Focus On Cheerleader Barbie

She started to list all the reasons she believes she should be made the sorority President. Her grades, her popularity and her cuteness. Personally only one of those mattered to me but I wanted more.

"Cheerleader Barbie, that's all fine and dandy but I need a little more from the president." I said baiting her.

"I'll do anything. Whatever your want from me sir." She pleaded

To her surprise I reached my hand over and started groping her ass under her skirt.

Before she could react I spoke. "The President of The Sorority must be a resemblance of the Barbies we want to make at Barbie University. Pretty, obedient, and mindless Bimbos. Can I trust you to be that? Being a cute Submissive bimbo for me and to show the others how to act?" I ask as I remove my hand and wait for her response.