Authors Note:
This story has a cuckquean / Cuckcake element. The capt. of the university cheerleading squad has cucked her female coach and also takes over a freshmen cheerleader's life. Making her submit to the "mean girl" whims of the cheer squad captain.
Please vote and comment so I know if there is any interest in another chapter of Stephanie's debauchery.
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Caroline sat confused after hearing cheerleader coach Johnson's response to her complaint. She couldn't believe the words that came out of the conservative woman's mouth. Afterall she was in her early thirties, married with a young daughter. The words still rang in the college freshman's ears.
"If you are going to cheer on THIS cheerleading squad. For the nationally ranked basketball team of THIS university. Then you will wear the uniform provided for you. Regardless of your thoughts on how much skin it shows. Our team plays on Television a lot. And we travel the country to cheer for them. ON Television!"
"Now, if your small-town morals have an objection to "sexing things up" a bit for television. Then you can quit. And lose your scholarship. Girls are lined up around the freaking block to take your place. And most of them will beg for the chance to do it on TV! And be happy to do it without a scholarship."
"I understand you don't like Stephanie. But she is the captain of this squad, so you better change your attitude towards her. Or perhaps quitting is the best decision for you. I don't have time for you to be in my office every week complaining."
"If you're going to stay, then get comfortable with the idea of showing a lot of cleavage to everyone. And you will be bouncing them around on national television. Watermelons like yours can't be hidden. If that's embarrassing for you, deal with it now. And the skirt on that practice uniform is probably longer than the actual cheer uniform will be. So, expect the top of your thighs to be seen too. When you are standing straight up. Skin is IN, around here. The university is trying to grow enrollment, and we will do our part to help."
"Our squad will show skin. And do it with HUGE SMILES on their pretty young faces. Letting the country know that the girls at THIS university are HOT and HAPPY to be attending THIS university."
"Now, let Steph address any future concerns you have about HER team. If you want to meet with me in the future, please have Steph arrange the time with me for you to come in."
"Yes Ma'am." Caroline whispered, as she stood up and quietly left the office. The dark haired eighteen-year-old was at a crossroad. She didn't want to quit the squad. She needed the scholarship for her parents. The scholarship was the only way they could afford the expensive university.
The alternative was dangerous though. Steph was a mean girl. Beautiful and popular but mean to people she didn't like. The kind of girl that secretly excited Caroline. And Caroline was already on her bad side. Things could escalate quickly. Leaving Caroline at Stephanie's mercy.
'why does being at a mean girl's mercy excite me... what's wrong with me... I like hot guys... why does the thought of some hot mean girl humiliating me get me excited... god if April had gone one step further last year.... She might have ruined me... making my senior year of high school a humiliating spectacle... why am I disappointed she didn't take that one extra step... it's like I keep waiting for it... but don't want it...'
Caroline reached the end of the long hall and pushed the door open to enter the gym. She immediately saw Stephanie lounging on a chair reading her phone.
An evil grin spread across Stephanie's face, as she read the text message from "Old Hag". "It's done. Just as you wanted. The exact words you wanted Goddess"
Steph chuckled to herself. 'fucking coach Johnson's husband was the best decision I ever made... dumb slut likes to watch her husband fuck hotter women... submissive little cunt will obey me if she wants to continue being allowed to watch...'
She leered over the top of her phone watching the voluptuous, freckle faced, beauty approach her.
"I.... I can live with the uniform." the freshman whispered looking at the floor.
"Awwww, how nice of you. To agree to be a team player. I was thinking. Maybe you should come by my dorm room tonight and we can look at your uniform more closely. Your skirt might appear to be shorter because your hips are wider than most girls. That hourglass figure of yours may have some draw backs."
"Oh, um. I didn't think of it like that."
"What do you say? Like 9 o'clock work for you? We got off on the wrong foot. This will let us get to know each other better. Create a better dynamic between us."
"Ok. I would like that." Caroline chirped with a nod of her head.
Coach Hannah Johnson sat at her desk trembling. She was a nervous wreck after meeting with Caroline. Doing as she had been told to do by her husband's young girlfriend. He had no idea how much his cuckquean wife had to endure at the hands of the twenty-year-old college cheerleader he was fucking. He knew it created a Dom / sub dynamic for his wife at work. But Stephanie was a nice girl. And HOT enough to make his wife deal with her at work.
He had no idea that his wife denied Steph nothing. She did exactly what Steph told her for fear of being outed at work. But things were getting outrageous. Having to say the word "watermelons" when referring to Caroline's tits was just the most recent indignity. Letting Steph rule the cheerleading squad as she saw fit was a growing problem. Steph had the freedom to haze any of the girls without fear of punishment. But if one of them did something to her, she would simply text the "Old Hag" and have them punished by the coach.
The biggest issue for coach Johnson was how turned on she got serving the beautiful blonde that was 12 years younger than her. It had become more than just a cuckquean thing. Yes, Hannah Johnson loved watching her husband pound the young blonde with his massive cock. And being trained to Steph's liking as a cuckquean was a dream come true. Eating the young freshly fucked pussy as it leaked her husband's cum. All of that turned her on.
But now it was more. Much more. Eating the cheer captain's pussy at her desk. Simply because the beautiful blonde walked in, sat on her desk and spread her legs. Making her bald womanhood available to the coach.
"What's wrong? An old hag like you should want to worship at the fountain of youth every chance she gets. Your husband sure does. Now get busy." the college junior spat in a cruel voice. She orgasmed almost instantly from the power she felt that day. Making coach Johnson eat her pussy in her office, during work hours, was the type of power that turned Steph on immensely.
People obeying her every whim was intoxicating for the beautiful young blonde. Stopping their life in an instant to do whatever crazy or menial task she wanted done. Humiliating them made her womanhood wet. To taunt them and laugh while they embarrassed themselves for her. Simply because she decreed that they would do whatever the embarrassing thing was.
Coach Johnson snapped out of her thoughts when her office door opened. Stephanie bounced in without knocking and closed the door behind her.
"Did you tell little Miss self-righteous that her skirt will be shorter than the rest of the teams?"
