It's me, Claudette of the North. I'm here in the upscale shopping area
of Del Rio, Texas. The stores here are so exclusive most people don't even
know they exist. I just bought a schoolgirl uniform so I could look like one
of the babes in my favorite singing group, tATu. I liked the outfit so much
I decided to wear it home. I was just about ready to hop on my bicycle when
a man in a dirty raincoat stepped out of the shadows and asked me a question.
"Hey, do you want some candy or not?"
"Is that Lindt Chocolate Truffle by any chance?" I thought I recognize
the brand from my last trip to Switzerland.
"Yah, yah, whatever. You want it or not?" He was kind of rough-hewn and
nothing like the nice English Lady who introduced me to the pleasure of
Lindt, but I'm just a fourteen-year-old girl with a sweet tooth so I decided
to give him some slack.
"Thank you Sir. I'd love some." I seem to remember my mother saying something
about not taking candy or anything else from strangers. I figure she was
talking about the people back home in Canada because how could she know what
happens in Texas, USA when she's never been here?
"This is very tasty, Sir."
"Yah, bitch, maybe you'd like a taste of this." He opened his coat and
I noticed that his whopper was pointing at me. I didn't want to hurt his
feelings by telling him how small he was compared to most guys, so I figured
I comment on his attire.
"How smart. Just wearing pant-legs under your raincoat is a good idea
in this hot weather. By the way, where did you find that cute garter belt?
I wonder if I could get one in my size." I seem to remember him getting
upset, but can't recall much more about what happened next.
"Where am I, Sir?"
"You're tied up on my bed, bitch, and my name is Gary, not Sir. Now shut
the fuck up while I take more pictures."
Yikes! I was spread-eagled on the bed and couldn't remember how it happened.
I was still wearing my school girl uniform so the man hadn't abused me. I
figured maybe he was just going to rob me or something.
"Nice to meet you, Gary. My name's Claudette. I'm a Canadian, but I guess
you could tell that by just looking at me." Click. He took another picture.
"Now I'll push your cute little skirt up and take a picture of your lily-white
panties." He was heavy breathing so I figured he was way out of shape.
I mean, I'm only 5' 7" and weigh just 117 pounds so carrying me around can't
be that much work. Rip. Click.
"You didn't need them buttons on your blouse." I was so unhappy when
he ripped my blouse open. Now I was going to have to buy another one to
complete my outfit.
"Hey, you got some big tits for being such a young girl."
"Excuse me sir. Do you have any more chocolate truffles? I just love Lindt
chocolate and if you wouldn't mind . . ."
"I told you to shut the fuck up, bitch. I've got something for you to
put in your mouth." He waggled his whopper at me, but I thought I'd rather
have the chocolate. Click. Rip. He took another picture and then ripped
my white panties clean off.
"I just bought those panties. Why didn't you just take them off?"
"I told you to shut the fuck up."
"Hey, I'm a fourteen-year-old girl. We can't stop talking and don't take
direction very well. Don't you know anything?"
"How would you like your ass kicked?"
"You're making me nervous Gary. Why don't you do whatever you want with
me so I can go home before I get into trouble." I noticed that his whopper
wasn't whopping any more. In fact it was downright tiny.
"You're ruining everything, cunt. You're supposed to be scared and screaming.
What the fuck's wrong with you?" He seemed quite upset. I figured I better
play along or else we'd be here all day.
"Oh, oh. Help, help. Let me go. I'll do anything, just let me go."
"Bullshit, Claudette. They do better at the massage parlor."
"Okay, why don't I give you a blow-job and get you hard again. Then you
can do whatever you have in mind and I'll be on my way." I was just trying
to help, but Gary really got mad then and I thought he was going to hurt
himself. He ran around his bedroom like a madman tearing things out of his
closet and dresser drawers. He finally found what he was looking for and
came back to the bed wearing an insane grin.
"Now we'll see who's in charge, Claudette. After you get a taste of this
little baby you'll be laughing on the other side of your face."
"Thank goodness, a rubber truncheon. Very considerate, Gary. I hate being
marked up by leather and wood. Rubber hardly leaves a mark, very thoughtful."
"You don't mind being beaten? What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing of course. I can see you're having a problem getting it up and
I gotta get going. If all it takes is a few swish-thwacks, no big deal."
That wasn't the right thing to say I guess. He almost exploded and I could
see the little red blood vessels in his forehead. I figured I better do
something before he hurt himself. "Maybe if you have a rubber suit I can
put it on for you, Gar. You know, one with the little slit in the ass so
you could poke your wazoo up my butt and stuff."
"How do you know about things like that at your age?"
"Gary, Gary, Gary, what's wrong with you? I'm fourteen years old so I
pretty much know everything. Can we get on with it? I've got to get home
in time for dinner. And while you're at it, maybe you can give me some chocolate
to tide me over?"
"You want more chocolate? How do you like this, you cunt." I don't think
he understood what I had in mind. Instead of popping one of the truffles
into my mouth, he jammed a bunch of them up my pussy and filled my other hole
with a bunch more.
"If you're not going to be nice, Gary, then you can just jack-off or
do whatever it is you do. I'm not going to try and help you any more. Just
get on with it."
I was happy to be back in the stately McN Manor with my best friend Katie
R. After Gary tripped trying to put on a condom, I was able to get away and
had to run home topless wearing nothing but my tiny school girl skirt. Very
embarrassing.
"Oh, Claudette, you poor baby." Katie R knows how to take care of any
problem so I was happy to be home where I belonged. "Let me take your skirt
off and I'll give you a nice massage." I think I already said that Katie
R is my best friend. I've been staying with her since my parents decided
I should be an exchange student. Both of our fathers are in the oil business
and they met years ago when they were going to the Sam Houston Institute
of Technology in Big Spring, Texas. Some people think that SHIT is even better
than the University of Texas, but I don't know anything about that. "What's
this stuff between your legs, Claudette." Some people might think Katie R
was taking advantage of me when she put her finger into my secret place,
but I knew she was just concerned. "Hmm, it tastes real good whatever it
is."
"The bad man jammed a whole bunch of Lindt chocolate truffles into my
pussy and up my butt."
"Just lie back and let me take care of you, Claudette." I was sitting
on the edge of Katie R's four poster bed. When I lay back, I was able to
see myself in the mirror hidden by the canopy covering the bed. I noticed
my breasts had gotten larger since I moved to Texas and that my curves weren't
so girlish anymore. Kind of interesting when you stop to realize that most
Canadian girls look like Avril Lavigne or Celine Dion. "What are you doing,
Katie R?"
"Mrmpf, mrmpf." I kind of knew what she was doing because I could feel
her tongue inside my pussy. Her hands moved up the sides of my legs until
she touched my butt and then I felt her hands sneak underneath my young-girl
cheeks where she squeezed and examined the merchandise. I started to move
around and, as I did, her tongue probed deeper and deeper into my pussy.
"This is really good chocolate, Claudette. Would you like to try some?"
She smothered my face with a kiss and I got to taste a chocolate orgasm.
I decided I taste pretty good. Katie R did a great job cleaning off my clit.
She must have sucked on it for five minutes. She was being silly trying to
suck that little thing into her mouth, but I couldn't tell her anything
because I was screaming and it would have been hard to talk. I don't know
how it happened, but I ended up on all fours with Katie R spreading my ass
cheeks. She was using her tongue to get all the chocolate stuff Gary jammed
up my butt. It felt very interesting. It got even better when she slipped
a hand around my legs and started rubbing my boobs. I noticed that I was
getting loud again and I guess she got encouraged. The next thing I felt
was her other hand slipping around my leg until she was able to play with
my clit. I'm not sure how much chocolate she got from my backside, because
so much other stuff was coming from my front.
"Thanks for being so nice, Katie R." I can't remember much about the next
three hours except that we had a lot of fun, got a lot of toys dirty and
wore each other out.
"I kind of feel sorry for Gary. I bet he was disappointed that he didn't
get any action."
"Don't you worry, Claudette. I'm sure Gary's been there before and he'll
be there again."
"Yah, I guess you're right. Maybe I can autographed one of his pictures
next time I see him."