Miranda's Cheerleader Training
I always love it when the freshmen cheerleaders show up for pre-season football training. They're right out of high school. Most of them 18 or 19 years old. As the football coach it is my responsibility to insure that they are properly inducted into their new university life. Miranda was in awe of me right off. I guess when you've coached two national championship teams you become kind of famous in the eyes of the young girls. I invited her back to my secret apartment to talk about the promising new team and the opportunity that being a cheerleader at this prestigious institution could provide.
She'd blossomed to full womanhood over the summer and her high school outfit was much too short and too small in the bust. I asked her to demonstrate her flexibility and she was anxious to show herself off.
She had a gorgeous face and a smooth summer tan that drove me nuts. It was difficult to conceal the bulge that was forming in my pants. I decided to use the direct approach with her. The young girls often respond favorably to it because of my stature as a sport celebrity. Their desire to impress me ends up getting them in the end. Works all the time. I just started by telling her how cute she looked and how I need a lot of helpers to keep the team together.
"Miranda, I want you to put on this slave collar sweetheart. It's important that the cheerleaders serve me as their master, and besides...you'll love the way it looks on you. Humor me honey. I'll get you a drink."
She smiled and got kind of embarrassed at first. This was the moment of truth. But the collar looked like it would be cute on her. And the offer of the drink from the football coach was too much to resist. So she took it and put it on. Almost as a joke. I played along with the joke line a little bit further. And produced a riding crop.
"Now this hear riding crop is what I use to motivate the linebackers. I use it on cheerleaders that get out of line too. You do what I tell you and you won't get whipped."
I had a big smile on my face as I said it. She decided to play along and started getting into the role. I asked her to kneel. She knew I wanted her. But figured she'd just play right along and tease the hell out of me. She could stop this thing at any point anyway and I seemed to be a pretty nice guy. Why not roll with it for a few minutes and see where it leads.
"Is this how you want it master? Yes sir.....I'll stay in line sir."
"Well if you like the way that looks Miranda how about these? I keep all the bench riders chained to the bench with them. This pair was worn by the famous Roger Wallace when he was a freshmen. Try em on honey. They'll look good on you."
Now here's where it starts to get interesting. I knew she wanted to put them on....just to see how they'd look with that outfit. Chicks always fall for kinky fashion. And why not? The fact that this pair had been worn by a Heismann Trophy winner helped too.
Of course after she put them on she had to show them off for me.
"How do I look Master? Am I being a good cheerleader slavegirl?
Now she was starting to tease. The little bitch obviously didn't realize who she was dealing with. But that would become clear to her later.
"Yes Miranda...you're coming along just fine. You keep up the good work for your master now. Let me get you another drink honey."
She downed the drink like a fish. I performed a quick calculation in my head. Hell at this rate I'd have her drunk as a skunk in 45 minutes flat. I picked up the crop and approached her. Holding it beneath her chin.
"Well since you're obviously having so much fun with it. How about this? You know slavegirls must obey and trust their masters....don't you?"
I produced matched padlocks. She played along perfectly.
"Okay Master, I trust you. I know you'd never do anything to defy my virginal virtues."
Oh she was good. Using the "I'm a virgin" line on me. She knew she was teasing me now. I wondered if it was true. Cheerleaders were usually fucked senseless in high school. But there were one or two who made it through untouched. And they were usually anal virgins because the young guys were so happy to be getting laid by a hot chick that they hadn't gotten into anal yet.
I poured her another drink, this one much stronger than the last, and I held it to her lips. She reached for it open mouthed and chugged it like a pro. As I watched her throat bulging and listened to the sound of her gulping I imagined the bulge that my cock would produce in her throat....and the gagging sounds she'd make as she fought the urge to vomit. My semen exploding onto the back of her tongue and throat.
"Easy easy Miranda. Can't have you getting too drunk on me. What would the staff think?"
She looked at me and smiled.
"Please Sir, may I have another drink?"
"Not just yet Miranda my pet. First you have to pass this test."
I got down on the ground below her and lifted her skirt with the riding crop.
"Well you old pervert." she replied.
"Well.....okay...you can have a look. As long as you don't touch."
"Yes of course Miranda."
She was obviously beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol. I had her kneel down so she wouldn't lose her balance and poured her another stiff drink.
"Oh Master!....are you trying to get me drunk? Well it's working. Bring that glass over here so I can take another sip."
At this point I decided to back off on the drink serving. I had her cuffed and knew that I'd be able to gag her and enforce my will on her when I was ready. I didn't want her passed out drunk. I wanted her to feel it. So I used her disrespectful order to me as a way to play her along.
"I'll get you another drink Miranda. But first you've got to lift your head up and look at me. You are such a cute little slavegirl and I want your posture to be proper and respectful. Now this little device is intended to make sure that you don't forget. It's called a nose hook sweetheart. I use it on all the girls at one time or another. Here let me show you how it works."
"That's a very diabolical device Master. I'm almost afraid to find out what else you might use it for. Okay now I let you use the nose hook. Can I have that other drink now?"
"Let me explain something to you Miranda. I'm not certain that I like the tone of your questioning. And it's certainly very disrespectful of you to demand a drink of your master. And I'm quite certain that you need to be shut up as punishment for your troubling behavior."
"What are you talking about? I'm not really your slave. This is all make believe. I just came over here to meet you and have a few drinks. I think it's time you let me go....in fact I'm starting to....mmmmmmppppphhhhhh."
I popped the big blue ball right into that sassy little mouth. That'll shut the bitch up. She had a hard time with the size of the ball but I was able to force it in ok. Then I cinched the strap really tight just to make the point further.
Now I've seen quite a few hot bitches wearing that head harness. But this bitch had to be one of the cutest I'd ever come across. I explained to her the nature of our relationship in no uncertain terms. Then I decided to go ahead and give her the opportunity to beg.
"Do you want me to take that gag off you honey? Is that what you want sweetheart?"
She nodded her head in the affirmative.
"Are you going to do exactly what I tell you to do, exactly when I tell you to do it, without hesitation or question? And do you promise to keep your mouth shut until given permission to speak?"
Again she nodded her head. So I slowly took off the gag.
"Now it's time for you to demonstrate to the coach what you can do honey. I'm getting a little tired of all the make believe foreplay. You get your pretty little cheerleader butt down and roll your ass around on the floor. I want to see some body sweetheart. Do it now and do it well or I'll be using that riding crop on you for sure."
Her body was truly incredible. Her muscle tone was perfect from all those years of high school cheerleading. My hard on became more and more difficult to conceal. Well there wasn't much point in concealing it for much longer. I'd be using it on her soon.
"Get up on your knees bitch. Hurry up I haven't got all night."
"Oh Master....I'll be a good girl....please don't hurt me. I'm scared Master. Please...I promise I won't tell."
"Shut up bitch and you won't get hurt. Now roll up on your knees and do what I tell you"
She rolled up on her knees.
"Now lean forward and put your head on the ground dammit!"
She did as instructed. Slowly and tentatively. And I walked around behind her to get a better view. I lifted up her skirt and threw it up on her back. Her ass and thighs were the hottest thing I'd ever seen. This bitch was getting fucked!
It was time to announce my true intentions. I removed my trousers and displayed my raging hard on. She gasped at the site of it. All covered in veins, huge and pulsing, looking very angry directly at her.
"You see how large it is Miranda? That's all because of you sweetheart. This cock is going to be inside you very soon honey."
I walked around behind her and took hold of her panties.
Her bottom was heart shaped and smooth. Her rectum exposed and puckering. I placed my fingertip directly on her anus and she puckered hard.
"Oh Miranda....that little sphincter of yours must be as toned and strong as your calve muscles. I can't wait to dilate it with my cock."
"Oh please master....please don't....not there please....I'll do anything else that you want. Oh please don't....please please please please please...."
Her begging got me hornier and hornier. I decided to go gentle on her for getting me so aroused. At least at first. I moved my finger and began a gentle massage of the flesh just around her anus. Her pussy was dripping wet so I moved my fingers to collect lubricant and spread it around her ass hole.
"Let me tell you what I'm going to do honey. Since you've been such a good little cheerleader. I'm going to lubricate your anus with vaseline. It'll make it so much easier for you. I know you've never been ass fucked before. So I'll work that lubricant well up inside you before I open you up with my cock. But rest assured honey....I am going to open you up with my cock. The initial penetration will be like nothing you've ever felt. You'll have a powerful urge to shit. Then your muscles will clamp down on my cock to try and expel it. That'll be the best part for me. You'll moan like a whore I'm afraid. When your muscle clamps down so hard I'll begin my withdrawal. But I'll come back at you again honey. Just as your muscle closes up. You'll think you've won....but that mean old hard on will come right back at you again. The vaseline making it impossible to resist. And while your sphincter is at maximum contraction I'll ruthlessly dilate you again. This time the moan will be more of a cry."
"Don't worry Miranda. You can take it. It'll be so intense at first. But after a few thrusts you'll be coming like a whore and moaning like a whore for me. You'll adapt and begin to groove on it. So I'll slap your ass cheeks hard to keep you on the edge of your seat with anticipation. I'll ream you good and long. Now get that ass up in the air higher and get ready to service your master you little cheerleader cunt!"
"The dildo is for your vagina honey. I forgot to tell you. I'll have a big cock up your pussy when I'm fucking you in the ass. Oh it's just going to be so much fun. Here it comes baby. Nothing you can do about it. You might just as well let it all hang out.....The harder you moan the faster I'll come. And that's the long and the short of it baby. Open up........"