was me messing with you,” he replied with a smug grin on his borrowed face.
“You fucking DICK!” I hollered at him as I smacked him on the arm again.
“Shh!” He replied as he held Ms. Davis’s slim finger to her lips, “There is a class next door.”
“I was seriously fucking scared she was going to kick me off the cheer team!” I replied back in a slightly quieter voice.
“Oh she was. Your math test is a fucking mess. She wasn’t going to tell you though. She was just going to put you on academic probation,” Kevin replied back as he reached down and used Ms. Davis’s slim finger to lift the right leg band of her panties and free his dick out into the open air.
“Fuck. What am I going to do?” I said as my shoulders slumped.
“About what?” Kevin asked stupidly.
“About getting kicked off the squad! About the academic probation!” I said as I held out my arms, “You know, the stuff you just told me?”
“I wouldn’t worry about it,” He said as he leaned back in his chair and pushed up Ms. Davis’s glasses, “I changed your test grade to a B plus and canceled her academic probation request this morning.”
“You did all of that for me?” I asked dumbfounded as I looked at him while he groped Ms. Davis’s small breasts.
“Yeah, of course. I mean, if you wanted to mess around a bit as a thank you I’d totally let you, but it’s really not that big of a deal. I really was just screwing with you a bit,” Kevin replied with a wink.
“What did you have in mind?” I asked as my eyebrows went up.
“Seriously? Well, I’ve always wanted to pretend I was the teacher and get some sweet young student to suck me off for a passing grade. Or let me bend her over the desk and have my way with her. You decide. And like I said, I’m fine with nothing too. We’ll play later I’m sure.” He replied as he wiggled Ms. Davis’s eyebrows at me.
I thought for a moment and then put a small pout on my face, “Oh Ms. Davis! What a big cock you have! You’re right, maybe we can work something out!”
Ms. Davis’s face snapped back almost instantly to a scowl, “Is that all you think about, girl? Big dicks? No wonder you can’t pay attention in my class.”
I dropped back to my knees and lowered my head between her legs and licked the head of Kevin’s penis. Ms. Davis let out a small gasp and I giggled as I licked my lips and then wrapped them around the top of the misplaced dick. I used my tongue to stroke my way down the underside of his quivering meat and heard a low groan come out of Ms. Davis’s throat as a reward. I had a three boyfriends in my time at high school and while I hadn’t had sex with two of them I made sure that any boy I was dating was taken care of. I slurped my way back up the shaft and then plunged back down. As I looked up at Ms. Davis and noticed her head thrown back as she cooed happily I spit the cock out and said with a smile, “Now look who is having trouble paying attention in class because of a big cock.”
Kevin started to say something but I swallowed his cock once more and greedily gulped it down to the point of his bulbous head hitting the very back of my throat. His words changed to a gurgle as he found out that I didn’t have a gag reflex. I brought my left hand up and gently began tracing my fingers across his balls as his dick leapt in my throat. I was worried he was going to blow but he collected himself and pulled it together. I suddenly realized that just above the base of Kevin’s dick I could plainly see Ms. Davis’s clit between her stretched out pussy lips. As I moved my head back and forth while still playing with Kevin’s balls I brought my right hand around to the top of his shaft and used my middle finger to gently tease Ms. Davis’s clit.
“Oh! Oh fuck!” Kevin suddenly let out and I felt Ms. Davis’s legs snap together on the sides of my head as she bucked in her chair and humped my face through her orgasm. Kevin’s dick throbbed as he shot load after load right down my throat while the fingers that were stroking his balls were coated in juices that were leaking out of Ms. Davis’s drooling snatch. I did my best to swallow everything Kevin was pumping into me, and it wasn’t that difficult as he was pretty much half way down my throat already, and when he finished jerking and Ms. Davis’s legs let go of the vise grip they had on my head I sat back on my haunches and looked up at the dopey smile on her face. She let out a long breath and then looked down at me and in a tired voice she quietly whispered, “Fuck you’re good at that.”
“So do I get a passing grade Ms. Davis?” I asked sweetly after I finished swallowing Kevin’s spunk.
“Oh yeah. You passed so freak’n hard,” She mumbled back and then pushed her chair back and stood with her legs spread.
I watched as she squatted slightly and her abdomen muscles flexed and the cock started to retreat back inside of her. In a few moments her pussy lips were slipping shut around the head of Kevin’s dick and she reached down and adjusted her panties and then tugged her skirt back into position. She then reached up and tucked a few strands of hair around her head and pushed her black rim glasses back up her nose and then started to scribble on a slip of paper and handed it to me.
“Here is a note for your next class,” Ms. Davis said as she reached out and helped me back to my feet, “You should probably get going so you don’t miss too much.”
“Really? You’re just going to send me on my way now? What happened to playing around?” I asked as I realized I was a bit worked up as well.
“Plenty of time for that later, I promise,” She replied with a wink.
“If you say so,” I said with a smile as I wondered what Kevin would think up next.
“Oh, and I’m going to help you with your math, okay? I mean like actually studying and not just changing your grade. You suck at it,” Ms. Davis promised.
“Ugh,” I replied as my shoulders slumped.
“Oh don’t worry. I’ll make it fun,” Ms. Davis said with a sly smile and then unlocked the door and opened it for me.
“Thanks,” I replied dryly as I walked out went down the empty halls, “When am I going to see you next?”
“You’ll see me in tomorrow’s class, Miss Summers. By then I expect you to know the material better, do you understand?” Ms. Davis replied as she scowled at me and I realized that Kevin had slipped back into character.
“Yes, Ms. Davis,” I replied with a wink, “Or maybe I’ll bomb the next test on purpose just so I can get another private lecture.”
I saw a smile flicker on the corners of her mouth for a moment, but then she got herself under control and just pointed down the hallway, “You’re already late for your next class. Scoot!”
I put a little extra sway in my hips as I strutted down the hallway until I turned the corner just to see what Kevin would do, but he kept himself under control and I pouted to myself that playtime was actually over.
I got to my next class and handed the teacher the note before taking my seat. It was pretty uneventful. Just like the one after that. It wasn’t until lunch time that I saw Kevin again and I was surprised once again. He was his normal self. He was sitting at a back table with a few other kids I didn’t really know. It was a big school and they were in different social circles than I was. I took my place at the popular table filled with cheerleaders and football players and tried to pay attention to the gossip. Rachel was pissed that Trevor had apparently decided to start dating Tiffany instead of her. She wanted to bounce her off the cheering squad but Brittney put her in her place instantly. Brad, our quarterback and the most popular guy in school kept looking between me and Brittney and talking about how he’d give us a ride home in his new car after they won the game tonight. Normally I would have been happily agreeing to the ride but this time Brittney had to elbow me under the table so that I realized someone was talking to me and then I simply nodded and replied, “Okay, sounds fun.”
“Nice bro, two for one!” Vince said as he held up his hand up for a high five from Brad, “You two should make out in the back. That would be hot!”
“Shut up you stupid caveman,” Brittney said scowling. The rest of the table lit up with laughter, but I saw her eyeing me strangely.
At the end of lunch I got up and dumped my tray of food out. I hadn’t eaten much because I was preoccupied and before I left I veered over to the table that Kevin was sitting at. I walked up to the side and looked at him, “Hey.”
“Uh, hey?” He replied as if he barely knew me.
“Are you coming to the game tonight?” I asked and paused. When he didn’t reply I added, “I think it’d be cool if you came.”
“Um, that’s not really my scene,” he replied with a shrug.
“Is this some sort of nerd outreach program that I’m unaware of? If so, I’d like to register,” one of the other kids said as the rest of them started to chuckle.
“Okay, well, maybe I’ll stop by the game,” Kevin said as he shrugged his shoulders again.
“It sounds like a trap to me. The last time one of the cheerleaders invited one of us to the game Harold got duct taped to the flagpole at half time,” another kid added as he looked at me with distrust on his face.
I suddenly realized that not only had that happened, I had laughed at the kid who spent the second half of the game getting cut out by a couple of the parents while other kids recorded it with their phones. I felt my face flush with embarrassment and then suddenly felt a large hand on my shoulder.
“Hey babe are these toads giving you a problem?” I heard Brad asking as he towered over the edge of the table.
“I was just inviting my neighbor to the game. He’s new and I wanted to be friendly,” I replied with a smile.
“Oh is that so? Looks like he’s got plenty of friends to me, but yeah, come on out to the game. Hell, you should try out for the team. We could use a water boy!” Brad said and started to laugh and then I heard a dozen of the football players behind him start to laugh as well.
“I was going to try out for the team but when I could count to twenty without taking my shoes off the coach said I wouldn’t fit in,” Kevin replied with yet another shrug. The rest of the kids sitting at the table with Kevin sucked in their breath and stared at him with wide eyes.
I saw Brad walk behind him with several other players following on his flanks and then watched as Brad dumped his soda on Kevin’s head and then said in a menacing voice, “Stay the hell away from the game, the cheerleaders, and especially Amy. Understood?”
Kevin let out a long breath as he wiped his face and then looked up at Brad and replied, “That’s going to be kind of hard considering I live next door to Amy, don’t you think?”
The kids on either side of Kevin slid away from him as much as they could and I saw Brad’s left hand grab his hair and yank his head back as he made a fist with his right hand, “Oh you’re a funny guy, are you?”
“Brad, stop it! Do you really want to get suspended right before a game? Don’t be stupid!” I called out and Brad’s angry gaze flicked to me and then softened, “Yeah you’re right babe. None of these losers are worth it.”
With that he shoved Kevin forward into the table and started to walk away, “C’mon guys, let’s get out of here. Are you coming Amy?”
I mouthed Sorry to Kevin and then turned and followed after the group. Brittney slipped her arm in mine and then leaned over to whisper in my ear, “What the hell is wrong with you? You want to get that skinny guy killed? It would be more humane to cover him in barbecue sauce and throw him in a lion cage. At least the lions wouldn’t play around with him for a while before they killed him.”
“He’s my neighbor. He’s new in town and I thought it might be nice for him to get to know some of the popular kids,” I replied with a pout.
“Well he’s sitting at the chess club table. He’s complete vapor to everyone who matters in this school. Don’t fuck with the balance unless you want to get him killed by the jocks, okay?” She replied back and then unhooked her arm and wandered off to go to her locker.
I felt my phone vibrate and pulled it out. I saw a message from an unknown number that simply said, Thanks for that.
I typed back, Sorry! I didn’t think that would happen.
A few moments later another message came through, That’s because you’re a popular hot girl. You don’t understand. One of my best abilities is to fade into the background. It’s the way it is. It doesn’t work when the prettiest girl in school is talking to me though. It’s fine. We’ll just keep everything between us.
I rolled my eyes and typed back, I’m not the prettiest girl in school. And we should be able to hang out together. Football players don’t own me.
I was sitting down in my next class when my phone buzzed again and I chanced a quick glance at it, You ARE the prettiest girl in this school. Fuck you’re the prettiest girl in this state. Why do you think Brad went all alpha male on me the minute you even looked in my direction? We can hang out, but we’ll do it undercover if you know what I mean. ;) Nobody owns you but I don’t want to get my teeth kicked in okay? Just chill if I’m me. You know what I mean?
I sighed as I looked down at the message. Got it. I replied back and then put my phone away before I wound up in detention. The rest of the school day was uneventful. I didn’t see Kevin again, despite having a couple more classes with him. I briefly wondered if he was in anyone around because I knew how well he could slip into character, and I knew he would have to change the attendance records but there really wasn’t any way for me to know.
After school was a flurry of activity to get ready for cheering at the game. Brittney made sure everyone looked their best and was ready to go. The entire squad was excited, and we got a few texts from the sick girls that basically said they wished they could be there and how they knew we’d rock it tonight. I fell into the routine as we lined up and cheered while the football team was announced and then we took our place on the sidelines as we pumped up the crowd. I was constantly scanning the crowd to see if I could find Kevin, but I also realized he could be anywhere. I even glanced around at my squad mates and wondered if he was out here with me.
Then we started our next cheer,
“We are the Trojans, the mighty mighty Trojans.
Everywhere we go, People want to know,
Who we are, So we tell them.
We are the Trojans, the mighty mighty Trojans!”
I pumped a hand in the air and shook my pompom as I yelled as Brittney did a standing flip next to me at the end and then suddenly I caught a glimpse of Kevin’s face. He was standing in the stair hole that led to the middle of the grandstand. Our eyes locked on to each other and my face lit up with a huge smile. He rubbed the back of his head with one hand and smiled back as he started to turn beet red. Suddenly Brittney was putting an arm around my shoulder, “What’s got you so worked up, slut?” She asked as she glanced in the same direction as me and suddenly her mouth went straight laced, “What is with you and that boy?”
“He’s just… fun. I like him,” I replied with a shrug as I smiled at her.
“You’re gonna get him mangled,” She replied, “C’mon. Next cheer.”
I turned back to wave to Kevin but he had disappeared. As I fell into line and we started the next cheer I didn’t have time to scan through the crowd looking for him and after that the team scored so the entire stands jumped to their feet with cheers and applause. The rest of the game went quickly and before I knew it we were doing our last cheer and then picking up. We loaded our things into Brad’s car and Brittney and I climbed in the back as Brad and Vince got in the front. Brad started the car and the engine roared to life. As we left the parking lot the engine growled out loudly and the tires started to spin as the boys yelled loudly out the window. Brad apparently decided to take the long way home and every five minutes Vince turned and asked if we were going to kiss yet. After we were out of sight of the school Vince opened the glove box and took out some cans and handed one to Brad. Both of the guys popped the tops and took long drinks.
“Seriously? Beer? While you’re driving us? I do not want to fucking die in the back of your dumb ass car,” Brittney said with a scowl.
“Relax. It’s just one beer. I’m fine to drive,” Brad said as he waved a hand dismissively at her.
“Whatever. Just drive me home. Now,” Brittney demanded with an authority I wished I could put in my own voice sometimes.
“Fine, spoilsport. What about you Amy? You want to have a good time right? Next year when the prissy bitch goes off the college and you’re running the cheer squad we’ll show everyone how much fun this school can really be, right?” Brad said as he looked over his shoulder at me.
“Eyes on the road!” I yelled as I pointed at a mailbox in our path.
Brad’s head swiveled back to see where the car was headed and then jerked the steering wheel causing the tires to squeal in protest as we were all tossed around the inside of the car. Brittney and I had our seat belts on, but Vince slammed his head against the side of the car and beer spilled all over the place as both cans went flying.
As Brad got the car back under control and Vince shook the beer of himself Brittney lost it, “Fucking stop the fucking car! Right NOW!”
“Britt, it’s all good. I’ve got…” Brad started to say until Brittney grabbed him by the hair on the top of his head and yanked him back against the headrest, “STOP THE CAR!”
Brad mashed on the brakes and Brittney reached to the side of Brad’s seat and pulled the release lever, slamming him against the steering wheel and then she shoved it harder forward as she climbed out. Vince was still cleaning the beer off himself as Brittney looked at me and said, “Out, slut. We’re walking.”
I took a quick glance at Brad pinned against the steering wheel and then nodded to her as I unhooked my seatbelt and crawled out the door past Brad. I stood slightly behind Brittney as she finally let go of Brad’s seat and then looked down at him, “Pop the trunk.”
Brad did as he was told and Brittney grabbed her bag and tossed me mine and then started to walk down the street. I followed after her and then we heard Brad’s car start to back up. He rolled down the window and looked out at us, “C’mon, get back in. We’re good now. It’ll be fine.”
“Fuck off, Brad,” Brittney said without looking in his direction, “I’m done looking at your face tonight. Try again tomorrow.”
“Britt, stop being such a fucking cunt about this,” Brad said through gritted teeth.
Brittney stopped in her tracks and glared down at him, “You should fucking leave right now before I rip your damned balls off and feed them to a passing dog.”
“Why do you have to be such a bitch all the time?” Brad asked and then looked at me, “C’mon Amy, get back in the car. I’ll drive you home and we can leave her here to cool down.”
“Do you really want me to tell every girl in the school that you blow your load as soon as a pretty girl starts to unzip your pants?” Brittney said in a deadly calm voice.
“Fuck you,” Brad said as he spit out the window in Brittney’s direction.
“We tried that sophomore year, but you could never last long enough to get it inside me, remember?” Brittney said as she crossed her arms and tilted her head, “Now get the fuck out of here right now and I won’t tell every girl in school that you’re even less than a two pump chump.”
“Bitch!” Brad said as he rolled up the window and then hit the gas. The tires spun and smoke bellowed around the back of the car as the deafening noise of rumbling and squealing yelled out through the night, capped by the smell of melting rubber.
As the boys and their car disappeared down the street Brittney finally started to walk as she muttered out, “Stupid fucking men.”
I followed her silently for a bit until I couldn’t take any more and said, “Um, thanks. I didn’t really feel comfortable standing up to him, but I wanted out too.”
“I take care of my sluts,” Brittney said as she flashed her typical confident smile, “Don’t worry about Brad. He’s like every other guy out there. All fucking noise and show. No substance. You just have to know where to apply pressure and he’ll fall down like a toddler.”
“Yeah,” I said with a chuckle and kept walking alongside Brittney.
We had gone about a block when I suddenly felt her hand slip in mine and she intertwined her fingers as she snuck a glance my way. I looked down at my hand but didn’t say anything. I adjusted my bag nervously on my shoulder but kept walking. After we had gone another block I saw her look at me out of the corner of my eye, so I glanced at her.
“See, this is nice isn’t it?” She said, “Way better than Brad trying to crawl on top of you while reeking of beer and groping at your breasts like a Neanderthal.”
“Brittney, I like you, but not that way,” I replied quietly, “I told you before.”
“I’m just saying you could give me a chance,” She replied in a tone that sounded slightly hurt.
Before I could answer we both ducked off to the side of the road as a car came up from behind us. We didn’t pay much attention to it after that until it slowed down and then let out a loud bang as it backfired. I looked over at it and noticed the mismatched body panels and rust spots. The brakes let out a small squeak as it came to a stop and I looked over to see Kevin. He reached across the large front bench seat and popped the door open before saying, “Lovely night for a walk ladies. Mind if I park my car and join you?”
“Get lost, stalker creep,” Brittney growled back at him with a sinister glare in her eyes.
“Okay. I was going to see if you needed a ride, but I can see I’m intruding,” Kevin replied with wide eyes and held up his hands in mock surrender until he lowered one and pointed at the open door, “Could you do me a quick favor and slam the door shut? Really hard, otherwise it won’t close.”
Brittney couldn’t seem to contain herself as she realized Kevin wasn’t a threat suddenly let out a laugh, “Nice ride, chess club.”
“Hey, two of the windows roll up and down and I got it to stop leaking oil,” Kevin replied back with a grin and then added, “mostly.”
“You’re not going to try and rape us or anything right? I mean, it’s always the quiet ones that turn out to be serial killers,” Brittney asked as she eyed Kevin’s car.
“The only promise I make is that by the time I’m done girls scream my name. Pleasure or pain is for them to decide,” Kevin replied with a straight face.
Brittney paused for a moment and then reached for the open door and climbed in. She tossed her bag into the large back seat and flopped down in the middle of the large bench seat next to Kevin and said in a sing song voice, “I like you, chess club. You’ve got my kind of humor.”
“Oh this is happening?” I asked then climbed into the car as well, tossed my bag in the back next to Brittney’s, and then slammed the door shut behind me, “Before you were all like I shouldn’t talk to him because he’s sitting at the wrong table and now we’re riding home with him?”
“He’s got until the sun comes up tomorrow to live the fairy tale. The minute we walk into school tomorrow everything resets. I’ll have to put on a face and pretend that Brad doesn’t make my skin crawl. Chess club will have to go back to being a nobody, and you’ll have to go back to pretending you’re not desperately in love with me,” Brittney said as she stretched her arms across the back of the bench seat behind me and Kevin.
“Sounds like a hell of a fantasy,” Kevin remarked as he looked over at my legs with lust in his eyes.
“Easy chess club, I’m in the middle to make sure you don’t get any ideas,” Brittney replied, “eyes on the road.”
“Yes ma’am,” Kevin replied as a gear grinding sound came from his car, followed by a backfire gunshot blast and then the car began slowly building up some speed as Brittney and I clicked our seat belts.
We all laughed loudly at the sounds Kevin’s car was making while he turned the corner. He looked at Brittney with a large grin, “Can you believe this baby only set me back two hundred and fifty bucks?”
“You paid money for this piece of shit? This looks like a car that most people pay to get rid of,” Brittney replied as she shook her head.
“What are you talking about? Did you see the custom paint job?” Kevin said in mock surprise.
“It’s at least five different colors,” I remarked as my eyebrows furrowed.
“Exactly! How many other cars do you know with that large of a color palette?” Kevin shot back as he wiggled his eyebrows.
“How did you know we were here and needed a ride?” I suddenly asked as I eyed Kevin a bit suspiciously.
“Because I’m actually stalking you,” Kevin replied back without missing a beat.
“C’mon chess club, it’s a fair question,” Brittney said as she looked over at him.
Without looking away from the road he shrugged, “honestly, I didn’t know you guys would be here. I left the game a bit early, but the car broke down about two blocks from school. So I rolled up my sleeves and got to work so I could get home. After I got it running I took the back roads home because I didn’t want it to quit on me again and cause a major traffic back up, not to mention get pelted by garbage from the football team as they drove by… because you know, that hasn’t already happened to me,” Kevin said as he looked around and then pulled slowly through an intersection, “So you know why I’m out here. Why in the hell are two pretty young ladies out here walking the streets in the middle of the night? Are you guys actually cheerleader vampire hunters? If you are, I’ve got to admit that I’m actually more team Edward than team… what’s the other guy’s name?”
Brittney smiled as she shook her head, “You’re actually pretty funny chess club. It’s a bummer that tomorrow I’ll have to go back to ignoring you.”
“Brad was giving us a ride home but he was drinking and driving like an ass. Brittney made him stop and we got out and decided to walk,” I replied to Kevin’s question.
Kevin suddenly slowed the car down and looked around before pulling into an empty parking lot. He pulled over to a darker part of the lot and then stopped in one of the stalls and glanced around once more before looking over at us. I could feel Brittney tense up and she pulled her arms down and put them between her and Kevin as she readied her fight or flight response. She unlatched her seat belt as she eyed him with distrust. Kevin seemed to notice how she suddenly changed and held his hands up slowly to show that he wasn’t trying anything.
“You said we had until tomorrow morning to play out the fairy tale, right?” Kevin gave us a questioning look.
“What do you want chess club?” Brittney said as she pushed me toward the door and looked at Kevin suspiciously.
“I want to give you your fairy tale,” Kevin said with a shrug, “For one night, until the sun comes up.”
“Are you mental?” Brittney asked in a venomous voice, “Like you even know what my fairy tale is you fucking ass. Why is it that every guy gets two girls alone and suddenly thinks he can get into both their panties like James Fucking Bond or something?”
Kevin rolled his eyes, “Calm down. I know you’re not into guys. I’m talking about what you actually want for a fairy tale. One night only.” He paused as he looked across the car at me and asked, “What do you think? Should we let her in on the secret?”
I bit my lip. I felt flustered. I liked keeping the secret between the two of us, but at the same point in time I was ready to have some fun and the thought of Kevin in my body making me do things again lit a fire between my thighs. Brittney looked at me and then back to Kevin with the look of suspicion back on her face.
“How do you know what I’m into? What the fuck are you two talking about? I’m not doing any drugs either. Fuck, he didn’t get you hooked on something, did he, Amy?” Brittney said as her brows creased.
I gave Kevin a smile and then nodded slightly. He sat back against the seat and closed his eyes. Brittney sat there with her hands up ready to smack him when suddenly he started to get smaller. I heard Brittney gasp and mutter, “What the fuck…” as Kevin continued to shrink.
Then she saw the ooze on the seat. Brittney panicked and slid back against me, “Move!” she called out, but I refused to listen to her. She looked back at me with fear on her face and it seemed to get worse when she looked over and saw me with a slight smile while I sat still and waited patiently.
Her eyes then darted to her lap as the puddle of ooze flowed over her legs and she held her hands up to keep them away from it, “Oh it feels so slimy! Fucking gross!”
When she saw that the ooze was continuing past her and over to me she lowered her hands and stopped squirming in her seat. As it coated my exposed legs and started to flow under my skirt she looked at me with a strange interest. I started to breathe a little faster as I felt Kevin soaking into my legs and making his way up my skirt and pooling around my ass. I murmured happily as he finally slipped inside my panties and began slipping in my pussy.
“What the fuck…” Brittney asked with wide eyes once more.
“He’s… he’s slipping… inside me,” I said back in a breathy voice as I let my head tilt back and my eyelids fluttered in pleasure.
And suddenly I could feel my mind being pushed to the background. I started to slip into unconsciousness but then Kevin was quickly pulling my mind back awake, “Hey, you don’t want to miss this, do you?” He asked as his voice came out of my lips.
As he spoke Brittney looked at me wide eyed and then back at the pile of Kevin’s clothing and then back to me, “This is too fucking much!”
My eyes shot to her and I got a predatory smile on my face as I unlatched my seat belt and turned to face her, “Now now Pet, is that any way to talk to your Mistress?”
“What?” She squeaked as she crawled backwards across Kevin’s pile of clothing and further away from me.
“Get over here, Pet!” I demanded as I slowly spread my legs and let her get a peak of my bloomers, “If you do not obey right this instant I will have to punish you!”
Brittney stopped backing up and started to pant, “Is this fucking happening right now?”
“You will scream my name tonight, Pet. If it is in pleasure or pain that will be up to you,” I replied to her with an evil smirk.
Something broke in Brittney. I could see it instantly. Her normal confident demeanor wrapped in a hard coating of bitchiness was wiped away in an instant. She lowered her head and whimpered, “Sorry Mistress! Please let me make it up to you.”
“Here. Now,” I told her as I pointed to the empty seat next to me.
Brittney slid to me and kept her eyes downward and her hands at her sides and I found myself using one hand to lift her chin, bringing our mouths together for a passionate kiss. I roughly grabbed the back of her head and pushed her against the back of the seat as I straddled her lap. She moaned in my mouth as our tongues danced together. I pulled back long enough to catch a breath and then I was back pressing my face to hers. We kissed roughly. Passion, dominance and submission swirled together as we made out. I kissed and bit my way down her neck as she moaned loudly and then I pulled hard on her ponytail, “Shut up slut! I will tell you when you can moan like a whore!”
She whimpered and nodded compliantly and then gently nuzzled her face into my neck and kissed me softly as I heard, “Of course Mistress. I’m sorry Mistress. I’m not worthy of you Mistress.”
I tugged her ponytail hard again and she looked up at me, “Of course you’re not worthy of me. I’m just feeling generous for one night. If you please me, which you probably won’t, I may let you serve me again sometime in the future. When I’m not busy with people more deserving of my time.”
I thought I saw tears of joy in her eyes for a moment as she nodded quickly, “Thank you, Mistress! I won’t disappoint you, Mistress! You’ll see!”
“Shut up and kiss me, Pet,” I said in an unenthused voice.
She instantly began kissing me again. Anywhere her lips could touch she pressed them against me. As she teased past my neck and up to my ears I felt tingles go through me and felt myself begin to moisten. I let out a small breath and then looked at Brittney and said, “Enough of this. Let’s move on and see if you’re equally useless on your hands and knees.”
Brittney quickly slipped from underneath me and got into a crawling position as she faced me. I was still kneeling on the seat and smiled down at her as I picked her chin up with my finger again so she would be looking up at my face, “You stupid twat. I don’t want to see your face.”
She blinked and flushed with embarrassment, “Sorry, Mistress! Please don’t punish me! I will know for next time!”
She quickly spun around as I reached down with my hands and lightly ran my fingers up her exposed legs. I felt her quiver with pleasure as I slipped her short cheer skirt up over her ass and bunched it around her waist, “Pet, who decides when you are to be punished?”
I heard her gulp before responding, “You do, Mistress.”
I brought an open palm down on her ass cheek as hard as my arm could swing. It landed with a loud smacking noise and Brittney called out in both pleasure and pain, “I’m sorry, Mistress! I deserve another!”
I grabbed the waist of her bloomers along with her panties underneath and pulled them down to her knees in one quick yank. Her pussy came into view and I could both see the shiny skin coated in juices and smell her musk. “Don’t tell me what you deserve, Pet!” I yelled as I brought my hand down hard on her bare ass with another loud slap.
She let out an “UGH!” and she moaned loudly again which apparently pissed off Dominatrix Amy as I felt my face scowl once more, “What did I say about moaning like a whore?”
“Only when you allow it.” She replied back quietly as she dropped her face to the seat cushion and my hands grabbed her underwear and worked them the rest of the way off her legs and dropped them unceremoniously to the floor.
I felt my hands slip under my own cheerleading skirt and I tugged my bloomers and panties to my knees and then quickly squirmed the rest of the way out of them. I then felt that tingle in my belly and I knew that Kevin’s shaft would soon be pressing out of me. I felt my breath catch in my throat as my lower lips parted and his impressive girth parted me. I gulped as it quickly extended outward, already plumped to its full size. Obviously Kevin was enjoying this little role-play session as much as Brittney. It stood out proudly from between my legs and I lined it up with Brittney’s drooling slit and rubbed the head up and down as she mewed in pleasure and then looked back at me in surprise.
I grabbed her ponytail and yanked her head back forward as I leaned up against her perfectly rounded ass, pressing the bulbous head into her already well lubricated slit. She let out a gasp as I said in a menacing voice, “Now you can moan, Pet.”
I pressed forward and she sucked in a deep breath and out came a loud moan, “It’s so big!”
Her silky pussy greeted my cock with a warm embrace and I wasted no time in moving it back and forth, getting it all the way inside her. When I was buried deep inside of her right to the hilt I grabbed her waist with both hands and began fucking her. I rocked my hips and fucked her like in a porn movie. I saw her hands claw at the seat below her in pleasure as her head came up and then dropped back down. The sounds and smells of our love filled the car as it rocked back and forth with slight creaks that could be heard over Brittney’s moans. I felt her quiver and mutter out, “Oh fuck!” as she came hard the first time but I didn’t let up. I kept pounding into her. In and out, back and forth. She squirmed on the seat as I rolled my head back and also let out a guttural moan. I kept going. She shook again and I saw her eyes rolling back in her head as she tried to look back at me once more. I felt a need building in my dick. My world pulled tight and all I could think of was the sensations of Brittney’s tight pussy and my hard cock. It was completely foreign and completely amazing at the same time. I felt myself tipping over the edge as my hands grabbed her ponytail once more and yanked on it like a dog leash, “Now! What’s my name, Pet? Scream it!”
“Oh fuck! Amy! Fuck me, Amy! It’s so fucking good! Oh fuck, Amy, I’m coming so fucking hard right now!” She yelled out at the top of her lungs.
Like a hose that had been bound tight and suddenly released I found myself tipping over the precipice of orgasm as I blasted into Brittney’s belly. My shaft jumped inside of her as I pumped her full of my cum. I groaned as I leaned forward on her back and caught my breath from what we had just done. Then I found myself pushing off her and pulling my now softening dick out. I reached down and grabbed Brittney’s panties from the floor of the car and used them to wipe the mixed juices off my deflating member and then tossed them to Brittney, “Here, Pet. Put these back on.”
She seemed to still be recovering but nodded as she panted. She quickly rolled to her side and slipped them back over her shoes and up her legs. She shimmied around as she got them in place and then pulled her skirt back down as well. As she collected herself she then went about fixing her hair and then looked back at me with slightly downcast eyes.
“I… That… It was…” She mumbled out as she sucked in a breath and then let it out slowly.
I pulled my cheer skirt back down over my thighs and settled into the driver’s seat and started the car. I could still feel the cock between my thighs and I knew the head was sticking out just below the hem of my skirt. I pulled on my seat belt and then looked over at her, “I’m sleeping at your house tonight, Pet. I trust that won’t be a problem?”
Brittney shook her head as a small smile crept onto her face, “Of course not, Mistress! I’d be happy to serve you all night.”
My hands put the car in gear and we pulled out of the parking stall and back onto the road. I reached into Kevin’s pants as they lay on the car seat and pulled out his phone. I felt a tingle in my mind and then dialed my home phone number, “Hi Mom! It’s me. Hey, is it okay if I sleep at Brittney’s house tonight? She has some new cheers to go over with me… Okay! Thanks! Love you too!” I hung up and then dialed another number as I cleared my throat and then it was Kevin’s voice coming out of my lips, “Hey Dad. I’m going to crash at Fritz’s house tonight. I’ve got a school project thing and he needs my help. That’s okay, right?” I paused as his dad talked about how happy he was to see that Kevin was making so many friends so quickly, “Yeah, you were right. I do like this place. Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow. Night!” and then I hung the phone up and dropped it on the seat next to me.
Brittney clicked her seat belt and looked over at me in shock, “Okay. Time for answers.”
“You’ll get answers when I decide to give them to you, Pet,” I rebuked her calmly.
Instantly her eyes lowered, “Sorry, Mistress.”
I let out a chuckle, “Really Brittney? This is what you’re into?”
Kevin’s voice from my own lips replied back to me, “Hey, don’t judge her. It’s not any weirder than some fetish of having your body controlled by a guy, is it?”
“How the fuck did…” She paused and then asked again in a lower tone, “How did you know, Mistress?”
“Good Pet,” my mouth replied with a chuckle, “I can slip into anyone. When I first got here I decided to get a quick lay of the land and so I slipped into you. I figured the head cheerleader would have some good info on the cliques at this school. Getting you alone was the hardest part. I had to hop into Mr. Hammond, give you detention, and then get you from there. Once I was in I could take my time and poke through your memories, thoughts, and desires at my leisure.”
“You’re like a devious evil mastermind…” Brittney mumbled and then quickly added, “Mistress.”
“Yeah, he got me from my mom,” I added. “He’s pretty crafty alright.”
“Where there is a will, there is a way,” Kevin’s voice responded to both of us.
“Okay, that’s still just freaky though,” Brittney said with a laugh.
“Oh, there is one more thing,” Kevin’s voice said through my lips, “Tomorrow morning, like you said, the fairy tale ends. It all goes back to what it was before. You CANNOT tell anyone about me or what we did.”
Brittney pouted but nodded, “Yeah well, I still get my fairy tale for one night.”
“I’m glad you understand. I’d hate to have to use my powers to shut you up for good. I can be anyone at any time and I will shut you up for good. I am not spending the rest of my life getting inspected and dissected in a government lab or worse…” Kevin said as a firm warning.
Brittney nodded quickly, “Of course, Mistress. I will always keep your secrets, Mistress.”
“Good Pet,” I replied and then added, “Okay, we’re almost there. Pick up my old clothes, my underwear and our bloomers and put them in our bags.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Brittney dutifully grabbed the clothing that was laying around the car and shoved them into our bags as my hands turned the car into the extensively large driveway leading to Brittney’s house. My hands shut off the car and I unlatched my belt. I pulled the door latch and roughly shouldered the door open and then got out of Kevin’s beat up old car. I felt a now familiar tingle and the dick that was still dangling between my legs slipped up my thighs and back inside me. I looked back at Brittney and said, “Pet, don’t forget the bags.”
Brittney nodded and pulled them out of the back seat and then we walked up to the front porch. Brittney pushed open one of the large doors and held it open for me as I strolled in after her. A woman walked into the large lobby to greet us and Brittney said, “Janice, are Mom and Dad home?”
“No, Miss Beldamore. Your father is still at work and your mother is at the show in New York.”
Brittney sighed and said, “Okay, well Amy is crashing here tonight. We didn’t get a chance to eat anything at the game. Do you think you could whip us up a little snack?”
“Of course, Miss Beldamore,” The woman replied as she disappeared back out one of the side doors.
“I suppose I can make this hovel work for tonight,” I felt my mouth say as Kevin looked around with my eyes.
Brittney smiled at me and strutted over and wrapped her arms around my neck as she said, “Sorry, Mistress, it’s the best I can do on such short notice.”
My first instinct was to pull away but Kevin overrode that and I found myself leaning forward to lock lips with Brittney once more in a passionate kiss. She pulled back, grabbed my hand and tugged me up the large winding staircase in the direction of her room. My eyes seemed to be locked on her tight little ass as she went up each step in front of me.
Brittney’s room was huge. She had a giant bed with pedestals holding up a large canopy along with a spacious sitting area with a couch and a few chairs, a little reading nook over by a large bay window and a few doors that I knew from previous sleep overs led to a bathroom, a walk in closet, and another closet that held mostly shoes. She dropped the bags by the couches and then flopped back onto the bed as she asked me, “So what do you want to do now?”
“Bathe me, Pet,” I said simply.
She slid off her bed and kneeled in front of me, “Of course, Mistress! I should have known that. I apologize for my ignorance.”
“It’s fine. I will tie you up and whip obedience into you later,” I replied as I watched Brittney pop off the floor and head into her large bathroom.
I wondered how serious Kevin was about that as I watched Brittney scurry around her unbelievably large tub as she turned on the water, added some scented soaps, and tossed out a few handfuls of flower petals. She looked back at me as if to ask if it was good enough or if I required something else and I gestured down at myself, “Undress me, Pet,” in an annoyed tone as if I shouldn’t have had to even tell her what to do.
“Of course, Mistress!” She said with a happy smile on her face as she bounced over to me and unzipped the side of my cheer skirt and carefully slipped it down my legs. She then helped me out of my vest and after that my bra. I walked to the edge of the tub and then held out my hand for her to steady me as I got in. She grabbed it and dutifully held me tight as I lowered myself into the warm water. I leaned back against the side of the tub and saw her quickly stripping as she tossed her clothing across the floor and then went behind my head. I felt two hands grasp my shoulders and begin to knead them.
“Okay, I’m going to break in here for a moment. Britt, is your fantasy really to be someone’s submissive? I’m just totally floored by that, I’m sorry. You’re always so in charge and take no shit from anyone,” I asked in a surprised tone.
“Amy, her fantasy isn’t to be someone’s submissive,” Kevin’s voice replied back to me, “It’s to be your submissive.”
“Shut up.”
“I want what I can’t have I guess,” Brittney said with a happy sigh as she continued to massage me. “And I don’t know where the submissive thing comes from really… Maybe because since I was little everyone has done what I said? I mean, we had maids, butlers, and nannies, whatever, but they all jumped at my smallest whim. Or maybe it’s daddy issues because he’s never home? I mean, neither is my mom. I dunno… but it’s just so… sexy. You’re so sexy,” Brittney leaned in and kissed my neck, “Mistress.”
I felt a chill run down my spine and my eyes closed as I let out a happy breath, “Wash my hair, Pet. Then you can wash my body.”
Brittney slipped into the tub and carefully undid my ponytail and began to wet and wash my hair, softly humming happily as she did it. When that was finished I sat on the side of the tub and let her begin soaping my body with a soft loofah. She took her time and made certain every square inch of my body was perfectly clean. I dipped back into the tub to wash off the soap and then sat back up on the side and spread my legs, “Pet. Do you have a razor?”
I watched as Brittney shuddered and almost began hyperventilating. She could only nod in response and so my hands motioned to the small well-trimmed patch of hair just above my pussy, “Pet, shave me.”
“Are… Are you… Sure?” She asked with hope in her eyes.
I struggled against Kevin’s control. I didn’t want to be bald as a Barbie down there, but he was having none of it. My head nodded as I smiled at her, “Your fairy tale. One night.”
Brittney practically leapt to find the shaving gel and her razor and came back. She spread a small bit of the gel on her fingers and rubbed them together and then reached for me with slightly trembling hands. She spread it across my small landing strip and then went for the razor.
“You’re going to steady yourself before you cut me, right, Pet?” My mouth asked as I raised an eyebrow.
“Of course, Mistress. Sorry, Mistress,” She said and paused to catch her breath and collect herself.
When she was ready she reached forward once more and shaved me. In a few slow and careful motions I was completely bald between my legs. She took the loofah and wiped any remains away and then smiled up at me broadly, “Are you pleased, Mistress?”
“Use your tongue for something useful, Pet!” I snapped back at her as I leaned further back and split my legs as far as they would go.
She lunged at my pussy and quickly began licking with abandon. She used her nose, her breath and her lips along with her tongue to tease and delight me with everything she had. I normally wouldn’t be excited over a girl burying her head in me but obviously Kevin’s mind was influencing my body a great deal. I brought a hand up to the top of her head grabbed her now soaked ponytail and clutched it tightly as I used it like a steering wheel to direct her where I wanted her to go. I was building to an earth-shattering orgasm when suddenly I heard a voice.
“Um, excuse me Miss, where would you like me to put the snack tray?” Janice asked from the doorway with wide eyes.
Embarrassment flashed hotly across my skin as I realized someone was watching me get eaten out by another girl. I would have been mortified of anyone seeing me have sex of any kind, but completely naked while Brittney buried her face in my crotch was unbearable! Brittney started to pull away from my pussy but my hand jammed her back into my sopping wet love mound and she instantly ignored the woman and went back to focusing on my pleasure solely. Janice stood there for a moment dumbfounded and then managed to spit out, “I’ll… I’ll just… leave it on the table in your bedroom. So sorry, Miss!”
As Janice was turning around to leave I called out as the orgasm rocked through my body, “Oh yes! Yes, Pet! Yes I’m coming, Pet!”
I fell limp against the tile behind the tub as I panted to catch my breath and felt Brittney’s head lay against my inner thigh. When I was finally able I found myself sitting up and looking down to see her grinning at me, “How was it, Mistress?”
I reached out and patted her head and returned her grin, “You did well, Pet.”
Brittney brought her hands to her chest as she shook back and forth and I swear her eyes moistened with happiness once more. I found myself sliding down into the tub as my hands undid her ponytail and I started to wash her hair.
“I’m not worthy, Mistress! You shouldn’t be doing this!” She told me with wide eyes.
“Hush! I’ll decide what I should and shouldn’t be doing,” I declared and she relaxed her shoulders.
I took my time with her hair and when I was done I pulled her to me for another kiss. I could taste the musk of my juices still on her lips, and while I was not a fan, Kevin certainly didn’t mind as once again I felt a steady heat building in my loins. I then washed Brittney’s face gently with the loofah as she stared at me wide eyed before I motioned for her to sit on the side of the tub where I pulled her long legs out and washed each one slowly before moving onto the rest of her body. I cleaned her arms, neck, back and chest and then spread her legs and took my time washing her delicate lower lips. When I was finished I ran a finger from the back of her slit to the front as she happily cooed. I pulled her back into the tub with a splash as she let out a playful giggle and I pulled her onto my lap and lightly kissed the tip of her nose, “Yes, you please me, Pet. I do wish I could keep you.”
“I’m yours whenever you want, Mistress,” She swore to me as she lowered her chin in submission.
“I’m ready to be dried, Pet,” I declared as I stood and got out of the tub.
“Of course!” She squeaked and climbed out and ran to a cabinet and pulled out a large fluffy towel. I spread my legs and held my arms out and she quickly patted the moisture off my soft skin across my entire body. She then began drying my hair and once it was no longer dripping she found another towel and quickly wrapped it up.
“Dry yourself. I don’t want you dripping all over me, Pet!” I said dismissively as I shooed her with my hand and walked out of the bathroom and back into her large bedroom. I walked over to a door and opened it and saw rack upon rack of shoes. I walked slowly, randomly reaching out and picking a shoe off the shelf and inspecting it. Apparently the first few weren’t to Dominatrix Amy’s liking because I found myself dropping them on the floor haphazardly as I continued my walk. Finally I came to a pair of jet black heels with a four inch spike that had thin straps that would wrap several times up around the calf and tie at the back of the knee. I hooked them in my fingers and left the shoe closet.
I then wandered into the next closet full of clothing but I must not have been interested in much as I walked by the expensive dresses and back to a large jewelry armoire and started to look through it. My hands swept aside anything with gemstones in it until I found a simple black lace choker and took it. As I walked back into the bedroom Brittney was coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body and another towel drying her hair. I felt a scowl on my face as I walked over to her and roughly yanked the towel off her body. Her eyes went wide as she saw my displeasure and she dropped to her knees.
“Sorry, Mistress,” She apologized.
I didn’t acknowledge her apology at all and simply dropped the shoes in front of her and said, “Put these on.”
She did as she was told quickly. She slipped her feet into the heels and wrapped the thin straps around her small ankles and well-formed calves until she tied a small bow just below the back of her knee. She then got to her feet and I reached out for her neck with the choker. She simply lifted her chin and held her hair back as I clasped it around her neck.
“Where are your panties, Pet?”
“In here, Mistress,” She said as she walked into the clothing closet and directed me to a small dresser. She pulled open a few drawers and I looked down at a complete variety of incredibly sexy panties in every cut and color. I reached into one of the drawers and lifted up a small lace thong with one finger and held it out to her. She quickly took and balanced precariously on each foot as she slipped her legs into it and then pulled it up into place.
“Put that robe on me,” I directed her as I pointed to a lovely silk wrap on one of the hangers.
She instantly darted to it and then back to me and helped me with the sleeves and then tied a knot at my waist. I turned and walked out of the closet not bothering to see if she was following me, but I could hear from the clip clap of her heels that she was. I sat down on the couch and tucked my legs under myself as I looked at her and then tray of food.
“I’m famished, Pet.”
She blinked and looked at the tray, “Of course, Mistress.”
She grabbed the tray and brought it to me and held it up for me to take something. I looked down at the small triangles of sandwiches, fruit, cheeses and random crackers and reached out to grab a small piece of cheese and flipped it in her face as I scowled at her once more.
“Are you stupid, Pet? Feed me!”
She dropped to her knees once more and set the tray down as next to me as she nodded.
I fought my way to the surface and said, “Woah, okay! Wait! This is going a bit far.”
“No! It’s fine!” Brittney said as she shook her head vehemently.
“Really? I mean you’re okay with all of this? You like this?” I asked her in astonishment.
She nodded up and down quickly as Kevin’s voice said, “I got most of this whole scene from her own daydreams.”
“I just… I can’t believe it,” I mumbled in surprise.
“Why don’t we come up with a safe word? That might make Amy feel better,” Kevin’s voice prodded Brittney as she looked up at me from her knees.
She shrugged and said, “Nothing comes to mind. I mean, I’d hate to limit myself and not be able to say a word… what if I really wanted to exclaim out Aardvark or hypotenuse? Then the whole thing falls apart.”
“Brittney this is important. If you don’t want to use a single word what about an entire phrase?” Kevin’s voice asked as my eyebrows raised.
“Okay. My safe word phrase will be Don’t stop please more,” Brittney said quickly, “Now can we get back at it? Please!”
“What about Janice?” I whined before I got pushed back to being a passenger in my own body once more.
“She won’t say anything! I promise! She’s very discrete!” Brittney looked up at me with pleading eyes.
Before I could respond I felt myself getting pulled to the back and that smug smile returned to my face, “Start with the grapes, Pet!”
Brittney nodded enthusiastically and took a few in her hand and brought them one at a time to my lips. After I finished with them I would tell her what food I wanted next and she would bring it to my mouth. Occasionally I would reach out and touch her, tweak a nipple, or run my hands over her smooth ass cheeks. Each time she would pause happily to let me have my way with her and then continue feeding me when my hand left her skin.
After I had eaten I shooed her off with one hand, “Pet, go get me a drink. Something I will like. Surprise me.”
“Yes, Mistress!” She exclaimed as she turned and darted out of her room and down the hallway. I put my head back against the couch and let out a chuckle.
“I can’t believe you’re torturing her like this!” I said as I felt some control come back.
“Some people’s torture is other people’s bliss,” Kevin replied back as a small smile pulled on my lips.
I heard Brittney’s voice coming down the hall as she spoke to Janice, and then heard Janice’s voice as she responded but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. My body got up and grabbed one more of the small finger sandwiches and popped it in my mouth as I made my way over to the large bed and I flopped down on it as I unwrapped my hair.
As I let myself sink into the bed I saw Brittney teetering back into the room with a single glass and a pitcher. She was going as fast as she could in the heels without spilling and when she was in the room she poured a glass out of the pitcher and then set it down and brought the glass over to me. I sat up slightly and let her bring the brim to my lips and I sipped it. It was light and fruity and delicious. I took another sip and then felt my hand moving. I bumped the bottom of the glass and felt it spill against my face and down my neck.
I felt anger flash across my face as I looked at Brittney, “Now look at what you’ve done!”
Brittney’s face dropped as she instantly apologized, “Sorry, Mistress! This pet is so stupid!”
“Lick it off!” I roared, “Now!”
“Of course, Mistress!” She leapt onto the bed and began lapping at me with her tongue wherever I felt the coolness trickling against my skin.
As she finished she turned to get one last drop and I brought my hand hard down on her bare ass cheek with a loud slap. Brittney never saw it coming and she yelped in pain and surprise as her head swiveled toward me. I just smiled cruelly at her and said, “You must be punished so you learn, Pet.”
“Yes, Mistress!” She nodded enthusiastically.
I pushed her off me and yanked back the covers on the bed and then let the robe drop to the floor. I climbed into the bed and laid down and looked at her, “I don’t think you deserve to sleep at my feet, Pet. I think your place is on the floor.”
She looked at me for a moment sadly and then slipped off the side of the bed and laid down on the floor. I found myself letting out a giggle as I leaned over the side of the bed to look down at her, “You stupid Pet! I didn’t say to lay down on the floor and sleep now! I’m not done with you yet. You can sleep later when I no longer require your service.”
“Of course, Mistress. What do you need of your Pet, Mistress?” She replied enthusiastically as she quickly popped back to her feet.
I slowly parted my legs and felt the tingling in my stomach once more. I let out a breathy gasp as once again Kevin’s cock parted my lips and slipped out between my thighs. I motioned down at it and said, “Get me hard, Pet.”
She looked at the dick between my legs closely and then slowly reached out and touched it with a single finger. When it quivered at her touch she pulled back and then timidly reached out once more. She looked up at me with curiosity and said, “Mistress, perhaps tomorrow you can explain this to me?”
“If you don’t get to work I’m going to face fuck you to sleep, Pet!” I replied back harshly.
Brittney’s eyes went wide as she grabbed at my dick and lifted it. She lightly stroked it and then paused and then stroked it again before hesitating once more, finally lowering her face down and slipping my dick in her mouth. Her tongue felt heavenly against the sensitive skin and I definitely understood why my ex-boyfriends had never turned down a blow job. I felt Kevin’s member fill and expand. After a couple of breaths Brittney tried to get it all in her mouth but as it hit the back of her throat she started to gag and choke. I felt myself laugh as I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her off me and motioned for her to lie down on the bed next to me.
“I think we know what you have to work on, Pet,” I told her and she nodded shyly.
I then pushed her onto her back and used my knees to part her legs, “Line me up, Pet. I’m ready.”
I felt her small hand guide my weapon to her slit and her other hand pulled her small thong off to the side. I thrust up and stabbed into her suddenly and she gasped as he eyes went wide. My wet hair fell around both our faces as I began to roll around with my hips, using her slick pussy to slowly work the lubrication further up my large shaft. She whimpered as it went deeper and bit her lip, which caused me to let out a small chuckle.
“Am I stretching you out, Pet?”
She let out another whimper and nodded.
“Do you want me to stop, Pet?”
She quickly shook her head no.
I brought my face down and kissed her lips as I managed to get my dick completely stuffed inside of her. We made out as I slowly pumped in and out of her. Her hot breath on my neck as she gasped when I thrust in sent chills down my spine. I hooked my hands under her shoulders and grabbed her so that I could get a better hold as I thrust into her and she let out a moan and arched her back as I must have hit a good spot. I bit at a nipple and kept thrusting as she squirmed underneath me.
“Fuck! Fuck! I’m…” The words transformed to a scream and she called out loudly and writhed underneath me as she jammed her heels into my thighs like spurs urging me on.
I didn’t slow down or stop. I fucked her like I wished I could get fucked. I pounded her as she moved her hips back against me. She reached up and grabbed my breasts and groped them and then brought her face to my neck and bit down in the throes of passion. I nibbled on her ear as I continued to piston back and forth. She let out a happily squeal and a giggle and looked up at me with her playful eyes and then they rolled back as she quivered around my shaft once more.
I kept going. She clawed at my back. Still I fucked her. Harder. Faster. Deeper. She ripped at the sheets below her as her head jerked back. I was hammering into her now with a need as my senses pulled into the dick once more. I felt the pressure cork in my balls and then suddenly I was over the edge. I put my head into her shoulder as I let out a roar and my dick leapt mightily inside of her and I felt myself shooting cum up into her belly. She mumbled at me incoherently as she clung to my back like I was keeping her from falling to her death. I pumped once more. Twice. Three times. Four. And finally a fifth and I was spent as I collapsed heavily on top of her.
I lay there with her damp hair below me and my damp hair spread across my face as we both tried to swallow air. She recovered first and managed to get out, “Oh, Mistress. I love you. I love you so much. I’ve never had an orgasm just go and go like that. I don’t know where one ended and the next one started. You’re amazing.”
I rolled off her and pulled the covers over both of us as I said, “Pet, be quiet and lay in my arms.”
She nodded as she slipped into my embrace and I kissed her forehead as I started to slip off to sleep.
“No,” She mumbled weakly, “No, I’m not done yet. I don’t want to be done yet.”
She couldn’t keep her eyes open though and soon enough she was breathing lightly in my arms. I didn’t last much longer and this time I was as exhausted as Kevin so I didn’t get a chance to look into his mind. As my eyelids shut I slipped off into slumber.