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A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter Seventeen
I took a shower in the poorhouse bathroom and was sitting
on a chair when Mrs. Smith entered the door.
"Wellll, Lindsey. You put on quite a show. I watched
it all from my bedroom. It made me hot too. I may sell
the video to my Bridge and luncheon clubs. What do you
think of that idea, or are you so full of party treats
you are unable to think?"
She was laughing her low sexy laugh as she entered the
pool house bathroom.
"Lindsey, get your ass in here! This is not up to my
standards. It is not clean enough for me or anyone else
of cultured standards. I would not set my ass on that!"
She said as she pointed to the commode.
"Oh well, I guess it is a good thing you are in here.
You may as well be useful. Sit on the floor there. I
hope you have room for some more party treats!" (g)
"Lindsey, don't stare. It is impolite to stare and besides
you have seen me naked before and you certainly seen a
lot of cunts and asses today! Something tells me you will
be seeing more female anatomy. I think you should know I
told Sammi all about your kind. I told her you wanted a
lot more from her than what she was giving you. I told
her you wanted to be used and abused. You were meant to
serve elite persons such as us. I told her she should
never get up to use the toilet when it was inconvenient
for her. That is why we have you. I told her to use you
for everything that when you were used up, we would get
another girl. The poor will always be plentiful. But
don't you worry or concern yourself about trivial matters
like that. You just apply yourself to the fullest of your
abilities and serve me, Sammi, and her friends."
"Tilt your head more and open your mouth wider. Yeah,
like that. That mouth makes me hot. Right now though I
will force myself to think of it as a toilet!" (G)
"Forget all other refreshing pauses, this pause is the
best!" She giggled as she filled my mouth time and time
again with her pee.
"You never have to worry ever again about having an empty
stomach. When you and Sammi play turd transport games, have
you ever though about swallowing. I know you have! Why don't
you. Sammi will love you for it. Lindsey, people like Sammi
and I, and yeah, the Elite Hotties, need someone to serve
them in very demanding roles. It is important to our egos to
know a lesser being is always nearby waiting, eager to
appease our need to use someone. You are that someone. And in
your on way, special. Just now when I urinated in your mouth,
I felt so alive and powerful. Now, I know I am, but you are
here to demonstrate that over and over. Push your tongue in
more, yeah, like that. Just the urination is not going to be
enough for Sammi or me much longer. You are going to have to
raise the bar. I am telling you this now so you can start
thinking about it. What Ashley told you will help, but Lindsey,
I want results quickly."
"Lindsey, you slut, where are you?" Sammi had entered the pool
house?"
"Remember what I told you, Lindsey. Do not disappoint my daughter.
You do everything to please her, I do mean, everything."
Mrs. Smith accented the word everything as she walked out of the
bathroom.
"The slut is in there, sweetheart. Go give her what she craves so
badly. She wants to be used by you. Do not disappoint her. Use the
little bitch. I already told her the toilet was not clean enough
for me to sit on. I know it is not clean enough for you either.
I used her mouth. You do as you want."
"Lindsey, so you are into toilet use now. Well that does not
surprise me. Stay right there on the floor. I have need of you.
(G) I love the way you titled your head at the mere mention of
toilet use. OMG, you are such a slut! Mom has been telling me!
She was right too. Oh well, you have practically begged me to use
you. Does my pee taste delish? You have drunk a gallon of piss in
the last few hours, I bet."
"I like the way you know just what to do. Your tongue feels good
on my pussy. No more toilet paper for me! The tongue of Lindsey
Jones forever!"
"Lindsey, it is time you think of becoming more intimate with me
I need more than what you have been giving. I have the need to
know you are really mine. You say you want to belong to me but
I require more proof. So, I am moving you forward. Put your nose
in my ass. Put your fingers in your cunt and pretend I am shitting
in your mouth. Think about how much you want to and need to please
me. Finger yourself and lick my ass. Run your tongue around in circles
inside my ass hole. Suck on my ass and swallow. You have had my shit
in your mouth before. You know it does not stink. Shit, I bet you
like the taste. Does my ass smell good Lindsey?"
"Yes, it does." I lied.
"Do you like licking my ass, Lindsey?" Sammi whispered low. Her voice
was so sexy.
"Yes, Sammi." I answered, this was not a lie.
"Keep fingering you and licking my ass. Tell me how good my ass
taste. Tell me how much you enjoy serving me in this way. Tell me
how you have dreamed of eating my shit. Tell me you want to be my
full and complete toilet as long as you live. Tell me you want to
always be mine. Tell me you exist only for my pleasure. Beg me to take
a dump in your mouth. Promise me you will eat it. Tell me you want
to chew and swallow my turd. Remind me you were created to serve me."
I whispered all that to Sammi in between licks of her ass. Sammi cooed
softly to me and I strived to say the things she wanted to hear. I
never stopped to think about me. I though only of pleasing Sammi.
Pleasing Sammi no matter the cost.
"Let me know when you are about to explode with ecstasy and I will
help you, slave."
"Oh, now, now now," I screamed.
Sammi farted. It stunk like shit.
"Slowly inhale and hold, Lindsey. Think of eating my shit. Swallow.
Pretend you have crushed a big turd and are swallowing it. Feel it
go down your throat into your stomach. Tell me how erotic this is
to you. Tell me how much you want it all to be real."
"Oh yes, yes, yes, Sammi. I want to be your toilet. I want to do
everything for you. Use me, Sammi! Use me. Make me eat your shit.
I love you Sammi. Please let me serve you!"
I said all of the above and more while climaxing to the awful scent
of Sammi's fart.
Sammi remained seated on my face after I had reached climax. My
thought process was coming from my brain now, not my cunt. I could
still smell Sammi's fart. What have I done? How could I beg to be
used as a toilet and eat anything so terrible. The scent was awful,
plain awful. I have had her turds in my mouth many times. Many times
I spit one out in the commode just before I would have vomited. No
way can I swallow her shit. No one could do such a horrible thing.
I was sure of one thing though. Sammi was going to shit in my mouth
and insist I swallow all of it. Her mom was all for my being used in
such a degrading manner too. In fact I think her mom has urged Sammi
to make a toilet of me. Yeah, Mrs. Smith and that awful Ashley. I
knew I could not think of Mrs. Smith or Ashley that way. It would get
me in trouble with my beloved Sammi. I have to have positive thoughts
of all of them. I could see the future. If I ate Sammi's shit, Mrs.
Smith then Ashley and the Hotties would also use me. They had already
hinted at such. Come to think of it, none of this happened until
Ashley moved on the scene,
I came back to present as Sammi moved her ass on my face. She giggled
then farted again.
"Lindsey, I know how you think my farts don't stink but I think they do.
Be a dear and inhale all of that and hold it. Put your hand just above
your cunt. Push and make circles with it. Dream of eating my shit."
God what was wrong with me. The scent of Sammi's shit was making me hot.
I moistened two fingers with my cum and inserted them. Ohhhh, that felt
so good. Sammi pressed my nose into her ass hole. With each breath I
could smell her shit. I was smelling her shit when I orgasmed. I ran
my tongue in the ass as deeply as it would go. I tasted her shit
when I reached climax. Sammi was so beautiful. I would do anything for
her. Never have I seen anyone nearly as perfect as Sammi. I loved her
deeply. I licked some more and kissed her ass. I kissed it long and
with much love. Sammi farted again and giggled her sexy giggle. I
inhaled all of it and kissed her again.
Sammi's cellie rang and she answered it.
"Hey mom, what's up?" Sammi asked.
"Oh sure, I will send her up. I am through with her for a while anyway."
"Lindsey, mom wants you. I don't think she is pleased. I don't know
what it is about but I advise you, do not make her mad! I think you
had best move very quickly. Mom is not know for her patience,
especially with the help."
Sammi was dialing her cell phone as I walked out the door.
"Lindsey, this will never do. You must learn how to clean my
bathroom. To help you remember take your toothbrush and clean my
shower. I want it spotless too. I took the liberty of lying out
some cleaning clothes for you, they are over there."
She pointed with a long perfectly manicured finger. She was dress
in short shorts and a mini halter. The Shorts were white and the
halter was blue silk. She was awesome and she knew it.
I walked to my clothes. They consisted of a cotton apron which
covered me in front from my neck to my knees. It wrapped around
so my ass was covered unless I move quickly. When I did all of
my ass was exposed.
"Remove everything and put on your cleaning apron. From now on
when you clean, wear nothing but your apron. That way when I see
you dressed in the apron I will know you are cleaning my house.
I am going to be carrying this a lot."
She revealed a short multi stranded whip.
"If I do not think you are doing your best I will hit you a few
times with this to get your mind on your work. If you are going
to stay here with us and live practically like a princess you
will have to pull your weight. I am certain your mom would want
you to help out around here. She is doing a very good job at the
Roberts. Sandra commented just a few minutes ago about how it was
working out and she wanted to know if you were what we wanted. I
told her you were learning a lot. I said I thought you would be
very good in a few years. (G) I even said you have a lot of talent!
That required no explanation! She said your mom was talented too!
I guess it runs in the Jones family! Like mother like daughter!
Oh Lindsey, you are a hoot! Get over here and lick me a few times!"
I was standing there in my new apron staring at Mrs. Smith. What
was she saying about my mom? I was so engrossed in my thoughts that
I did not move when she ask me to lick her.
"Lindsey, child, what is wrong with you? Where is your brain today?
Get your ass over here before I strap it really good!"
I went to her and began licking her cunt. She pulled my head tightly
to her crotch and began humping my face. When was smearing her cum
all over my face with her round and round gyrations.
"Ohhhhh, Lindsey, Lindsey! Your tongue is soooo gooood." She screamed
as she climaxed.
She sits quietly on my face as I licked and sucked her clean.
"Mrs. Smith, what were you telling me about my mom? I have not spoken
with her in a couple days. Is she all right?"
"Sure she is, Lindsey. Since the Roberts bailed her out, that is."
"What do you mean bailed her out?"
"You did not know, did you? I guess not. See she owed money on her
trailer house and could not make the payments. Dr. Roberts bought
the mortgage and was allowing her to work it off. They quickly
decided he would rent out the trailer and your mom would move in
with them. The whole family adored her services. Traci said your
mom's tongue was the most talented but yours was longer. Sammi
and I am visiting the Roberts tomorrow. We will have a comparison
then. If your mom is more talented than you, she is good at eating
pussy. Traci hinted that she had already taken a dump in your mom's
mouth. We really must move your training forward Lindsey. You can
be so good for Sammi and me. We like you’re doing special things for
us and we also like doing things to you. You were meant to serve.
I am glad you chose us. We will strive to make your life as
fulfilling as we can. If we neglect to do enough to you, tell us
you want to serve us in additional ways. Do not be bashful about
your desires to please Sammi or me. You will not embarrass us. We
understand your need to serve and be used by ladies of our position."
"Wellll, you have left your mouth there so long that I have to go pee.
You do like our pee, don't you?" (g)
I heard my voice say, "Yes Your Highness." I heard her giggle again
as her pee flowed into my mouth. It was hot and had that terrible
piss taste. I looked up at Mrs. Smith. Her upper lip curled up at the
corner of the right side of her mouth. She looked down at me as if
I were sub human although I know she did not think that, not really
anyway.
"Lick me Lindsey. You have work to do. You can not enjoy me all day.
I know you love the taste of my pee. But if you miss a drop or two
they will fall in my pants. You will get them when you mouth wash
my undies!"
With that she pushed my head away from her crotch.
"Go, get to work with your toothbrush on my tub and shower. Oh, yeah,
clean my sink with your brush to."
I got my toothbrush and went to work on her tub and shower although
they looked clean to me. I had been cleaning about ten minutes when
she entered.
"Don't let me interrupt your cleaning. Don't mind me at all! (g)
She sat on the commode and began to take a dump. My face was near
the commode while I cleaned the outside of her tub. She pitched
a large bath towel over my head and the commode and continued to
shit.
'It is alright if you finger yourself, Lindsey. In fact, I insist
you do. Think of how you would like to put your head in my commode
when I finish and eat all of it. Imagine how it would feel as you
swallowed it. I know you would love the taste as much as you like
the scent of our shit. Think of serving as mine and Sammi's full
and complete toilet. Have our shit on your mind when you climax.
Don't climax until you tell me though. I have something very special
for you. Keep fingering yourself. It is alright. I give you
permission, Go for it Lindsey. Fight off the climax. Are you ready
for your surprise"?
"Oh yes, Your Highness, yes!"
"Easy, Lindsey, don't rush it. Some things are better if they come
slowly."
"Here is your surprise. Look at me."
With that she was off the commode and had her ass in my face.
Lick my ass, swallow the shit as you climax. Go for it Lindsey.
Hold back nothing. Worship my ass as it was meant to be worshipped.
I climaxed with one of her turds that had not fallen on its way to
my stomach. I came harder than I ever did in my life. I felt so
erotically intense. I was so alive. I can not explain it. I licked
her ass out with gusto. I orgasmed again while tonguing out her
rosebud.
I came down from my high and withdrew my tongue from her ass. I
felt ashamed. What had I just done? I had the taste of her shit in
my mouth. It seemed I could taste it all the way down my throat
into my stomach. How big was the turd I swallowed? Small I hoped.
I thought I could feel it in my stomach. It appeared to be getting
larger. I felt it as it came up my throat. I got my head over her
commode just in time to vomit. I reached for the flush button.
"No! You are not permitted to flush! I am embarrassed!"
She threw the towel over my head. It draped to the floor.
"You make it seem you do not like my shit. That was something my
gorgeous bod prepared for you Lindsey. It was a gift. People who
are striving to learn culture do not start by treating a gift in
such a manner. Tell me how good my shit taste. Tell me how good
it smells. Tell me you want to eat all of it next time."
She kicked my ass with the toe of her shoe.
"Talk slut or I will never allow you access to my vagina again."
"I am sorry Your Highness. I did not want to vomit. I feel
honored to lick your magnificent ass. Please let me do it again
the next time you need it. I will try not to vomit. I just need
training. I want to serve you and Sammi. Help me to reach higher
limits."
"O.K. If you are really sincere. If not, you can go to the Roberts
with your mom. I doubt if Traci will be so understanding though.
She said the first time; her mom had to use a whip on your mom to
prepare her for toilet use."
"I must punish you though. Take your head out of the toilet. Dip
your toothbrush in a big turd. Make all stay on your toothbrush
you can. UUUUUUU, yeah, like that."
Her nose was flared, her lips were pursed. She looked like she
was viewing a dead skunk. The skunk may have smelled better.
"Brush your teeth, Lindsey. Place your head over the commode and
brush your teeth. Brush them good. Swallow. (g) Do not spit."
"If you vomit this time, all the time you are over the stool I
will beat your ass with my whip. You must learn to perform.
Sammi and I are going out of the country for a couple weeks.
Public bathrooms in foreign countries are filthy. We are taking
you along. If you expect to hang with us, you must be able,
willing, and available!" (g)
"Sammi wants to take Traci with us. She and Traci are becoming
very close. Traci is in Sammi's class, well almost. I do approve
of her. Don't look so sad, Lindsey. I approve of you too. just
in a different way. Everyone has their place. You have searched
for yours and have been lucky enough to find it, with Sammi's
help, of course."
"Clean my bathroom good now. Save the commode for last. I want
you to enjoy the scent for a few hours. Play with yourself all
you wish, as long as you fantasize about being our toilet!" (g)
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