Bedding the babysitter - S01 E18

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Bedding the babysitter - S01 E18

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 18

Introduction:

A submissive lesbian becomes a cheerleader recruit.

Note 1: All characters are at least 18 years old.

Note 2: Although I recommend you read parts 1 and 2 first, here is a summary of this series so far...

Part 1-Megan, a dominant but caring lesbian, seduced her cute and innocent babysitter Jenny.

Part 2-Megan takes her new submissive lesbian shopping, makes a fantasy come true with a cheerleader that Jenny had dreamed about forever and took her to a special lesbian only bar.

Bedding the Babysitter: A Cheerleader's Recruit

What a weekend. Jenny had become a perfect little submissive.

Seeing her glow as she came to grips with who she really is was very rewarding. Anyhow, many people have asked dying to know what happened after this first glorious weekend. Well the best way to tell you about it is to let my young babysitter slave tell you about it herself. So if you want to know about Jenny's journey to popularity, her submission at hands of the head cheerleader Karen, her seduction of a teacher and falling in love please read on.

HI,

My name is Jenny. Mistress Megan has demanded retell my past week's occurrences. Of course, I will obey. If you have read the first two parts of my Mistress' Bedding the Babysitter series (which I highly recommend reading if you have not) you already know how I came to be a submissive slave. If not, let's just say before that eventful and life- altering weekend, I was a closet lesbian who had no real experience to know for sure if I was an actual lesbian.

But within just one weekend with my beautiful Mistress, I had a new job, had my fantasy of being with Karen, the head cheerleader, come true, and had been to a lesbian club. There I had begun to really experiment with my sexuality and my obedience.

The following story is the first week of the rest of my life, in which I have another adventure with my mistress, I attempt to seduce a teacher, I become an obedient cheerleader's servant and, oddly enough, become a cheerleader myself...oh, and I fall in love.

SUNDAY FEBRUARY 2ND: A Reflection and Babysitting Again

It actually began on Sunday aftermoon, the day after my brief submission to Karen at her workplace. I was exhausted from my long night at the La Chateau Club, a special club that caters to lesbian women, and an evening pleasing the governor of our state. I won't get into the details, as mistress has instructed me to focus on my cheerleader submission. Let's just say that our governor is one very demanding and kinky lady.

I got a call around 2:30 from Karen Pepper and here, as best as I can recall is the conversation:

"Hello is Jenny there?" a girl's voiced asked.

"Speaking," I responded, unaware it was Karen.

"This is Karen," she informed me.

"Oh," I said, slightly surprised and instantly out of my comfort zone. It was one thing to submit to her in front of Mistress Megan, as I was only obeying my mistress, and felt safe when she was with me, but it was completely another to actually speak for myself. Instantly, I became the shy closet lesbian I had always been, the wallflower no one knew or noticed, insecure and unsure of myself. Now don't get me wrong, I had friends, but they were all just shy geeks like I was. We lived in our pond, they lived in theirs. In reality, they were royalty, we were the peasants.

"Is that any way to react to someone who is going to make you popular?" Karen asked, slightly annoyed.

"Popular," I repeated in a haze.

"Yes," She said, "I put a lot of thought into this all last night as I reflected on how great it was to have you between my legs. I came up with a great plan."

"You did?" I asked, unable to put a full complete and intelligent sentence together.

"Yes, I have decided you will be a PomPom."

This shocked me. The PomPoms were always freshman or second year cheerleader wannabes who were pretty much servants for the actual cheerleaders. They carried their trays for them at lunch, did their homework for them, and so forth. No senior had ever been a PomPom. It would be humiliating. A long pause followed as I reflected on this revelation.

The silence was broken by Karen who said, "You don't want to be a PomPom?"

I collected myself before responding with a stutter, "1-1-1 thought only f-f-freshmen were PornPoms?"

Karen responded, "Well, that is usually the case, and the odd second-year. But as Head Cheerleader, I really can do whatever I want and," she paused her tone changing ever so slightly, "I want you to be a PomPom."

"But what will others think?" I asked, worried for the first time in my life about my reputation."

"Well the other PomPoms will be furious and will do whatever they have to do to crush you. My fellow cheerleaders will be slightly confused, but they won't question me and the rest of the school will finally know who you are," she said logically, before adding, "Although I imagine the gossip about you will range from mean tο inquiry to sarcastic to who knows what."

Again, I had nothing to say. I was unsure what Karen had in store for me. "I don't want the whole school to know am a..." I started.

"Lesbian?" she asked and then continued, "Dyke?"

"Yes," I whispered, ashamed.

"Well that secret can remain a secret for the most part. I won't announce it to the school if that is what you mean. But I will expect you to be a good little girl when asked."

"What do you mean?" asked, just beginning to understand the full reality of yesterday's submission.

"Well, I plan to use you over and over and over and over again, and my two co-captains will also be allowed to use your services, understood?"

My face went white with fear as I realized what her plans were; although my pussy also went wet with excitement at the same time. Now, while Karen was a redhead, with green eyes, large breasts and rather compact at 5'2, Ashley Swanson and Sabrina McCafferty were her perfect counterparts.