Date: Wed, 13 Aug 2003 12:17:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: flaborn1957@yahoo.com
Subject: Cheerleaders Controlled

The 7 girls all ran low behind a hedge as they approached the quiet house
at the end of the street.  It was quite a sight as all 7 girls were all
cheerleaders at Hampton High School and they all had their uniforms on.
The house they were heading for belonged to the principal, the hated bitch
principal, Ms. Lansing.

It was because of tradition that the girls were here.  Homecoming was in 2
days and the cheerleaders had always toilet papered Ms Lansing's house
during the week before the game.  It never failed to piss off the big bitch
and no one had ever been caught, at least as far as the newest girl of the
group knew.  Her name was Angie Medina.

Angie was only a sophomore so it was very unusual for her to be on the
varsity cheer squad which normally was for juniors and seniors.  Angie was
on the squad basically because EVERY single boy in the school had written
her name in when the students voted on the squad for the year.  Oh yes, and
quite a few of the girls voted for her too.

The reason why every boy voted for her was because Angie was one of the
most beautiful girls you could ever imagine.  Her mom was from Colombia and
her dad was a mixture of French and German.  The result was that Angie was
combination of the best that those peoples all in one luscious package.
Her hair was a dark honey blonde, her skin was flawlessly olive, and her
body sweetly curvaceous with medium-sized breasts.  But her face was the
best of all.  Stunningly beautiful to the point that grown men would
stutter and stammer in the presence of the 15-year-old girl.

As the girls approached the house, the captain, Stacy Jones, motioned for
everyone to get down and be quiet.  Then she pointed to the girls one at a
time and then one of the trees in the front yard of Ms Lansing's house.
Then, the girls crept from their hiding place and went to work.  Within 10
minutes, the every tree in the front yard was totally covered with toilet
paper.  As each girl ran out of paper, they returned to their hiding spot
at the edge of the yard.

Once they were all there, Stacy pulled 2 more rolls from a bag she had been
carrying.  She looked at the older girls of the squad as she held them up.
Unfortunately, Angie missed the small wink from Stacy to the other girls.

"Those of you who have been here before know what these are for and WHO
they are for," she whispered.

"Damn right we do!  The big tree in the back!" several of them whispered.

Angie looked over the roof and could see a huge tree in the backyard that
was visible even in the darkness.  She turned back to the girls as she
realized that someone was going to paper that tree.

"That tree is huge!  But who is gonna do it?" she asked.

Stacy smiled at her devilishly.

"That tree is for you baby girl.  It's a tradition for the youngest girl of
the squad to do that tree.  It means you're really a part of the squad to
do it and not get caught."  Stacy told her.

Angie didn't notice that the other girls all were giving each other knowing
glances.  If she had seen them, maybe she would have backed out of this
little rite of passage.  But she didn't see, so she took the paper from
Stacy.

"Thats a good girl Angie.  You can get into the backyard thru that gate
over there." Stacy whispered.

As Angie began to creep that way, Stacy grabbed her arm.

"Angie...one last thing....IF you get caught, you have to swear that you
won't tell on us.  Promise right now," she said to Angie sternly.

The young girl looked at all of them.

"I won't, I promise."

"Good girl, now get going and we'll watch the front," Stacy said as she
patted the girl on her sweet ass and sent her on her way.

One of the girls leaned to Stacy after Angie was gone.

"Does she have any idea what is up for her tonite?"

"None.  I almost feel sorry for her, setting her up for that bitch Lansing.
But, we had to do it otherwise we'd all have been kicked off the squad for
one reason or another.  That bitch Lansing does whatever she wants to us."

"Yeah, but we've all been thru this.  It's a pretty big surprise at first,
but the old bitch has a way with her hands."

Stacy looked at the other girl.

"You sound like you enjoyed yourself!"

"Well...yeah....it was pretty exciting I have to say.  And when she went
down on me, omigod, I think I screamed."

Stacy shook her head.

"You are fucked up Lucy.  I hated every minute that the bitch touched me.
I hated that she stripped me and touched my body.  I hated that she used
her mouth on me and actually chewed on my nipples.  And I hated when she
shoved her fat tongue into my pussy."

"I know, I know.  Jeez, like how many times have you told me that.  But
wasn't it kind of exciting to be kind of helpless and at her mercy?
Omigod, when she first caught me doing this 2 years ago, it was out there
in the backyard where Angie is going.  I still remember how she grabbed me
so tight and pulled my panties off right out there in the open.  I think I
came as soon as her finger went into me."

"Lucy, are you dense or something?  I was there with you.  She caught both
of us at the same time.  I was scared out of my mind!  I was trying to hide
in the bushes and I watched everything she did to you.  I still remember
how she called me to come out.  How she threatened to have me expelled.
And the only way to get out of it was to let her take me too. I admit
though, even though I was desperate to get away, she did make me cum. She
always makes me cum.....the bitch."

Lucy smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.  She knew that Stacy
really enjoyed being fucked by Ms Lansing, she just would never admit to
it.

Stacy saw the small smile on Lucy's face and knew that her friend knew she
was lying.  Lucy was right, it was incredibly exciting to be in Ms
Lansing's control.  If Lucy only knew how many times Stacy had been to this
house and to the hotel that Ms Lansing used, Lucy would just shit.  Stacy
loved to be taken and Ms Lansing had obliged her many, many times.  In
fact, she could feel herself getting wet at the thought of it.

The 2 girls watched as Angie disappeared around the side of the house.  And
then, just a few seconds later, a small light came on right in the front
window of the house.  Stacy and Lucy could see Ms Lansing standing there
and they both realized she had been watching them all along.  Seconds
later, the light went back off and she disappeared.  The two girls looked
at each other with more than a little bit of excitement.  As their eyes
went back to the house, Lucy reached out to hold Stacy's hand.

Angie had crept to the back of the house and took a quick look around.  It
was very, very dark and she could barely make out anything at all.  She
crept out to the middle of the yard and started to throw the toilet paper
over some branches on the big tree.  After 5 or 6 throws, she moved to the
other side of the yard next to a thick hedge and unrolled some paper to
make her next throw.

As she put her arm back to throw, someone grabbed her arm and knocked the
paper from her hand.  She was so startled, she hardly had a chance to react
before a strong arm went around her waist and a hand went over her mouth.
Whoever it was pulled her back against themself and held her tightly.

"Well, well, well, Who do we have here?" a deep, almost manly voice asked.

Angie was instantly terrified.  It was Ms Lansing and Angie knew she was in
deep trouble now.  She had been caught by the school principal.  She tried
to speak, but the big hand over her mouth kept her quiet.

"Miss Medina, now just what do you think you are doing trespassing on my
property and vandalizing my house?"

Angie tried to speak again. She wanted to say she wasn't vandalizing
anything.  It was just a prank, surely Ms Lansing would understand.  But
still she was kept silent.

"Miss Medina, perhaps you are aware that my house has been vandalized every
year like this.  I've never been able to catch the culprits before, but now
I have you.  I'm going to make you pay for all the damage of the past 8
years that has gone unpunished."

Angie reached up with one hand and pulled at the hand over her mouth,
moving it down enough so she could speak.

"Ms Lansing, please, I'm sorry.  It was just a prank. This is the first
time I have ever done this to anyone.  Please, you have to believe me."
Angie begged.

"I have no interest in your pathetic excuses Miss Medina.  I'm taking you
into the house and calling the police."

Before Angie could say more, the hand went back over her mouth and Ms
Lansing began to roughly push her towards an open back door.  She was
pushed thru the door into some kind of back entryway that was almost pitch
black.  Angie heard the door shut behind her and the lock was thrown.  The
hand over her mouth loosened again.

"Now Miss Medina, I want no trouble from you.  You are my prisoner and I
will be calling the authorities to come and arrest you."

"Ms Lansing PLEASE," Angie pleaded, "it was just a joke.  I can clean it
all up right now I swear!"

"Miss Medina, as I told you, this has gone on for years and I'm going to
see that you are punished to the fullest extent of the law."

"NO PLEASE!  Please don't do that.  I'm begging you, my parents will kill
me.  I'll make this up to you Ms Lansing.  Serious, I'll do whatever you
want me to do. Just please don't call the police."

There was a long pause and Ms Lansing's grip on the girl loosened a bit.
Angie had a spark of hope that perhaps she could get out of this a bit.

"You say you will do whatever I want.  Thats an interesting offer Miss
Medina.  Perhaps there is something you can do for me, or more correctly,
something I can do to you."

Angie wasn't quite sure for a moment what that last comment meant, but just
for a moment.  Suddenly, the hand that was around her waist found the
bottom edge of her sweater and pushed underneath.  She felt the hand on her
smooth stomach as it moved slowly over her skin.  She tensed as she felt
her bra being pushed up and the hand grope one of her firm breasts.  Angie
realized exactly what Ms Lansing meant now and she felt a new kind of
terror that was somehow mixed with a strange excitement that she didn't
quite understand.

"Please Ms Lansing, what are you doing?  You can't do this.  I'm a girl, I
have a boyfriend, please let me go!"

"Miss Medina, may I call you Angie?  Of course I can.  Angie, I could care
less about any of that.  I have caught you vandalizing my house and I
should be calling the police.  But I will forgo that option and give you
one way out of this.  Do you want to hear that option?"

Angie was still for a moment because she knew what was to come.  She nodded
her head.

"You will become my property Angie.  You will now belong to me in every
way.  When I call for you, you will come to me immediately.  And you will
submit to whatever I want from you."

As she spoke, the big dyke had been slowly fondling Angie's breasts under
her sweater.  Angie was trying to squirm, but could not get free.  Being
here in the darkness of this little room, the excitement of sneaking around
outside, the terror she felt being caught, and now the realization that Ms
Lansing wanted to make her submit to her was making Angie's mind race at
100 miles per hour.  But she was still aware of herself enough to notice
that her pussy was starting to feel wet.

"No Ms Lansing, Please don't do this to me.  I can't do this.  Please let
me go."

"I can't do that Angie.  It's either my way or the police. You decide."

There was a long, long silence as Angie tried to decide her fate.  The
hands on her breasts were so distracting.  They pulled at her nipples and
squeezed her.  Why was she getting wet?  She could not understand it.

She started to speak several times, but every time she opened her mouth,
the hands would squeeze her breasts and press her back into her captor.
And somehow, she was not quite so scared anymore, she almost was feeling
aroused and that did nothing but confuse her more.

"I'll do what you want Ms Lansing.  Just please don't call the police."
Angie whispered.

"Thats a good girl Angie.  I do have to tell you, I've been wanting to
taste you since the first day I saw you at school.  I'm so glad that the
other girls brought you here to me"

She had been tricked!  Stacy and Lucy had tricked her!  They knew that Ms
Lansing was going to do this to her and they led her here to be caught.
But there was nothing she could do about it now.  She was helpless now.
She HAD been caught and she had to do whatever Ms Lansing wanted.  And it
was obvious that Ms Lansing wanted HER!

She felt Ms Lansing's hands grab the bottom of her sweater and pull it up
and over her head.  Then she felt the clasp of her bra being released and
that was gone too.  She could tell in the darkness that the large woman had
knelt down and then she felt the woman's hands pull at the waistband of her
panties from under her skirt.  In a moment, her panties were down her legs
and Ms Lansing held her as she stepped out of them.  The beautiful young
girl was now in just her skirt and shoes.

"Mmmmmmmmm" the big dyke purred into Angie's ear, " I'm gonna love doing
you.  Now lets go inside and get more comfortable shall we."

Ms Lansing reached behind Angie's head and grabbed a handful of her tossled
hair.  She held it just firmly enough to control the slender girl, but not
so hard as to hurt her.  She reached into the darkness with the other hand
and opened a door that went into the main part of the house.  As the dyke
had left all the lights off inside too, it was only slightly brighter and
only due to the faint light that was coming from street lights outside.

She guided Angie inside and shut the door behind them.  She stopped for a
moment to take a good look at the beuatiful teenage that was now her
possession.  It was the first time she had seen the girl in such a state of
undress.  She felt an urge of excitement as she slowly looked at every inch
of the girl's body.  And she reveled in her good fortune.  She had tasted
the other cheerleaders many times before, but this girl was so much more
exquisite than all of them.  And since she was only a sophomore, she had 3
years to look forward to.

As she stood there a thought occurred to her.  She reached to the wall and
flicked a switch that turned on the small light at the front window.  She
leaned close to the girl's ear and whispered to her.

"Dear Angie, I just wonder if your friends are still outside.  Let's find
out shall we?"

She guided the girl slowly towards the front window, still holding Angie's
hair firmly.

"God Lucy," Stacy said, "it's been a fucking half hour!  Do you think the
bitch has caught Angie yet?"

Lucy didn't answer.

"Lucy?  Hey Lucy.  What are you looking...Omigod!"

Stacy looked at the front of the house as Lucy was doing.  She could also
see the faint light inside.  And to the back of the room they could see,
they could just barely make out 2 figures slowly moving forward into the
light.  They watched for at least a minute as the figures slowly came close
to the window.  Finally, they both could see that Angie had indeed been
caught.  They could see that the dyke had partially stripped her.  They
both watched as the dyke pushed Angie more and more into the light so that
they too could see her exquisite body.

Stacy and Lucy both just stared at her.  The both of them had seen Angie as
she dressed in the lockerroom before and they knew she was stunningly
beautiful for such a young girl.  But now, seeing her partially stripped as
she was and obviously the prisoner of Ms Lansing, both of the older girls
could not deny the arousal that began in them.

Their eyes never left the window as they watched Ms Lansing raise a hand up
to Angie's bare stomach.  She gently massaged the girl knowing full well
that Stacy and Lucy were outside watching.  Before the night was over, she
fully intended to have all three girls for herself.

Her hand rose ever so slowly until she could gently cup one of Angie's ripe
young breasts.  She fondled the girl gently for several moments before
reaching to the other breast and fondling it as well.

Angie was vaguely aware that she was almost nude.  Thru the haze of arousal
she felt, she could see that she was standing in front of a large window.
She felt the wonderful warmth of Ms Lansing's hand on her bare breasts.
But still, she knew she was in the wrong place and what was happening could
not, should not happen to her.

"Ms Lansing please," the girl whispered, "please let me go.  You can't do
this to me.  I've never done this.  Please."

The big dyke smiled to herself as she reached down and yanked the girl's
short skirt from her.  Then her hand went straight to the girl's pussy.

"But Angie, I don't understand.  If you don't want to have me take you, why
is your sweet little pussy so wet."

And the women made sure Angie new she was wet because she brought her hand
to Angie's face and drew 2 wet fingers over Angie's lips.  Almost
involuntarily, Angie reached out with her tongue to taste her own juice.

Outside, Stacy and Lucy watched and both of them let out small moans as
they watched the dyke seduce the young cheerleader.  Stacy tore her eyes
away for a moment as she looked at Lucy.

"Lucy, we've got to get away from here.  Come on.  Let's go right now!" she
whispered.

"No.  No Stacy, I'm staying.  I'm going inside.  I belong to Ms Lansing
just as Angie does now.  I want her to have me.  I want her to fuck me.
I'm going inside."

"Lucy NO!  Please!  We've got to get out of here right now."

"No Stacy.  You don't understand at all do you?  I belong to her.  I've
been hers for a long time.  And you have too!  You know that you crave the
way she controls you and makes you her possession.  You just won't admit
it.  Now get out of the way."

Lucy pushed passed Stacy as she headed up the sidewalk towards the door.
The big dyke saw her coming and stepped to the door to open it slightly.
Then she returned to Angie's side to continue fondling the slender girl's
body.  She watched as Lucy slowly came thru the door.  Lucy started to
close the door behind her, but the big dyke stopped her.

"Don't close it my lovely, she'll come inside.....eventually."

Then as she turned Angie towards Lucy, "Come and taste this one."

Stacy sat very still outside as she now could see Lucy come into the dim
light.  She could see that Ms Lansing still was holding Angie by her hair.
And she could see Lucy slowly approaching the younger girl.  She could see
Lucy's hands rising to each side of Angie's face to hold it softly.  She
watched as Lucy slowly pressed into the sweet girl and gently pressed her
lips to Angie's.  Stacy could hardly stand it.  She fought desperately to
fight the arousal she felt, but deep inside she knew it was a losing cause.
She could not leave because she knew that Ms Lansing, despite being as big
and ugly as she was, had control of her and Lucy and now Angie too.  All 3
of them now belonged to her.

Stacy slowly rose from her hiding spot and began to walk slowly to the
door.  She watched thru the window as Lucy kissed slowly down Angie's neck
until her lips reached the young girl's breasts. Then she saw Lucy's arms
go around Angie's waist as she pulled the young girl to her and up so that
she could suck a sweet nipple into her mouth.  Lucy's mouth opened as wide
as she could as she pulled firm breast flesh into her mouth.  Stacy could
tell that Angie was totally overwhelmed now and was reaching out to Lucy to
pull herself into the older girl.

Then Stacy noticed that Ms Lansing was looking directly at her and
motioning for her to come inside.  She stared at the woman and thought
about what had happened to her in the past 2 years.  She was a very pretty
17 year old, one of the most popular in school, she could have any
boyfriend she wanted.  But instead, she was the lovely possession of the
school principal to be used as the principal pleased.  And as she thought
of this, the same arousal as always became stronger and stronger until she
knew she would go inside and let her body be taken again.

Stacy climbed the front steps and opened the door as Ms Lansing came to
her.  The big dyke wasted no time as she immediately took hold of the
girl's sweater and pulled it over her head.  The girl's lacy bra was the
next to go.  Then the woman pushed close to the girl's sweet body.

"Hello Stacy, I'm so glad you came to join us.  Maybe it's time to show
your friends what you like to wear for me."

Stacy turned to the woman, concern on her face at first, but after a few
moments.....submission.

She turned her back to the larger woman who then pulled her arms behind
her.  Handcuffs went on her wrists first before the woman pulled her back
against her, kissing her ear as large hands went to the girl's ripe
breasts. She fondled the girl for several minutes before returning to
dressing Stacy as she wanted her.

The woman pulled a large collar out of a drawer and wrapped it around
Stacy's neck firmly latching and locking it with a small padlock.  Next, a
leash was attached and the dyke wrapped the end of it around her fingers
several times.  She pulled the now helpless cheerleader to her as her hands
lifted the girl's short skirt.  Fat fingers pushed under the hem of the
girl's panties and found the girl's wet pussy.

"Mmmmmmmmm, you always get so wet Stacy.  I can't wait to push my tongue
inside you and savor your taste."

Stacy moaned as she felt the woman's fingers tease her sex.

"But first, maybe you should get acquainted with your young friend.  Lucy,
bring Angie over here."

Lucy reluctantly pulled her mouth away from Angie's now swollen breasts.
The two girls looked into each others eyes as Lucy used one hand to massage
her saliva over Angie's breasts.  Then she moved behind the younger girl
and guided her to Ms Lansing.

"I think these 2 girls need to get close.  Lucy hold her arms behind her
please."

Lucy held Angie as she was told as Ms Lansing pushed Stacy forward.  The 2
nearly nude cheerleaders bodies came together as bare breasts pushed
against bare breasts.  The big dyke moved Stacy from left to right so that
her breasts rubbed back and forth against Angie's.  She watched Angie's
face as the young girl watched Stacy's breasts massage against her own.

"What is happening?  Why are you doing this?" Angie said.

Who she was speaking to was not totally clear.  But Lucy was the one to
answer as she reached around the girl and took her nipples between her
fingers.

"Isn't it obvious Angie?  Stacy and I belong to Ms Lansing.  When she wants
us, we must submit to her.  And now you belong to her too.  Your body is
hers and she will give you so much pleasure as she takes pleasure for
herself."

The younger girl moaned as Lucy pinched her nipples and pushed her that
much harder against Stacy's breasts.

Ms Lansing was content to watch the 2 now sweating girls strain against
each other for several minutes before she came up with a new idea.

"Lucy, I have a wonderful idea.  Stacy has been the cheer captain for 2
years.  Perhaps its time for you to exert some authority.  Are you
interested?"

Lucy smiled her answer as she looked at Stacy with lust.

"I thought so," said Ms Lansing as she reached into a drawer and removed
some sort of thing that had a belt attached.  Once Ms Lansing handed it to
her, she saw exactly what it was -- a strap-on dildo.

She held it up for Stacy to see.  The girl's eye were wide as she looked at
the thing.

"Lucy, please don't use that thing on me.  I....I'm....still a virgin."

Ms Lansing laughed out loud.

"Well well!  It appears that that will change very soon!" she said.
Turning to Lucy, she went on, "I want you to fuck her good Lucy.  I want to
watch her cum and cum and cum."

She guided Stacy to the dining room table that was across the room.  She
had the girl place her ass against one edge of the table and then stretched
her handcuffed arms behind her towards the far edge.  She used a small
bungee cord that she attached to the cuffs to keep Stacy pulled back across
the table.  Then she walked over in front of the helpless girl and began to
remove her skirt.  It passed quickly down her slender legs and dropped on
the floor.  Then she pulled a pair of scissors from her pocket and slowly
cut the girl's panties off of her.  Stacy was now totally nude and
stretched across the table in the most exquisite and helpless fashion.

Ms Lansing stood behind Angie rubbing the girl's shoulders and arms as they
watched Lucy get ready to fuck her best friend.  Lucy moved in front of
Stacy and guided the tip of the dildo to Stacy's steaming sex.  She teased
the girl by brushing the tip very gently against the girl's most sensitive
spot.  Stacy looked from the dildo up to Lucy's face and back several times
as she realized she was going to be taken.

"Lucy, please don't hurt me."

Lucy looked up at her and said "Don't worry" just as she pushed the thing
deep into her friends pussy.  She wrapped her arms around Stacy's back as
she began to slowly pump her best friend.

"I've always wanted to fuck you Stace and now I'm going to be sure to fuck
you good," Lucy said to her.

Ms Lansing marveled at the sight of her 2 captives as they fucked on her
table.  And she noticed that young Angie could not take her eyes from it.
She smiled at this as her hands roamed further and more eagerly over the
slender girl's body.  she knew that the girl was so totally aroused, she
would do anything that the big dyke wanted.

She let Angie stand alone as she went back to her little drawer of goods
and pulled out a length of coarse rope.  Then she went over to the table
and reached across it from behind Stacy.  She began to rap the rope around
the helpless girl's breasts and pulling it tight.  The coarseness of the
rope was such that it was like having hundreds of small spines push against
the girl's tender skin.  The dyke wrapped it around the girl 3 times and
then made a loop in the back that she pushed her hand into.  By then
turning the loop, she could make the rope tighten even further against
Stacy's breasts.  And as she did so every few seconds, the helpless girl
would moan as she squirmed and twisted trying to get free.

"This is so totally exquisite girls.  I don't think I've ever had any of
you as totally helpless as you are now Stacy.  I might just have to fuck
you like this more often.

After several minutes of torturing the girl with the rope, she took her
hand from the loop and put Lucy's hand in.  Now Lucy was able to torture
the girl's breasts as she fucked her mercilessly.

It was then that Ms Lansing turned her attention back to Angie.  She walked
to the girl and took her hand as she led her to a couch.  Then, she quickly
finished stripping the girl completely, dispensing with the girls skirt and
panties in mere seconds.  Once again, she reached into her secret drawer
and removed another strap-on dildo which she fastened around herself.

She fluffed up some pillows on the couch and made herself a place to sit
right in middle. Then she quickly stripped off her own clothes, showing her
flabby body to Angie for the first time. Finally, she guided Angie to her
knees on one side of her and held her by the waist.

"I'm going to fuck you now Angie.  I want you on my cock."

"But I've never...I...." the girl whispered.

"Sshhhh.  I won't hurt you sweetheart.  Come now, put your leg over me,"
she said as she guided the girl to stretch over her.

With her legs on each side of the big dyke, her tender sex was totally
exposed.  Her hands were on the couch at each side of Ms Lansing's head and
as she leaned slightly forward, her breasts were just where the dyke could
reach with her tongue to lick them.  With her hands on the young girl's
waist, she gently guided her down so that her big cock began to push into
the virginal girl's pussy.

The girl's eye's closed and her mouth was open as she felt a cock enter her
for the very first time. She leaned her head forward, draping her beautiful
hair across the dyke's face as she felt the cock go deeper and deeper.  The
dyke held her to keep it from going in to fast but also so that she could
bring her mouth to the girl's lovely breasts.  Once the cock was all the
way in, she simply held the sweet girl still so that she could get used to
this new thing inside her.  And as Angie felt the wonderful pressure the
cock made inside her, she also felt the woman suckling her breasts and
biting on her tender nipples.

Ms Lansing was in total revelry as she suckled the girl.  She thought to
herself how this girl was so desired by all the boys at the school and even
by the male teachers.  But it was she, the dyke principal that weighed
270#, who was the first to fuck this girl.  It was her with her stiff cock
that had this girl naked and totally under her control.  She thought about
how easy it was to seduce these young girls and make them be her captives.

The thought of it made her arousal grow to the point that she started to
pump the girl almost without thinking.  And as she did, the slender girl
began to make small purring noises of pleasure and with good reason.  Her
breasts were being feasted on and her pussy was being slowly fucked, all
for the first time.

The dyke held Angie's slender hips as she worked her cock slowly and
rhythmically.  And the girl followed the rhythm pushing herself down and up
onto the thick shaft.  The girl was a natural.  She sat bolt upright and
threw her hands behind her head, her slender body so naked and exposed, so
that the shaft would go deeper still.  Then she would lean forward and push
her breasts down against the big heavy breasts of Ms Lansing.

Suddenly, Ms Lansing felt the girl stiffen and she wrapped her arms around
the girl and held her tightly.  It built up so slowly, perhaps because it
was Angie's first, but when the orgasm hit her she screamed to the point
that she almost cried.  The dyke held her until it had fully subsided and
then began to kiss her tenderly.  The girl just laid against her, her body
spasming occasionally.

As the woman sat and held the girl, she watched as Lucy continued to
dominate Stacy.  She could see that the combination of pleasure and pain
that Stacy was getting was overwhelming the girl.  Lucy was twisting the
rope making the tiny spines dig into the girls tender nipples so that Stacy
was crying out every time the rope turned.  Finally, the older girl
screamed out as a huge orgasm hit her in a devastating fashion.  Lucy
twisted the rope hard one last time and held it as Stacy rode out her
orgasm.  The poor dominated girl finally collapsed to one side as it
subsided.

Lucy grabbed the cock with her hand as she gently pulled herself out of
Stacy's ravaged pussy.  She had to laugh to herself a bit.  Stacy had
always kind of been bossy to her, well, look who was in charge now she
thought.

She unfastened the strap-on and walked around the table to untie Stacy.
Then she unclasped the cuffs so that the spent girl could lie normally.
Lucy pulled her around on the table and then leaned over her, kissing
Stacy's rope-tortured nipples gently.  The poor girl was so sensitive, she
jumped in pain every time Lucy's soft lips touched her.

After a few minutes, Stacy began to wake and realize that her friend was
still there with her.  As Lucy watched her awaken, she moved to Stacy's ear
and whispered to her.

"I have something to tell you Stacy.  Now that I have fucked you and had
your body all to myself, I've decided that not only do you belong to Ms
Lansing, but you also belong to me.  And when I want you, I will take you,
just as I did today.  Do you understand?"

Even in the ravaged state she was in, Stacy knew that what Lucy said was
true.  Her friend did own her now.  From now on, she would have to give her
body not just to Ms Lansing, but to Lucy too.

Ms Lansing heard enough of what Lucy had said to figure out what the girl
had in mind.  While Ms Lansing did not mind Lucy taking control of Stacy on
her own time, she had to make sure Lucy knew who was in charge here in this
house.  She knew exactly what needed to be done to make this plain to all
the girls.

She lifted Angie's spent body off her as she stood up.  Then she carried
the still passed out girl to the table where Stacy was still resting.  She
laid the 2 girls side by side as she lifted and separated their legs.  Then
she turned to Lucy.

"That was most interesting Lucy.  You feel power now don't you?"

The girl started to reply but was abruptly cut off when the big dyke
grabbed a handful of her long brunette hair.

"Let's get one thing straight Miss Lucy.  In this house, I am the boss and
all of you girls belong to me.  Now to make sure you know your place, it is
you who will now be fucked -- BY ME!"

She shoved the girl forward, still holding her hair.  Lucy was forced to
bend forward as Ms Lansing forced her to go down on Stacy's tortured pussy.
Her face was pushed into the still wet and tender flesh and Lucy began to
use her tongue on the still aroused girl.  As she did, Ms Lansing moved
behind her and began to push her cock, still moist with Angie's juices, at
the brunette cheerleaders tender ass.  The girl felt a sudden wave of
terror as she felt her ass about to be violated.

"Ms Lansing, please not there, I can't take that."

"You should of thought of the consequences before you tried to take charge
of Stacy right here in my house."

Then she pushed the big cock into the girl's anus.  The sudden flash of
pain the girl felt was quickly followed by a wave of pure pleasure as Ms
Lansing slowly began to fuck the girl.  As she did, she would lift the girl
by her hair and guide her mouth from Stacy's pussy, then to Angie, then
back again.

She was making a point to the girl.  Minutes before, she was dominating her
friend Stacy, she was in charge.  But now, the true master was taking her
and forcing her to pleasure her friends.  Hopefully, the girl would not
make the same mistake again.

The big dyke spotted the rope that had been used on Stacy lying on the edge
of the table.  She wondered is Lucy could take as well as she could give.
She snatched it up and quickly wrapped it around the brunette cheerleader's
breasts.  She tightened the rope slowly, making the coarse spines ease into
the girl's tender flesh.  Lucy moaned as she felt the torture on her
nipples.

The woman had complete control of the girl now.  Her cock was deep into the
girl's ass, one hand held the rope tightly, and the other hand held a
handful of her hair.  She would push the girl down into Stacy's pussy for
several moments and then yank her up and shove her to Angie's moist sex.
Both girls were desperate for release as the big dyke would always yank
Lucy away before each girl could cum.

And poor Lucy could barely stand.  As she was lifted from one girl to the
other, she would beg for Ms Lansing to let her go.  Her poor breasts were
being so erotically tortured every time the dyke twisted the rope in her
hand.  Lucy was so totally under the dyke's control she was about to lose
herself.  If the dyke wasn't holding her up, she would have collapsed to
the floor.

Finally, Lucy could sense that Angie was about to cum.  So when the dyke
tried to yank her away again, she held the younger girls leg as hard as she
could.  She had to push the girl over the edge.  If Angie orgasmed, perhaps
she would to and the dyke would let her go.

As soon as Lucy felt the orgasm hit the younger girl, she felt herself
falling over the edge too.  As her tongue pushed into the younger girl's
sex. a moan came from deep within Lucy as she felt the wonderful wave of
pleasure pass thru herself.  As it subsided, the girl was truly
overwhelmed.  The big dyke picked her up and laid her on table with Stacy
and Angie.  She held the rope still and watched in amusement as Lucy would
jump every time she twisted the rope into her breasts.

She stepped back finally and went to the couch across the room.  She sat
down there, still nude herself, and watched the 3 girls as they laid on the
table.  It took about a half hour, but finally the sweet girls began to
wake up from their little orgasm-induced naps.  They were all whispering to
each other, asking each other if they were alright.  And the 2 older girls
were reassuring Angie since this was the first time she had ever been taken
this way.

Finally, the big dyke snapped her fingers at them.

"Come to me girls.  I want to hold you all."

Stacy and Lucy stood first and looked back at Angie.  They each reached out
and took her by a hand.  She stood for them and they led her to the big
naked woman that was their mistress.  The woman motioned Angie to kneel at
her feet while the other girls sat on each side of her.  She reached out
and gently took Angie by the shoulders and pulled her forward.

"Dear Angie, now it is my turn.  You must take my pussy as I have taken
yours.  Lick me....NOW!"

And she pulled the girl right to her big unshaven pussy and forced the girl
to eat her.  The other 2 girls cuddled to each side of the big woman, each
of them feeling brand new arousal as they watched the new girl being forced
to service the school principal.  They both knew that the big dyke would
now spend the rest of the night dominating the young girl until she was
completely and totally under the woman's control.  And both girl's were
looking forward to the opportunity when they could taste poor little Angie
themselves.


the end.  or is it the beginning?