A Cheerleader's Story Chapter Fifteen I went back to dusting. While I was dusting Sammi came downstairs. God was she hot! She had on scanty panties with a matching bra. The bra was the type that opened in front and provided lift. Like Sammi needed that! The straps were spaced wide apart. She had on a short silk see through gown. All blue. Sammi usually did not wear blue. Blue is not my favorite color. But at that instant, it was. She walked up very close to me. I was still staring at her. She had to be the most beautiful thing in the world. "Slave, there is no one here but mom and I. You are working hard. I am so afraid you will become to hot. Especially after cleaning the cabin and that filthy outside toilet! (g) Take off all your clothes. I am going to help you." I am going to show you how to carry the duster while you vacuum just in case you see a spot you missed. We simply can not have you going back looking for the duster. With my idea, you will always know exactly where it is!!!" (g) "Hand me your duster." Sammi was looking at the handle and at me with a wicked smile on her face. The kind she always had when she was about to do something to me for her amusement. "Well hurry Lindsey. I do not have all night like you do. You do not require much sleep. It does not matter what you look like tomorrow where as I must look good. It Is my birthday party and everyone always expects me to look great." "You could never look anything but great." I said as I removed my bra. "Slave you move to slow. Get those panties off." When I bent down to remove them from my ankles Sammi walked behind me. I could feel her eyes on me. I wished I had a body like Sammi's. I heard her giggle as she was back around and facing me again. "Open your mouth. Wider." Yeah, that's it. Put the handle of this duster in your mouth and lick it good." I am sure my eyes became wider as she stared at me with that same wicked smile. "Now put the handle up your pussy. Work it in. I want to see all of that handle in your pussy or I will stick it in your ass." "Ohhh yes, you are doing good for a virgin pussy. Oh, you are not virgin! What a surprise! That will make this better for you. All the convenience and no pain, well not at first anyway." "See how terrif that is! Soooo handy for you! You look so good with that feather duster sticking out of your pussy. Know what? It would be good for our dance routines if I get one for your ass. You could move and dust! (g) Lindsey Jones you are a barrel of laughs! "I have to go to bed now. Clean my house good and do a really great job on the pool and the area we will use for my party. I want everything to be first class. Slave do not remove the duster except to touch up. Then put it back. Mom or I may check on you." "Oh yeah, one more thing. Mom got you an outfit for you to wear tomorrow after you finish cleaning. I told her how thoughtful it was of her. Especially since I have a new bathing suit. Good night slave." "Good night princess I said as I watched that gorgeous ass move away. I vacuumed next. I did the whole house except the master bedroom and Sammi's bedroom. There was sleeping going on there. It was after eleven when I finished. I went to sleep in the smallest of the bedrooms after I set the alarm for 4:30 AM. I had to get up, fix me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and clean the pool area. The alarm went off. I was sound asleep. I was dreaming I was carrying Sammi around the pool and around the house. She was riding on my back yelling and screaming. The other cheerleaders were cheering us on. I failed to make it around the last lap before the bell went off. The bell was the alarm. I awoke a little tired. I bounced out of bed though. Took a quick shower and made my sandwich, had some orange juice, and washed my dishes. The kitchen was spotless again. They had an automatic diswasher but I had only a few things to wash. I had the pool and the whole area clean, straightened everything too. All before eight. I went inside. Mrs. Smith was sitting at the bar drinking coffee. "Lindsey, sweetheart, come here." I went to her. She put her foot out. "My foot itches. Be a dear and scratch it for me." "No No, silly! Not your nails! They would hurt my dainty little foot. Use your tongue. It is rough enough to stop the itching. It is just right for the job." She looked down at me and sipped on her coffee while I licked here and there at her directions. I adored her giggle. She sounded like an older Sammi. I hoped Sammi still wanted me when she was the age of Mrs. Smith. "You can stay with us straight through the school year. Your mom will understand. If I lived where she does, and had to get by on so little means, I would want my daughter to live with the elite and develop some culture. You are learning a lot living with us. Your speech is improving and the way you look at us has improved also. Lindsey, probably the most important part, you are learning how to behave around your superiors. Yeah, Lindsey you are learning a lot. Being around Sammi is doing wonders for you. Sammi,not because she is my daughter, welll yeah, because she is my daughter, is an upcoming socialite. She is the elite, you know. I was really surprised when she brought you home. You are so, not in her class. She was bad to pick up strays as a little girl too. I thought she had out grown the nurturing bit. oh well, we will make the best we can out of you Lindsey." "Between my toes itch too. You have a talented tongue." She said as she spread her legs showing a scantily clad ass with a thin strip between her lips. Her eyebrows arched as she looked at me looking at her. "Go ahead, Lindsey. You have my permission to kiss my panties. They're just ten dollars a pair panties. Just some old things I threw on before my bath. It is not the price that makes you want to kiss, is it?" (g) I moved my face to her crotch. I could tell she had not bathed this morning. She smelled of sex too. I kissed her pantied crotch. "Well take them off if they are in your way. You are dying to kiss the real thing, not just an old pair panties, arn't you?" I pulled on the top and she lifted her ass off the bar stool. I pulled them down her long beautiful legs and took them off her feet. I glanced at her face before moving my head under her robe and my mouth to her pussy. She looked like she owned me. I belong to Sammi I thought. I started licking her pussy and playing with her lips the way I always did with Sammi. she slid off the stool on to my shoulders. She pinned my head against the cabinet and started to fuck my face. My head was hurting in no time caused by her banging my head against the cabinet I tried to say something but could not. She was squeezing my face with her thighs. I could barely breath. I gave her all my tongue hoping to get her off before I smothered. When she orgasmed she screamed and beat me with her fist the same way Sammi does on ocassion. She then totally relaxed. I sucked licked, and swallowed her cum. "Hand me my panties, Lindsey. I am through with you for now. You may go." She took another sip of coffee, not bothering to look at me again. Not because she wanted coffee. That was her way of dismissing me. Her way of showing how superior to me she was. Well, I needed no reminder. I already knew that. She was such a haughty bitch. Why did I get so hot when she treated me like a piece of shit? I met Sammi coming down the stairs. She was dressed in a really cute outfit. A two piece scanty bathing suit with a skirt and top to match. Black with white trim and her initials on the front of her brief. I hoped she did not have my initials on the rear. The initials were small, tasteful, and a fancy script. She looked radiant. Her eyes sparkled. "I had to bathe without your assistance. I forgive you since you were cleaning my party area." I would have rather been bathing you." I said, truthfully. "Yeah, I know. I giggled while bathing because I was depriving you! Arn't I bad" (g) "Oh yeah. Dad appreciates your cleaning the cabin. He and his buddies are having a party down there!" "You should see your face, Lindsey Jones! I wish I had a picture of that! Mom! I told Lindsey why she cleaned the cabin! That girl is so funny." She was laughing at me as she did a head and body wiggle putting emphasis on her ass movements and said. "You are just my slave." (g) It was like a little girl saying, Nay, nay, nay, nay nay nay. With that she went into the kitchen and I could hear her talking and laughing with her mom. I heard her say. "Way to go mom! I am proud of you. Mother and daughter are just alike. I told you she was better at that than the other girl we had. Better at everything! Especially everything!" They both laughted at that. Why am I not embarrassed? I thought to myself. Even worse why is my heat building. I put my hand to my crotch and it felt just like an oven. "Yeah, I do not remember the slave's name you had before Lindsey, either. Don't use this one up so quickly. She has permanent possibilities!" Sammi came back to the stairs. "Still here? Listening to us I bet. Well so what. To day is my dad's birthday. He went back to the cabin last night. I am surprised you did not meet him. I gave him a clean cabin for his birthday! Was that not really sweet and considerate of me? He is so lucky to have a thoughtful daughter." "Come down here, bow down and kiss my feet. I may have you kissing a wee bit higher at the party. Not my ankles either!" Sammi giggled as I paid homage to her feet. The more I kissed Sammi's feet the hotter I became. I slipped my hand to my crotch. Sammi kicked me rather hard. "No, No. Bad slut!" You touch yourself at my party and I will tell all the girls what we do. All of it. I will invite them to use you too. I will show them the pictures of you with one of my turds in your mouth. I will tell them you ate it and begged for more shit from the gorgeous bod of your Goddess Sammi. Yeah, I brought them up here just in case I may have to put you in your place and give you proper discipline. My mom thinks that would be hilarious. I told her I would not punish you so harshly. Don't give me any reason to change my mind. Now get yourself cleaned up. The squad will be here in less than an hour. I want you looking as presentable as you can. Your outfit is on your bed. Be sure and thank my mom properly and show her how much you appreciate gifts. It was not cheap." I rushed to my bedroom. I could hardly wait to see it. I did not expect it to be in Sammi's class. Mrs. Smith would never buy me an outfit like Sammi's. I stared at my new outfit. I picked it up and looked at it while turning it in my hands. It was really cute. I had seen outfits like this one in the movies. It looked kinda like a tennis outfit except it had a cute little hat that matched the short skirt. It even had an apron! I bathed, washed my hair and put on my new outfit. I did not know why it came with an apron. Maybe Mrs. Smith knew I would be doing some carrying of food and drinks and wanted to protect my new outfit. I applied makeup and looked in the mirror. The outfit was soooo cute. It was blue and white. The cap was white as was the apron. I proudly wore it down stairs. All the girls were in the dining area when I cam down. They all called out to me. They were such a happy bunch. Several of them were giggling. I heard my name mentioned a few times. "Lindsey, you look really really great in that outfit. It becomes you. Never have I seen you looking better!" One of the girls said. There were giggles of consent. I heard someone say, "Or fitting!" "Everyone out to the pool." Sammi said. "Lindsey be a dear and take all that with you." Mrs. Smith said, with a wave of her hand to the food and drinks." It took me three trips. The girls were smimming, laughing, sunbathing and having fun. Sammi's party already was a hugh success. It made me proud to be a part.