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The Cheerleader Gambit, chapter 2

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The Cheerleader Gambit, chapter 2

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Amber, aka Splits - Redhead, 5'4" gallery/picture.php?/922/category/70

Juliana DeVries - Raven haired, 5’ 7”
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Josua (Josh) Bronson - aka Bucking Bronson

Jake Abercrombie - the old man downstairs



The Cheerleader Gambit, chapter 2
By GreyRose

The next morning Josh had a new present for his slave girl. While he went sorting through some boxes he ordered her to put her long red hair into a braid. When he found what he had been looking for he held up a tangle of black straps, Amber didn’t know how to react to his latest surprise. When he freed her feet by taking her hobble chain off, she reveled in the opportunity to limber up. After some quick stretches she dropped into a split, enjoying the opportunity to remind her Master what first caught his eye about her.

Once he had sorted out the straps and she realized that they were a harness, she was more confused than worried. It was like a kinky one piece swimsuit, except that it exposed her pussy and tits. There was a tight belt at her waist and another cupping her tits. Shiny steel D rings were all over it.

The two of them had quite the time fitting it to her, her Master making her hot as he groped her tits and stroked her pussy. He laughed at her when she begged to serve him. “Naughty slave girl, I have another form of exercise planned for us this morning.”

Next her master surprised her again with her old running shoes with socks, and he told her to put them on. Then he held up what looked like small socks with a zipper on them, they matched the shiny black straps of the body harness.

“Hands!” Her master ordered. Confused and unsure, Amber extended her hands. Josh folded her fingers around her thumb, before he took one of the sock things and put it on her hand.

As he did the same thing to her other hand, she tried to understand how she felt about what he was doing to her. Moments ago she could turn a doorknob, pick up a pencil, or any number of things a person takes for granted. Looking at her hidden hands, her stumps, she felt less than human. This was a new level of helplessness that had Splits the slave girl purring with arousal.

Her Master took her hands and locked them to her sides at her hip. He then took a leash and snapped it to the ring centered on the strap supporting her tits. With demanding tugs he led her to the walkways around their apartment building.

“My hot little slut, I think it's about time that we tried something new. It's not like simple errands such as getting the mail are all that exciting.” With a laugh her Master started jogging, pulling her along behind.

Yesterday when she had been sent outside, she thought that was the worst humiliation she could experience. This morning was showing her how wrong she had been! Amber disappeared as Splits came to the fore riding the waves of slave heat.

At first she stumbled along behind. But soon old instincts kicked in and once she got into stride she managed to keep with her Master. It had been soooo long since she had been allowed to run, she didn’t realize how much she had missed it. Splits was soon lost in a fog of slave heat and runners high.

After a timeless eternity they dropped from a run into a walk to cool down. They stopped at a fountain in the park. Her master had her kneel down so that she could drink from the slave bowl, the one that filled from the runoff of the fountain at the top as he drank his fill.

Once they were finished, Splits stood and nudged her Master until he was sitting on a bench. She sank to her knees between his, in a throaty whisper she begged him. “Please Master, let me thank you.”

Stroking her hair for a moment, “Since you asked so nicely…” Before pulling down his shorts exposing his crotch. Splits licks her lips in anticipation and leans forward, she slowly started licking and kissing his manhood. It didn’t take very long for her trained mouth to bring him off, and she managed to swallow every drop.

Because she wanted more, Splits continued to work on him. It seems that having a smoking hot redhead working to pull a golf ball through a hose would be enough to raise the dead. This time Josh stopped Splits before she got him that far.

He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to her feet. He managed to get his shorts down and off his feet without tripping. He dragged her a few feet away to a picnic table that was somewhat hidden from the path and laid her belly down on the table. Kicking her feet wide he ran his hands along the inside of her thighs. “Damn girl you got more pouring out of you than that drinking fountain!”

As she felt his fingers on the sensitive skin, Splits moaned in pleasure. The higher his fingers traced, the louder her moans got. Splits managed to whimper, “Please Master….oooaah!” When he touched her pussy she lost all ability to speak.

“Wow, you are really in heat, aren’t you slut?” Josh noted as he lined up on her pussy. He teased her with the head of his cock brushing along her slit. Up and down, up and down, Splits squirming more with each brush. Having exhausted what little patience she had, with a squeal she thrust backward. Or at least tried to, Josh was ready and held her hips locked right where he wanted them.

Then with a savage thrust he impaled her fully, the shock of his entry left her gasping silently, as she came for the first time this morning.. He paused for a moment, letting her crest. Then as she started to relax, he started hammering away at her. She moaned loudly as her pleasure quickly built again. It didn’t take long before with a long guttural groan she came.

Josh quickly settled into a good rhythm and kept on hammering his slave. Splits was trying to recover from her last orgasm even as her body was climbing on its way to her next one. Her Master was like a machine, hammering away at her pussy. She quickly lost count of how many times she came.

As her Master kept pistoning away, Splits' pussy now sent mixed signals as it continued to build to another cum. Even as the pain of too much pleasure in too short a time started to rise. “Master please…” Splits started begging, not knowing if she was begging for more or for her Master to stop.

Just as Splits was thinking that her Master was about to kill her with pleasure, she felt him erupt like fire inside her. The change in his rhythm set her off one final time, her entire body seized up from the intensity. With a choked off scream she felt every bone in her body melt away.

Amber realized she must have passed out, or fallen asleep when the water pouring on her head snapped her back to wakefulness. She sputtered as the water continued to fall on her, her body refusing to do more than twitch and quiver as she tried to move away.

Finally, mercifully the water stopped. Amber managed to push herself back off of the table and fell to her knees. Looking up she saw her Master standing there with a shit eating grin on his face, and what looked like a dirty paper cup pulled from a trash can.

Laughing at her, “Good little slave girls do not make their Master wait on them!” Turning he tosses the cup into the trash can he probably had found it in. She noticed that enough time had passed that he was wearing his shorts again.

Gasping for breath, “Please Master, just a few minutes? You turned every bone in my body to jelly.” Amber begged. His response was another laugh and with a firm pull on her leash she was dragged to her feet.

With clicking sounds like are used to encourage a horse to move, Josh starts walking away pulling the exhausted slave along in his wake. She was not sure if she was constantly falling forward or managing to walk, at least she was moving.

Josh kept the pace relaxed until they reached the jogging path and then started a brisk walk, with a gasping whimper Amber managed to keep pace. As she got her legs working again, he gradually increased the pace until they were at an easily maintained jog.

On the return to their apartment, Amber was aware of everyone that saw her. Naked and on a leash, she didn’t think she had the energy to care, but then Splits came back out as the emotions of being seen like this stoked her pussy yet again. It wasn’t long before she found herself flashing a smile at everyone they passed, proud of the strength of her Master.

The last block or so as they approached home, Josh slowed down to a walk allowing them both to cool down. As they passed the mailboxes they saw two figures approaching.

Josh calls out as they get close, “Mr. Abercrombie, so nice to see you and in such interesting company.” As waves at his older neighbor.

“How many times do I need to tell you son, call me Jake!” Jake Abercrombie replies with a laugh.

Amber is eyeing the old man’s companion, there was a naked girl following him with her hands apparently bound behind her. As any slave girl does when meeting another she started comparing herself against the other.

The other was a few inches taller than her 5’4”, though those slutty skyscraper heels made it hard to be sure. The taller slave had long raven hair that some had fallen forward onto her chest, with the ends tickling the other slave girls erect nipples. The taller slaves tits were a bit bigger than her own but she wasn’t as fit as Amber was. It was when she looked up that she stopped dead in her tracks.

She called out, “Officer Juliana!” Three sets of eyes turned to her. Josh and the slave girl's eyes surprised, the old man’s eyes dancing with merriment.

“Well, if it isn’t the hot slut slave from yesterday!” Nudging the slave next to him Jake chuckles. “She’s let your secret out, you've been recognized.” The dark haired girl's head drops so that her long black locks cover her face, but her nipples are pointedly showing her excitement.

“I think I’m missing something here,” Josh comments.

Jake holds up his hands, “Oh ho, this would be the time to share that I had quite an interesting evening.”

The naked Officer Juliana DeVries murmurs, “Master that’s private.”

Jake pinches her right nipple and tells her, “Slave girls don’t have privacy. I want to share some of the fun I had last night and you will stand here like an obedient slave and be quiet!” With a pained gasp, the raven-haired girl nods her head vigorously. Despite her words, she was trying to covertly rub her thighs together, as his commanding presence obviously excited her.

Jake does a quick recap of what had happened yesterday when Josh's slave had come down to the mailboxes. Josh laughs, “So that’s why you were so hot to trot when you returned!” Amber ducked her head to hide her satisfied grin.

Jake recounts the previous evening’s events.
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