Be a good kitty

You sneak a quick peek at the camera before looking up at Becky with a mock innocent face, you effect a slight British accent and say “Please Miss may I have some more?”

Quirking an eyebrow for the camera she replies “Well, seems like our little cheerslut’s a naught lill’ Dickens.”, then she turns back to you, “All right Janeie, you’re about to go from teaching English lit to majoring in licking slit.” As she says this she cups the back of your head with one hand and lowers her pussy onto your mouth. “And don’t worry, I know plenty of girls that’ll be happy to help you with your studies”, she mocks as she begins to rock her hips again, smearing your face with her juices from nose to chin.

As you lay beneath her your hands slide up the back of her legs and cup her toned ass, as you stick out your tongue and desperately try to capture as much of her essence as possible. You’re quickly rewarded for your obedience as Becky uses her grip on your hair to guide your head exactly where she wants it, in essence fucking herself with your face. “Come on cheerslut, move that talented tongue of yours, time put it to use for something besides boring your students to ****.”

You’re about to protest when Becky lets go of your hair, spreads her legs apart essentially doing the splits on your face, forcing your tongue deep inside her pussy. “What you thought all those girls were paying attention because we find that crap interesting, please.” She mocks as she stares into your eyes, “Most of us were just thinking of what you’d look like naked. Mandy even has a whole sketch book full of slutty outfits she wants to make for you.”

Becky leans back and laughs as you take in large gulping breaths both in shock at the revelation at what she’s told you and after her nearly smothering you with her wet pussy. “She’s even the one who designed your leash and collar”, she informs you tugging on said leash, “as a matter of fact why don’t you thank her like a good cheerslut”, Becky orders puling you up by the leash and making you kneel on the bed facing the camera.

You blush furiously, as you see your reflection in the mirror behind the camera. Your face glistens with Becky’s pussy juice from the bridge of your nose to your chin, the tastefully understated grey eye shadow and mascara you had worn to classes that day has run, your pink lips are swollen and puffy from being ridden so forcefully by your teen mistress, your lustrous red hair is a wild mess, and topping your slutty disheveled look off is your collar with the leash dangling between your breasts held by the smirking cheerleader kneeling behind you. Casting your eyes down toward the bed you whisper just loud enough for the camera to hear, “Thank you for designing the pretty leash and collar my mistress gave me Mandy.”

“Good girl Janeie slut”, Becky praises you as she press herself against your back and begins to massage your breasts, making sure to stroke your nipples making them nice and hard for the camera. “And as a special thank you you’re gonna let Mandy dress you up in anything she wants. Although I have to say that I’m dying to see how you look in the slutty new cheerleader uniform design she’s been working on. Maybe we’ll even have you cheer with us at the games. Imagine that, wearing something even tinier than our current uniform and cheering in front of all your students, we might not even let you wear any panties or spankies”, she laughs. “Maybe if one of the volleyball girls asks nicely I’ll let them play with you too. Now that I think about it, it might be fun to watch one of those tall strong girls, with those long sexy legs drag you back to the locker room in a cheerleader uniform pick you up and pin you against the lockers and fuck you like the little cheerslut you are.”

Becky’s story elects a whimper from you. The idea that she plans to share you not only not only with the rest of the girls on the cheer squad but the volleyball team , and who knows who else is both unsettling and arousing in equal measure. “Oh god” you moan as one of her hands trails down your body and begun to tease your pussy as she’s been talking. Inwardly your mind is a mess “What’s happening to me? Why am I letting this girl do this to me, treat me like her little pet to be shared with whoever she wants? What would Taylor or April think of me? April was really pushing for me to coach the squad did she know what they were planning? Did she have something to do with this? If Becky’s planning on sharing me with the volleyball team which one is she likely to give me to?” You’ve had some of the volley girls in your class and you can’t help but imagine being dressed like a cheerleader and brought to their locker room and **** to your knees and made to pull down those tight uniform shorts they wear and having them grabbing your hair and thrusting their pussies against your mouth, making you lick them until they came all over your face. Then there’s the fact that she’s willing to let Mandy use you as a life size Barbie doll. After seeing some of the outfits the other cheerleader has worn to class, and the fact that she designed the leash and collar you’re wearing now, you shudder to think what she has in store for you.

“Can you picture it Jane,” Becky’s voice is thick with arousal in your ear, “is that why you’re all wet again?” she asks as she slides a finger into your steamy little cunny as she tugs on your leash, pulling your head back. “She was right you really have been a sheltered little closet slut who was ripe for the taking”, she chuckles as she licks your neck and slides a second finger into your pussy making your hips buck involuntarily.

“Oh fuck!”, you gasp. “Who…who….said….” you try and ask but Becky’s talented fingers are making it hard to think as they start to slide in and out of your cunny and crook in that come-hither motion hitting just the right spot to turn your brain to mush.

“Uh uh, spoilers”, Becky teases as she nips your neck playfully. “Now since you’ve been such a good little cheerslut and done everything your mistress told you I think you deserve a treat”. She then pushes you forward so that you’re on your hands and knees as she continues to play with your pussy leaving you in a state of agonizing bliss. “I think I know just the thing….”, she says reaching into her bag, “ahh yes here we are.”