1. Bedding the Babysitter Ch 03


    Date: 8/30/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    come and join us.” “Yes, Mistress Karen,” I obeyed and saw Ashley’s surprised face at me being called a slut. I returned and then sat down in the open chair. Karen then said, “Truth or dare time for our little PomPom girl.” Instantly I knew all my secrets would be quickly revealed; yet, I was not worried, but rather relieved that the charade would come to an end. I would be their whore tonight and that was the way it was. I wanted to their whore, especially Ashley, yet even Sabrina’s bossy demeanour had me yet. Karen said, “Our PomPom can go first. Truth or dare?” “Truth,” I said. “Have you ever fucked a boy before?” “No,” I said. Sabrina then asked “Truth or dare?” “Truth,” I said again. “Have you ever been with a girl?” “Yes,” I replied not at all ashamed, my eyes not leaving Sabrina. Sabrina added, “Good to know” and took a sip of her beer. Ashley then looked at me and I said, “Truth” before she could even ask. Ashley thought about it a while and finally asked “Why did you decide you wanted to be a cheerleader?” An innocent question on the surface, but my answer was anything but as I explained, “Mistress Karen suggested it on the phone on Sunday.” I then waited for dramatic effect before adding, “The day after I ate her out after work.” Ashley let out a stunned gasp, while Sabrina gave an ‘I knew it’ smirk. Karen then asked, “Truth or Dare?” “Truth,” I continued my comfortable pattern. “How did you end up being between my legs?” she asked, knowing perfectly well the ...
    answer. I then explained, in lengthy detail, for over ten minutes, the whole sordid story from my masturbating fantasy, to Megan’s seduction of me, to the actual encounter with Karen at her work. Sabrina said, “I knew it. I knew there had to be a reason. It made no sense that you would suddenly be a PomPom.” Karen defended me as she said, “She will make an excellent PomPom, won’t you my slut?” “Yes, Mistress Karen,” I responded obediently. “Truth or dare?” Sabrina queried. “Truth,” I responded. “Do you want to eat my pussy?” she asked, opening her legs slightly. “Yes, Mistress Sabrina, I would love to eat your pussy,” I said so matter-of-factly it was like she had asked if I wanted a coffee. “Well, come do it,” Sabrina demanded. “All in good time,” Karen said. “Fine,” Sabrina huffed. It was Ashley’s turn, and I said, before she could ask, “Dare.” I thought it would be fun to see how the shy one of the group reacted. She sat there a long time, seemingly unsure what to ask. Sabrina said, “Make her eat your pussy. I bet she wants to.” I gave Ashley a smile implying Sabrina was right. But instead Ashley dared, “I dare you to a dance for us.” This was worse than actually eating her pussy, as I was an awkward dancer. Karen got up and plugged her iPod in and after a couple of seconds of searching a song began to play. It was Brittany Spears ‘I am A Slave for U.’ I stood up and began dancing awkwardly to the song. All the more awkward since I can’t dance and I was wearing four inch heels. ...
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