A Cheerleader's Story Chapter Five A couple days later I got the opportunity to look at a sort of diary Sammi kept. It was similar to a chronology. I was surprised at some of the things she said. I knew she had long term plans for me which included a lot of service to her and that she planned to degrade and humiliate me to extremes. The aspect which disturbed me the most was, I would get so hot by reading these things. Especially where Sammi made comments reguarding my future. Written in the book by Sammi I have had a loose and distant association with Lindsey Jones for a year, well longer. She is an underclass person in school but I knew who she was. She was never a part of my social circle. We had different friends. She was always a good cheerleader and worked really hard at it. I remember watching the JV squad and thinking, Lindsey should be my base. She was so dedicated to her top. I know why now! She was in love her! Never did I ever dream Lindsey Jones was lesbian. Never! I am enjoying her so much. I have had a dedicated bottom before but nothing like Lindsey. She is awesome! I know I can do anything and everything to her, and of course I will! :) She is giving me pleasurable sensations I dreamed of on ocassion but never in a million years thought would come true. I have always known I was superior to all other girls. I was born that way. Most girls are, well, so plain. Only a very few could do the things to someone else I love to do. My happiest times are when I am doing something to someone that is, you know, awful. Not the person, the things I am doing. Like the toilet thing. How could anyone ever willingly be use for such a gross thing, how? I watched Lindsey as I did bad stuff to her. Her nipples grew! She was turned on by my gross and horrible treatment of her. I guess I first began to notice her when she was a base for Sarah. Sarah moved. She was so dedicated to Sarah, her performance, and protection. Lindsey never complained about little scuffs bases receive. She always looked at her like, a lovesick puppy. I should have known then, but I just never. Not little miss perfect attitude. She won Miss Congeniality at a JV cheercamp last year. I would never win that award! I might win one for little miss bitch. :) OK, so I know it! The world was made for me to use, the people on it were created to serve me. That is simple enough is it not? Her being such a good bottom to Sarah is the reason I approached her that day. I was just going to teach her more about being the kind of base/bottom I wanted and needed. You know how to always make me look good. Flying is not all that difficult if you have a base you can really trust. Sure I had plans for a sort of slave. But when we began to get into it I noticed how much she wanted it! I was thrilled although she never knew that. She believed she was barely hanging on to the cheer spot. Hell, I was not about to let her get away! She will be soooo good. I am going to teach her something we will never do at a game but it will be good training. It will help her concentrate on me and my position no matter what goes on around her. That is very important. I began to become aware of her attraction for my bod. Like when her mouth fell open looking at me. Or how about when she was on her knees in front of me and was mesmerized while looking at my bush. I thought she was just lesbian. So she liked girls. Nothing wrong with that. I prefer girls too. So I tried a little control, like not allowing her any relief. Just build the tension. A lover performs better like that. Once they have been allowed orgasm, they are no longer interested in giving pleasure to you. She wanted more! She wanted a lot more! She wanted to be punished. She wanted to feel pain administered by me. I liked that! Yeah, like I was really in to that! By the way she ate me out, I knew she would play with my panties and masturbate herself. I knew I would catch her. Just a ploy to punish her. :) I never realized how much I could punish her though. No one would have dreamed of how deep I could take her. I don't know how deep her depravity goes, I will find out though! :) I will enjoy every second too! She was not close to dying. Just a little long on my fart and a little short on oxygen. Sensory overload! :) She went through all that pain for little me. I got so hot! Yeah, when she was carrying me on the pool deck. Her knees looked bad. They would heal of course, but it would take awhile of not being used as pony feet! Like that was likely to happen! I enjoyed riding her that way I enjoyed her face against my crotch. Her face was made for that purpose. Most faces are. My mom's panties was a test as to how for she would sink. I said lots of stuff to her. I may do some of them too! :) I was not prepared for her to drink my pee. Like I was totally shocked. When she did not protest my shit entering her mouth, well, I felt like a goddess. Never had anyone done that before! She was a good shit transport too. :) I knew she might choke when I forced the turd hard against her mouth. But I thought, her throat is larger than my cute little ass hole! She should be able to swallow if she had to! She will stay with me all summer and be SO used. Will she ever fit in with the varsity cheer squad? Well that depends on her. I really do not know for sure. It also depends on how carried away I get with abusing her. She could be a welcome addition to all of the varsity squad. There is a lot of things she could do to remain a part of the team. I certainly could not hang with her socially. She is so far beneath me. :) Literally too! The silly girl wants sexual relief. I know she would love it if I would touch her, well, no way. Why should I masturbate my pee toilet! That would be disgusting. Lindsey is disgusting but I will allow her to worship me and I will use her. There are those created to serve and those created to be served. It is a real shame they can not get together more often and make for happier lives. Lindsey convinced her mom to allow her to spend the summer. She explained her knees and the scratches on her face as being cause when she fell trying to fly like me. She never blamed me for any of it. Was that not sweet of her? A regular little subbie! Watch our next cheer practice session. Do I have plans for her! Our first night together was spent in my bedroom, of course. I had Lindsey pull my chair to the foot of my bed so she could lay on the chair and on my bed. I wanted her face close to my pussy or my ass all night. I had chili for dinner. My mom was surprised. She looked at the two of us and said. "Sammi, sweetheart, you never eat chili. When did you decide you liked it?" "I am trying to like it because you like it so much, mom." She was pleased with that answer. She looked at Lindsey a lot. Good thing she could not see Lindsey's ass! It was turning purple in spots where I got carried away with the ping pong paddle. Mom also was curious why Lindsey did not eat hardley anything. She said she was trying to lose some weight because next year she would be on the varsity cheer team. After dinner Lindsey volunteered to do dishes. Mom said something about both of us girls doing them, but I told mom I had just bought a new cd and I really wanted to listen to it. Lindsey had insisted earlier that she would do them so I could hear my new cd. I smiled sweetly at Lindsey when I said that. There had been no discussion. Lindsey insisted on doing the dishes and no one minded. In fact, everyone was pleased. Mom came to my room while Lindsey did dishes. I was listening to a cd but it was not new. Mom knew that. "Sammi, does that mean what I think it means?" "Yeah, kinda, well, mom, she wants to do things for me. I let her. It would be mean of me not to let her enjoy herself, now wouldn't it?" (g) "Yes Sammi, it would. Let her enjoy herself to the fullest." Mom gave me a motherly hug and a warm smile. As she walked out of my bedroom she turned and said. "I think she will fit in just fine. I really did not want you to do dishes, the maid could have done them tomorrow." "I know that mom, we probably will not need a maid anymore. Lindsey loves to clean!" "Sammi, may I ask why the chair is pulled up to the bed?" Her eyebrows raised as she asked that. Like they do when she asks something she already knows the answer to. I may have blushed a little when I said with a giggle, It is support for the Lindsey air filtration system. Mom smiled. "Enjoy her Sammi. I really did not think you were inviting her for the summer because you wanted a friend. You wanted a slave toy! Naughty girl!" I knew my mom was teasing. She approved of my use of lesser beings. She had always told me of my superiority. I realize how lucky I am to have a mom who supports me in the things I do! "When she is done in the kitchen, send her up here. I need her." (g) In less than one hour Lindsey appeared at my door and properly dropped to her knees. I allowed her to kiss each of my feet. She had her knees bandaged and was wearing knee pads. I let her kiss her way up to my pussy. I stopped her. "No Lindsey, I am not ready. Get in the chair and put your head about half way up the bed, under the sheet!" Lindsey knew exactly what was about to happen! I threw a comforter over the lower half of the bed and got and under the sheet. I tucked the sheet tightly around my shoulders and farted. I giggled as Lindsey spluttered. "Inhale deeply and hold your breath each time I fart. The reason I don't eat chili is, it gives me gas! You will handle the gas part though. I am going to love having you all summer!" I cut another big one. I was laughing. Well it was funny! Lindsey would be a very good fart filter. I told her so while laughing at her. It turned her on to be degraded by me. I thought that was awesome! I did not know how badly the scent was under the cover. I did not want to know either, not by smelling anyway! "Lindsey are you still alive?" (g) I asked between her splutters. I cut another one. I bet the air was so thick she could almost eat it. Maybe she will some day! "Don't inhale so strongly, Lindsey. There is enough to last you all night. You can depend on me to add to the, 'aroma of your dreams', on ocassion. I already told you why I never eat chili, well, almost never." (g) "Tomorrow we will have great cheer practice. You may be light headed, more so than usual!" "You are so much fun, Lindsey. Uh oh, here comes another one!" I do not know how many farts I cut for my little slave's enjoyment. I gave her a break from under the covers long enough to savor some delish, "Pee of Sammi". She seemed to love it when I made remarks like that to her. I would not let her wear a bra because I had to know what turned her on. I rapidly came to the conclusion that anything degrading, insulting, or my giving her pain, were things she enjoyed. I was so amazed by that. I did not try to comprehend it, I just enjoyed it. I made her stay under the covers all night. I have to say, I enjoyed farting. It was also nice to have the portable pee toilet close by. I am sure she did not suspect I gave her a lot of kicks with my feet and scratched her many times with my toe nails while being awake and not asleep as I pretended. I had always planned to go away for college. That is a time when young ladies sort of break away from parental controls. They find themselves. Now, I know I am staying here. Unless I can figure a way to take my personal slave with me. Having her attend to my ever want and need is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I will probably never understand why she likes it so much. Mainly because I really do not care. She does. So I will use her. The power trip is awesome. She is so big and physically strong, I am so tiny, yet, I control her completely. I love it. I could not put in words the emotional high I receive from the power trip she affords me. I will strive to be inventive and constantly think of new horrible and disgusting things I can do to her to cause her pain and humiliation. I will do it because I know how much it means to her! Naw, it is really because I love it sooooo much!.