Chapter 1

I was leaving school when I remembered I left a book I needed to finish reading in my gym locker. I walked into the gym and saw Karen the school’s head cheerleader naked just getting dressed. She smiled at me and said, “Hey Jenny, why don’t you take a picture, it lasts longer?” I was shocked she even knew my name. I apologized with a stammer, my cheeks turning red, “S-s-sorry.”

She asked, “Actually Jenny, you can do me a favor.” “Sure,” I asked, just excited she was conversing with me.

“Come here,” she said, waving me over with a smile that I couldn’t read. I walked over and was stunned when she said, “You have been checking my body out all semester, haven’t you, Jenny?”

My face ruby red now, I again stammered, trying to hide my guilt, “N-n-no, I have not.”

“Don’t lie,” she smiled, putting her hand on my shoulder. “You have been literally drooling over me and had to wipe your chin.”

Her touch had me rattled and I couldn’t even complete a rational sentence. “Um, I, I mean, I...”

She gently but firmly pushed down on my shoulders and my legs gave away as I was lowered onto my knees. “It was really hot today Jenny, and cheerleading practice was exhausting. I feel so diiiiirty,” she said, stressing the word dirty.

My face was directly in front of her vagina and I was staring at it, lost in thought.

“What’re you staring at, Jenny?” she asked, her tone saying she knew exactly what I was staring at.

I forced myself away from her vagina and looked up past her large breasts and into her eyes.

Smiling knowingly, she invited in a way where ‘no’ wasn’t an option, “My vagina needs to be cleaned, why don’t you clean it for me?”

I feigned reluctance, “Um, I-I-I am not a lesbian.”

“Neither am I. I love fucking boys. But girls are way better at licking pussy,” she smiled, reaching for my head and pulling me into her sweet sex.

I gave no resistance as I was ‘invited’ into my first act of lesbian activity. I extended my tongue and made contact with her vagina.

She moaned, “Does nerdy little Jenny like my pussy?”

I stammered, already addicted, “Y-y-yes.”

I licked slowly up and down on her vagina pussy lips, trying to please her and savour her unique and addictive taste. After a couple of minutes, I concentrated on her clit which made her legs tremble as she let out a loud moan.

“That’s it my pet, lick my cunt good,” she ordered.

Being called a pet had my own vagina getting wet and I eagerly continued pleasing the most beautiful girl I knew in school. I swirled my tongue around her clit, I sucked it in my mouth. I was addicted to her unique taste and never wanted to have this moment end.

Suddenly her hand on my head, she demanded, “Fuck, you lezzie-slut, suck my cunt, make me orgasm.” She roughly pulled my head deeper into her vagina and began moving her body on my face. Always being a people-pleaser, I became a pussy-pleaser too, eagerly licking and sucking as I penetrated her vagina with my tongue.

Her moans got louder and I was soon rewarded with the sweetest taste God had created as her juices flooded out of her onto my tongue, lips and face. I continued to quench my unquenchable thirst, wanting more and more as I drowned in my submission and in her perfection.

Once her orgasm had run its course, she looked down at me and ordered, “Get undressed.”

I stood up and obeyed, hands trembling, and began to unbutton my blouse.

“Hurry up, slut,” she snapped impatiently.

I again obeyed, a mixture of anticipation and trepidation colliding in my mind. Once naked, I never felt more vulnerable as she looked me over. She asked, “Why do you hide such a beautiful body with such unflattering clothes?”

My face flushed again at getting a compliment from the girl I had fantasized about forever, the girl that made me reconsider my sexuality. “I-I-I don’t know.”

“You don’t know how sexy you are, do you?” she asked, moving towards me.

“Um, I,” I babbled unable to complete a full thought, drowning in the compliments and in the desire to be touched.

Reaching for me, she asked, her finger slowly moving between my breasts, “Do you want me to eat your cunt?”

“Yes,” I whispered, almost inaudible.

“Pardon?” she asked, her finger slowly gliding around my erect right nipple.

“Yes, please,” I whimpered at her touch.

“Yes, please, what?” she kept asking, her fingers pinching my nipple.

“Aaah, please lick my vagina,” I moaned, giving myself to her.

“Vagina!” she laughed softly, her fingers meandering to my other nipple. “What else can you call that sweet box of yours?”

I paused, I almost never swore, but her fingers pinching my nipple had me distracted and horny. “My pussy,” I moaned again, feeling a mixture of pleasure and pain.

“What else?” she asked, her finger now travelling slowly south.

Wanting her to touch me down there, to lick me, I answered, “My cunt, please touch my cunt.”

“Good girl,” she moaned, leaning forward and taking my breast in her mouth as her finger traced my wet vagina lips.

I quivered and let out an uncontrolled moan.

She pushed me onto the bench and moved between my trembling legs. Looking up at me, she asked, “Tell me what you want, my pet.”

“Eat my cunt,” I demanded. “I need to come so bad please my glorious mistress.”

“Tell me you are a lezzie-slut,” she demanded back, flicking my clitoris with her tongue.

My whole body quaked with one touch and I declared my sexuality without hesitation. “I’m a lezzie-slut. I love licking your beautiful pussy a

nd will be your lezzie-slave who drops to her knees anytime, anywhere, to get just a taste of your perfection.”

“Fuck, that is hot,” she purred, burying her face between my legs. As her tongue did slow paintbrush strokes all over my pussy, my breathing got heavy. Usually it takes a while to come, but in a couple of minutes I could feel the volcano eruption of lust bubbling inside.

“Oh god, fuck, my cunt is burning,” I moaned, as she slid a finger inside me.

She hooked her finger inside my inferno and began tapping on my g-spot.

I had spasm after spasm like an epileptic person as the volcano, dormant since the beginning of time, bubbled over. I felt fireworks in my head, chills through my entire body and a euphoria I didn’t know possible as my orgasm hit.

“fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” I screamed, babbling incoherently as my brain went blank and sexual energy poured through me.

She pulled her fingers out of me as the never-ending orgasm continued through my body. She leaned in and kissed me. I could taste my own juices on her lips; it was so naughty, so sweet and so natural.

Sadly, all good things must come to an end and she broke the kiss. Looking into my eyes, she smiled and said, “You understand you are now my property. You will be our little cheerleader pussy pleaser. Do you agree and understand?”

I nodded yes, knowing I would do anything to taste her again, to feel that feeling of utopia I just experienced.

“Tomorow morning you are going to become the cheerleading squad’s personal pussy-pleaser,” she promised.

“Yes, Mistress Karen,” I replied.

I got a call around 9:30 the next day from Mistress Karen and here, as best as I can recall, is the conversation:

“Hello, is Jenny there?” a girl’s voice asked.

“Speaking,” I responded, unaware it was Karen.

“This is Karen,” she informed me.

“Oh!” I said, slightly surprised and instantly out of my comfort zone.

“Just oh? Is that any way to greet your Mistress apologize now pet?” Karen growled, slightly annoyed with me.

“I’m verry sorry mistress Karen how may I serve you?” I repeated, in a haze.

“meet me in front of my locker in five minutes” she ordered “I’m not in school yet” I exclaimed “Well leave now then Bitch” she snapped “yes Mistress right away” I replied terrified but also verry turned on

Mike, a basketball player, was with MIstress Karen when I reached her locker as soon as I got there he Immediatly asked Karen, “Who’s the new ‘cruit?”

Karen smiled up at the tall athlete, “she isnt a recruit Jenny here is my Bitch right Jenny?” Karen glared at me “always Mistress” I affirmed “get on your knees and Kiss my feet” Karen snickered “as my Mistress commands” I sighed “May I record this?” Mike asked “NO” I answered Immediatly “NO one was speaking to you yes Mike you may now apologize to Mike for your rudeness Jenny” Karen snapped “I’m verry sorry sir” I smiled awkwardly “give me a BJ when your done with your Miistresses feet and I’ll forgive you” he smirked I looked to Karen “it would be your Honor Jenny” She smirked at me “it would be my honor sir”

I was to busy sucking his cock a few minutes later to notice the arrival of Sabrina, at least until she laughed when she caught a glimpse of my sucking cock right in the middle of the hallway. Sabrina gave me a look, not overly impressed, and then asked, “So this is your new recruit?”

Karen smiled, but shook her head when she answered, “not exactly, this is Jenny; she’s our new Pussy pleaser.”

I’d known Sabrina since the fifth grade and always thought she was intimidating and sometimes even a bit of a bully. So it didn’t help when she shrugged indifferently like she did for almost everything and asked, “So what does that mean exacly?”

Karen said,” Jenny give Sabrina a demonstration of your role” Karen smirked “may I please eat you out Sabrina?” I asked “the same title you use for me SLAVE” Karen snapped “Yes Mistress Karen May I eat you out Mistress Sabrina?” I begged on my knees in the middle of the corridor Sabrina had a smirk on her face “theres a spot on my shoe take care of that and yes you may please my pussy” she giggled “sounds fair do as your told shoe licker” Karen laughed “Yes Mistresses” I sighed. “Wow this is like wow” I could hear Mike laughing from behind me” once her shoe was clean Sabrina or should I say Mistress Sabrina ordered “ok now eat me out bitch” The warning bell about class starting in five minutes then rang, and I walked Karen to her Biology class before rushing to my Chemistry class. I got a lot of odd looks, but I just sat down in my regular seat as if nothing was different.

The rest of the morning was a blur of the surreal. Teachers were giving me curious looks, girls giving me jealous glares and boys giving me horny stares. All this attention felt really strange after a lifetime of being some nobody that lurked on the fringes of the school hierarchy.

I liked it---it was exhilarating.

I hated it---it was awkward.

I loved it---it was addictive.

All these conflicting feelings overwhelmed me. It was great to be noticed, yet I soon began resenting being seen just as an object. In History class I noticed Wilson, who was a poster boy for nerds, gawking at my legs. I don’t know why I did it, but I looked at him and winked seductively. He blushed and quickly looked away. I felt a perverse joy both from embarrassing him and from being stared at. Okay, I felt two ways about getting objectified.

Lunchtime finally arrived, so quickly and eagerly like a puppy looking for her mistress, I went to find Karen. She was chatting at her locker with Ashley, who towered over me. Unlike Sabrina who’d looked down on me, not quite sneering, Ashley looked down on me only because she was tall, but she couldn’t help that and was very nice to me. She greeted, “Hi Jenny, welcome to cheerleading; you’re in my History class, right?”

I smiled, happy she knew who I was, and responded, “Yes, Mistress Ashley but I’m not a cheerleader I just um.”

“are Mistress Karen’s Bitch as you call her right?” Sabrina chided in.

“I um” I stammered “the truth please pet” ordered Mistress Karen “yes Mistress Karen Mistress Sabrina is correct Mistress Ashley I am Mistress Karen’s Bitch as she puts it and also” I began but my head Mistress interupted “the entire squad’s pussy pleaser any time you feel like getting your pussy’s eaten out Jen here will do it whether she’s ok with it or not right pet?” laughed Karen “always Mistress Karen” I nodded

Karen then informed me, “By the way, the first rumour about you has already hit Gossip Alley.”

“W-w-what? W-what are they saying?” I stuttered, fearing what she would tell me next.

“I hear that you slept with a couple of basketball players in return for the privilege of becoming a PomPom.”

“No, that’s terrible!” I bewailed, tears forming in my eyes.

Karen rubbed my back gently as she chided me sympathetically, “Oh Jenny, get used to it! How many rumours have you heard about me?”

I thought about that and realized I’d heard lots. From the one where she gave blow jobs to our quarterback Aiden Smith before every game, to her sleeping with the hot gym teacher Mr. Parker and his wife, to her spending all last summer in rehab for drug and alcohol abuse. “Lots,” I admitted honestly.

“And trust me, almost none of them are true; we’re the celebrities at the high school. And rumours are like the tabloids, they feed the masses stories, the juicier the better, regardless of whether they’re true or not. People want to live vicariously through us.”

I considered her explanation as I said, “But people will think I’m a slut and im not a Pompom anyway.”

“Well, you just so happen to be one a slut I mean and so am I; but if stories go around about it they won’t have any evidence, so everyone will think it’s just another stupid rumour. And at least people will know who you are,” she said.

Right at that moment Troy Sparks, a 6’3” black basketball player, walked over to us and greeted, “Hi Karen, Hi Jenny.”

I blushed; stunned that the Troy Sparks had any clue who I was. I didn’t even hear the next part of the conversation, but suddenly they were both looking at me waiting for a response. “Sorry, what?” I asked like a confused idiot.

Troy asked me again, “Are you going to the Valentine’s Dance?”

“Oh, no, I don’t go to dances,” I began, until I saw Karen nodding her head yes at me, so I quickly regrouped and said with a sly smile on my face, “but there’s always a first time for everything.”

Troy, all confident, informed me, “Great, so you’ll be my date?”

A slight gasp escaped my lips as I realized that he was asking me to be his date at a major dance. I wanted to say no, but again Karen was nodding her head yes. So reluctantly, very reluctantly, I somehow conquered my shyness and told him, “Sounds great.”

The warning bell rang and Troy said, “Great, I’ll be in touch,” and headed off to whatever class he had.

I stood there stunned as Karen grabbed my hand and teased, “Geez, you really are turning into a whore.”

We arrived at my place and as soon as she parked, she shut the car off and took her keys out. I looked at her with a confused look. She smiled, flipped open her phone and pressed a button. Her free hand moved to my leg as she waited a few seconds before saying, “Hi, Mom. I’m going to stay for supper at Jenny’s house.” A brief pause ensued before she said, “I will, but I won’t be home until ten, we have a lot to practice. Bye Mom, love you.” She flipped her phone closed and said. She then opened her door and got out. She went into her trunk and grabbed a package of stockings before following me into my house.

Mom wasn’t home so we went upstairs to my room. The first thing Karen did was order, “Take my stockings off, my slave.”

I was slightly surprised by this; two days of friendship and no real sexual demands had relaxed me a bit. So I went to Karen, who was sitting on the edge of my bed, and deciding to be a tease, I took off her heels, and then slid my hands all the way up her left leg, slowly, ever so slowly, as Karen uttered a soft moan. I reached the top of her beige thigh high stocking and began to slide it down her leg. But I went gently, with tender care, slowly sliding the stocking off. What could have easily been done in a second took me thirty. When I looked up, Karen had her eyes closed and a pleasant smile. I moved to her right leg and massaged her foot while it was still encased in its stocking. She moaned again, and I surprised her by taking her silk-stocking-covered foot in my mouth. I sucked each toe into my mouth, savouring the salty sweat of her foot. I then slid my tongue up the side of her calf and continued up the back of her leg. My tongue never lost contact with her leg as it slid upwards until I reached the elastic top of the thigh high.

Karen spoke for the first time in several minutes saying, “Fuck, Jenny, you have me soaking wet.”

“Sorry,” I said coyly and with total insincerity.

I slid off the second stocking with as much deliberation and care as I had the first. I then grabbed the stocking package and opened it. I took one red thigh high stocking and slowly draped it onto my beautiful mistress. As the top of the stocking reached its destination near the top of her leg, I then moved my head to her white panty-covered pussy. I stopped just millimetres from her pussy, her sexual aroma escaping through the sheer underwear. I moved my mouth onto her panties for just a second before moving away to reach for the second stocking.

“You are such a tease, you heartless slut,” Karen accused, her breathing a bit heavy.

I smiled but remained silent as I slid a red thigh high up her other leg. I finished and was just moving in for another tease when we heard the front door close downstairs. Startled, I jumped up with lightning speed. Karen just sat there smiling vaguely before eventually standing up. “Think I could seduce your mother?” she asked casually.

“What?” I asked incredibly surprised.

“You heard me,” she said and then repeated, “Do you think I can get your mother between my legs?”

“No way,” I said confidently.

“Want to bet?”

“No,” I said; that would only encourage her to try.

Mom knocked on my door, she always respected my privacy, and I called, “Come in, Mom.”

Mom entered, dressed in her usual business suit, jacket and all, and greeted, “Hi girls. Good to see you again, um...”

“Karen,” Karen said, and walked over to my Mom and gave her a kiss on the cheek before hugging her. My Mom blushed but hugged her back awkwardly. Karen broke the hug and said, “I hope you don’t mind Mrs. Wyatt, but I invited myself for supper so your daughter and I can work on our dance routines before we go to an extra practice at seven.”

“No, not at all,” my mother said and then added, “but I was only going to order pizza, if that’s ok with you ladies.”

Karen answered, the double entendre dripping between each word, “That sounds delicious.”

Mom missed the flirtatious tone and asked, “What kind do you like, Karen?”

“Oh, I like all kinds,” Karen said, still trying to flirt, but somewhat missing the mark.

“OK,” my Mom said and added, “I’ll get a Hawaiian and a double pepperoni.”

“Sounds great,” I said, trying to break the awkwardness of the situation.

My Mom left, and as soon as the door closed, Karen appraised, “She’ll be easy to seduce.”

“How do you figure?” I asked, not seeing it at all.

“Trust me, it will be easy,” Karen said confidently. “Let’s go practise in the living room.”

“Why?” I asked.

“We need more space and I want to make sure your mom gets lots of chances to watch,” Karen said.

“She isn’t, she won’t,” I tried to articulate.

Karen smiled and said, “What? She isn’t a dyke like her daughter? When was the last time she had a man in here?”

I contemplated this and admitted, “Not since Dad died.”

Karen instantly changed her tone from aggressive to caring as she said, “Sorry, I didn’t...”

“No, it’s ok,” I said, “It was five years ago. A car accident. We’re fine now.”

“Oh, sorry,” Karen said, giving me a gentle friendly hug. She held me for what seemed like an eternity. I felt so safe and comfortable within her arms my heart began beating faster. Finally she let go and said, “I’m still going to try and seduce your Mom.”

I don’t know why, but I kinda gave her permission, though she didn’t need it, “OK.”

“I’m going to have her between my legs very soon,” she said confidently.

I doubted she was right, but a part of me, the perverted me that I hadn’t ever even met until last weekend, was curious. Besides, after everything that had begun happening last weekend, I was now happier than I’d ever been in my life, so where’s the harm? “Go for it,” I egged her on.

Karen grinned, grabbed my hand and led me downstairs. We practised a couple dance routines, my mom in and out of the room, until the pizza arrived. We ate as Mom asked Karen a bunch of typical mother questions: What do you want to do when you graduate? Do you have a job? What do you do for fun? Etc., etc ... When dinner was finished, I grabbed the dishes as Mom and Karen went into the living room to watch the news. My Mom always watches the news. I put the few dishes in the dishwasher, grabbed a glass of water and returned to the living room. I suppressed a gasp, barely, as Karen was giving my Mom a foot massage.

Karen smiled up at me, still massaging my Mom’s stocking foot and said, “your Mom had a long day, so I asked if she needed a foot massage.”

My Mom gave me a slightly awkward smile as she said, “And Karen was so nice to offer!”

I sat down on a chair and watched the news, sometimes taking a glimpse at the couch. Karen switched feet and kept massaging. Finally after fifteen minutes, the time now 6:45, Karen said, “Sorry to stop, Mrs. Wyatt, but we’ve got to get our routines done come on Jen lets head upstairs.”

My Mom responded as she stood up, “No problem. I have to go shower anyway.” She paused as she stretched, her large breasts clearly visible through her white blouse since she’d removed the jacket right after getting home, “and please call me Amy.”

Karen smiled, “Ok Amy, thanks for supper.” She then kissed my Mom on the cheek again and gave her another hug, her hand resting half on my Mom’s butt. I shook my head in awe as Karen looked me in the eye and winked. Karen lingered longer than normal hug etiquette allowed, before giving my mother one last kiss on the cheek.

As soon as the door was closed Karen asked me, “So ... still think your Mom can’t be seduced?”

I no longer was sure of anything, but minimised, “That was all harmless.”

Karen shook her head in disagreement as she said, “You’ll see. I’ll have her eating out of my pussy in a week; two, tops.”

“I doubt it,” I said, as Karem sat down on my bed and gestured for me to Kneel on the floor.

“you haven’t had an orgasm, have you without permission have you?”

“No,” I said.

Karen gave an odd look before asking, “Jenny, you’re not lying to me, are you?”

“No,” I lied again, avoiding eye contact.

Karen walked over to me and said, “I think you are, and I don’t appreciate being lied to. I will only ask you one you more time. Did you have a forbidden orgasm?”

“Yes,” I reluctantly admitted, “I’m so sorry Mistress, but submitting to you had me so hot that I masturbated myself to sleep last night.”

“I see,” she said and then just gazed at me for a long time. Think hypnotic cobra. Think terrified, paralyzed rat. Finally she said, in a subdued, deadly tone I’d never heard her use before, “Don’t you ever lie to me again.”

“No, Mistress,” I told Mistress Karen terrefied.

Mistress then ordered, “wait here bitch.” my Mistress left the room briefly and then returned carrying a kitchen chair. She set it down, looked balefully at her pet and then Mistress Karen said with authority, “Sit.”

I obeyed nervously and Mistress karen grabbed my arms and tied them together behind the chair. She then tied each leg to the chair. She then explained, “Jen, your punishment for your disobedience is to watch while I give myself the great pleasure, pleasure you would have experienced yourself if you hadn’t disobeyed me; pleasure that is beyond what you can yet imagine, but you will see.” karen then grabbed a vibrator, turned it on low and wedged it under Karen’s bum. She then ordered sternly, “Don’t you dare cum.”

“No, Mistress Karen,” I replied fearfully.

“Have you ever fucked yourself with one of these?” she grinned “No Mistress”

She led me to the bed, assisted me out of my panties but still wearing my cheerleader’s uniform. She then assisted me onto the bed and had me kneel on all fours, facing her. She knee-walked around behind me and said, “Watch closely, Jen. This could have been you getting to lick and suck my clit. The sensation would have taken you to a level of pleasure that you’ve never experienced nor even imagined. Are you imagining that, pet?”

“Yes, Mistress Karen, I am, and it’s soo frustrating” I groaned.

“Good. Now keep watching.”

I moaned as Mistress Karen’s fake cock slid into her very ready pussy.

Karen placed her hands on hips as she slowly started fucking herself with the seven-inch cock. She asked, “Slave Jenny, how does it feel?” frustrated I answered “Not good” I Scoffed. “Well you took your punishment well were done with this” Karen snickered. “Thank you Mistress” I nodded with a sigh. “However this was just your punishment for disobedience I still need to punish you for lying about it and that’s way more serious” Karen snarled. “Does that mean the punishment will be worse to?” I asked nervous. “Only by a lot” Karen snapped before adding “I’ll fill you in tomorrow morning for now your dismissed” she ordered. “Thank you Mistress” I smiled despite my fear for what tomorrow would bring.

The following morning I woke to a text from Karen school parking lot be there 15 minutes early text me when you get this pet. I did so immediately “yes mistress I’m on my way”. I was just about to climb in my car when my mistress responded “pick us up two coffees on the way” knowing better than to ask who the other coffee was for I stopped near school purchased two americano’s and drove to school what I saw made me gulp Mistress Karen was sat with Mistress Sabrina the last person I wanted to buy anything for “here you are Mistresses” I sighed. “Bout time cheerleading wannabe” scoffed Sabrina. “I suppose you’ll be wondering what your punishment is right Jen?” smirked Karen “yes Mistress Karen” I nodded “well you can be our footstool while we drank our coffee and then I will let you know get down please” she laughed. “Right away Mistress Karen” I could hear both mistresses chatting away as they rested there feet on my back a few minutes later they lifted them off Karen handed me her empty coffee cup and ordered “bin now”. Sabrina was still drinking so I sighed and simply answered “Yes Mistress Karen” I took the coffee cup to the bin and walked back “mine to” Sabrina ordered having just finished I obeyed and when I got back she told me “goood giiirl” in a babyish voice clearly intended to belittle me “so Jen your punishment for lying to your Mistress yesterday is that you will be offering the entire cheerleading squad a free car washing service during practice this adds up to around ten cars total you are to finish mine before class understood?” Karen grinned at me “but I wont have time before I need to get to class” I protested “UNDERSTOOD Jen? dont you dare question me” Karen snapped. “Understood Mistress Karen I’m sorry for talking back” I sighed “if you want to wash mine you’ll have to kneel in front of me at our table during lunch and ask me to spit in your face so the whole squad can hear” Sabrina snickered. “That wasnt the” I began “no if any of the girls have conditions to letting you wash there cars you shall meet them in definitely got it my little pet?” Karen smirked “yes Mistress Karen” i smileed and nodded. “Great now carry my books Jen I have to get to class” Karen laughed “you got it Mistress” I laughed picking up her books I followed behind Karen carrying her books we stopped outside the class when we bumped into another cheerleader named Enid “heh girl” laughed Karen. “Heh Captain do you mind if I use out little pet before class?” she asks gesturing to me “sure oh and by the way Jen will be washing the whole squad’s car’s today as punishment for lying to me so let me know if she doesn’t do a good job with yours’s oh and she cant say no to any conditions you give her in return for being able to wash it so if you need anything else from her today’s the day to really take advantage” Karen exclaimed. “Really? that’s so cool ok Jen if I let you wash my car will you do my homework for a month and buy a box full of chocolates for my boyfriend and let me pretend I bought them myself?” Enid giggled. I looked to Karen “Jen would be more than happy to agree to those terms wouldn’t you Jen?” she smirked at me “of course I would doing your homework for a month and buying some chocolates is no problem Mistress Enid will that be enough for you to let me wash your car?” I asked “hmm yes ok but first my pussy could do with some pleasure come on get your head under my skirt” she giggled. “I got my own books from here but don’t forget Jen you cant go to class until my car is clean so go straight there when Enid is done using you got it?” Karen grinned “yes Mistress” I sighed lifting my head into Mistress Enid’s skirt I lowered her panties and began to tongue her twat “OH HEEELLL yeeah” I could hear her moaning eventually the bell for first class rang Enid shoved me away and laughed “I have to go have fun washing our car’s you nerd oh and same rule Karen gave you applies to mine to I want it washed before you do any classes today license plate 369h lb9 I assume you have enough of a brain to remember that right pet?” she grinned “of course Mistress” I nodded “OOH Mistress I love how that sounds see you round carwash girl hehe” Enid laughed. I made my way back to the parking lot by the time I finished both cars I was mortified to realize I had missed first period it was now break god I was going to be in so much trouble. I got an earful and finally a detention after school for skipping class as soon as I got out of class I texted Karen to explain I wouldnt be able to attend cheer practice to offer my ‘car washing service’ her solution was simple but also dreafull “Most of the squad are already at our table you can ask them here get down here now” I had been on my way to cafeteria anyway Most of the squad turned out to be everyone but Sabrina which to be honest I was a little pleased with but I knew it couldnt last she had after all ordered me to be here so I could bow to her and ask her to spit in my face I was still incredibly nervous about that but at the moment at least I had time before she walked in and began the humiliation most simply agreed but one cheerleader a girl named daphne who seemed to spend a lot of time with Enid (I suspected they were lesbians) smirked and said “ok but only if you wash my cheerleader uniform polish my school shoes and give me a daily foot massage for a week” she smirked “all that for a week? no way daphne” I gasped “WAY and its Mistress Daphne remmember that you call her now apologize pet” Karen snapped “I am sorry Mistress Daphne I would be honored to do those things for you” I lied “you dont have to wash my car Jen I can wash it myself dont worry about me” Ashley said looking uncomfortable “if she dosent want it done does that count as disobeying Mistress Karen?” I asked nervous “yes it counts find a way to convince her” Karen ordered “Karen?” snapped Ashley “what will it take to let me wash your car Mistress Ashley?” I asked nervous “I um well” stammered Ashley but then she paused “all right Jenny I will allow you to wash my car today if you let me wash yours after our cheerleading retreat” Ashley said firmly “you dont have to do that your one of my Mistresses” I countered “well you asked what it will take this is what it will take what’s it to be Jen?” Ashley grinned “I did tell you to obey any conditions you get given for washing the girls cars I suppose this counts” Karen laughed “Ok Ashley its agreed but I wont complain if you change your mind” I insisted “I wont” Ashley said defiantly. This was a tad reassuring but it was short lived Sabrina chose that moment to appear as she stopped in front of me she nodding to the floor the whole table laughed when I got off the chair where I had been sitting and knelt in front of Sabrina without a word Sabrina sat right where I had been crossed her legs and asked “well Jenny what do you want?” Sabrina asked “will you please spit in my face “ asked trembling “Louder bitch” she ordered “will you please spit in my face Mistress Sabrina” I asked a bit louder “that’s better and yes I’d love to pet” Sabrina laughed spitting right in my face I could hear the whole table laughing at me as I turned my head I was crushed to see that my Longterm crush Karen Pepper was snickering under her breath. “may I wash your car later Mistress Sabrina?” I asked “yes as long as you be my footstool first” she laughed “but you said” I began “and Karen said fulfil all conditions of washing our cars and my conditions are that your to be my footrest now get down” Sabrina ordered “Mistress Karen?” I asked “do as your told Jen” she ordered “I mean yes Mistresses” I sighed condemning myself to more then half an hour of Gah Mistress Sabrina’s heavy feet on my back followed by a struggle to wash everyone’s cars in time for class I ultimately failed the last class was coming to an end when I finished washing the last car I made my way to my detention but was stopped by daphne Enid and Sabrina “forgetting something are we Jen?” daphne hissed “I finished the car’s” I answered “well then sit on the floor and get on with my foot massage” Daphne ordered “I would but I have detention” I answered “that dosent sound like what she asked to me did it sound to you like she wanted to about Jenny’s detention Sabrina?” Enid asked “nope where did that come from did you want to know if she was in detention Daphne because I could have sworn a foot massage is all you asked for right?” Sabrina giggled “yes sit on the floor take of my shoes and start my massage Jenny” Daphne laughed “but I need” I began “you need to get to work” Mistress Sabrina ordered pushing me to my knees. “take of my fucking shoe and start rubbing” ordered daphne “OK Mistress” I sighed removing her shoe I began the large arduous task of rubbing her stinky foot I spent over 20 minutes doing it until I made my way into an earful for arriving late for detention. when I came away I was even more nervous then when I went in I had been given another detention for tomorrow but tommorow was when I had the cheerleader retreat I texted Karen to explain the situation her response was simply “leave it with me I will deal with it” I had no idea what dealing with it entailed until I arrived the next day to find the detention monitor with his tongue in Mistress Karen’s ass “ahh there she is does Jenny still have detention mr smith?” Karen smirked at him “no Mistress Karen” he laughed “my books are on his desk carry them like always” Karen ordered “you got it Mistress” I smiled picking them up and followed behind her close to an hour and a half later we were at cheerleading camp Karen gave me an outfit to go get changed into and ushered me towards the bathroom I then, both scared stiff and couldn’t wait, went into the bathroom to discover what Mistress Karen had in store for me. I began opening the bag tentatively and finished quickly with dismay as I saw my outfit. It was a maid’s outfit with black skirt, black thigh highs, four-inch heels, a transparent white blouse and a black patent leather collar with a leash. As instructed, I got completely undressed and put on the subservient (or sub-servant) outfit.