I want you Emily. I want you to get down on your hands and knees and crawl over here and take my huge swollen cock in your hands and I want you to kiss it all over for me.
You like to do that don't you? Bury your pretty face in my crotch and smell the aroma of a hot horny nasty man. Smell the sweetness of my slightly sweaty balls between my legs. See the first large drop of precum that is just now beginning to rise up out of the big hole at the end of my cock. Hold my long shaft against your sweet face and kiss it all over, for me.
OH Baby, I love to see my cock on your face. Lick it for me. I need to feel your warm wet tongue licking it up and down. I need to feel your tongue licking all over this swollen cock head. Lick that drop of precum. Taste your horny mans juices. Love that cock like I know you do. Show me how much you love it. I want you to be my sexy little slut.
I want you to worship my big beautiful cock and show me that you need it as much as I need your sweet little pussy. Lick my balls for me. Emily. You are my beautiful little slut, aren't you? Take my balls into your mouth, one at a time and softly suck them for me. Feel then filling with love juice, just for you. You hot little slut.
Now get that sweet little tongue down there and lick my tight little ass hole for me. I love that, Emily. I love to feel your tongue licking all over my hot little hole. Get it nice and wet for me and then push it up tighter against my hot hole and let me feel it pushing inside me. OH Yes, Baby. Tongue fuck my little ass hole for me.
Look up and see the expression on my face as I feel you enter my back side. Stroke my long thick shaft with your hands and look me right in the eyes with that nasty slut look that tells me you belong to me and that you need my cock. I want to reach down and take your beautiful blonde hair and lay it all across my lap and feel it falling against my hard muscular thighs. I love to feel your hair rubbing around my balls. Take my cock, Emily. Take it in your hands and let me watch as you begin to swallow it deep into your sexy hot mouth.
Your pretty, tight little red lips are beginning to drop lower and lower as your face gets closer to my stomach. Suck it, your horny slut. Suck my big fat manhood. I want to take your beautiful head in my hands and softly encourage you to take more and more of my hot dripping fuck pole into your lovely little mouth. Can you take it all, Emily? Can you take all of me into your mouth like the sexy little slut that I know you are?
Let me see if you can relax your throat muscles enough to allow my huge cock head to slip down your throat. OH YES. You beautiful sexy little slut. Eat my fat cock for me. OH. That feels so damn good that I just want to take your head in my hands and push your face all the way down until I can feel my cock inside your throat.
Emily, I want to fuck your throat so bad. Your Patrick needs to fuck your beautiful face, right now. My cock is so hard and randy and I need to squirt all of my hot love juice down your throat . But I have to stop you, Darling. I can't let you have my cum just yet. I'm sorry but I need to taste that sexy little cunt of yours first. I need it, Emily. I need your pussy NOW !!!
I am going over to the bed and lay down. I want you to come over here and sit right up on my face and I want you to feed it to me. Feed your Patrick. Lay that sweet beautiful cunt hole over my mouth and let me eat all that I need.
OH Emily, it smells so good. I love the smell of your sweet pussy. That makes me so randy for my hot slut. Your soft silky pussy hairs are beginning to glisten with your own juices as you slowly lower yourself to my hungry mouth. Feel my mouth open and feel my hot breath against your damp pussy lips. Feel my lips reaching forward to suck you in closer to me. Feel my harm wet tongue licking softly across your labia. Feel it licking your little clit. Feel my lips sucking your horny slut hole. Feed me, Emily.
Your Patrick needs to drink your sexy slut juices. I need to taste your horny hole and enjoy the exquisite flavor of your cunt juices flowing down into my mouth and down my throat. I can taste the thick juices dripping between your pussy lips and my tongue slips up deeper into your slut hole to lick out every drop of your precious juice. I need you so bad, my sexy little slut.
My cock is throbbing right now as I suck like a hungry sex maniac on that beautiful little hole. Can you feel my tongue in you, Emily? Can you feel my warm wet tongue licking deep inside you? Can you feel how wonderful it is to have your horny Patrick licking your sexy little pussy lips and feel me licking all over that hard little clit bud? OH Babe, feel me wet lips softly sucking your clit. I need your pussy so bad, Emily.
I need it, NOW. Rub that horny fuck hole all over my face and fuck my tongue like a soft wet little cock. Rub your clit back and forth across my nose as my tongue fucks your cunt hole. You really are my slut, aren't you Emily? Tell me that you belong to me. Let me that you love all the things that I do to your body and let me know that you belong only to me.
Now come down here and kiss me with your lips. Taste your own pussy juices in my mouth. Let me taste my own cock in your mouth. Now look me in the eyes and tell me that you need me to do all the nasty things that you want, to your body. And give me those sexy little titties that I love so much. Give them to your Patrick. Let me feed on those beautiful dark hard nipples.
Now lower your hips, wile I am sucking your little titties and reach back and hold my throbbing cock in your hand and rub it all over your hot fuck hole. Do you want my cock inside you, Slut? Do you want to feel that long thick huge cock shoving deep up your cunt? My slut Loves to fuck her Patricks cock, don't you? That's it baby. Lets see if you can take every last inch of my huge swollen throbbing cock all the way inside your precious little cunt hole.
Fuck me, Emily. Fuck me you nasty little slut. Fuck that big cock that you love so much. I want to watch you sit up on it and I want to see it impale your body completely. You are the sexiest, most beautiful slut I have ever known. I want to spew huge gobs of cum deep into your beautiful body. Fuck it, Bitch. Fuck me fast and hard. Fuck what you love. Be my hot nasty little slut bitch. But don't cum yet. You can't have my cum yet. Not until you prove to me that you are the real slut that I know you are.
Now, Emily. Get on your hands and knees for me. I want you to get down like a bitch slut dog in heat. Get on all fours and offer that hot ass for your Patrick. Hump your ass back and forth for me. Beg me to fuck you like a slut dog. Beg me to fuck you in the ass like a true slut. Be my slut, tonight. Be my bitch tonight. Beg me to fuck you in the ass and beg me to show you who your Patrick is.
I want to reach down and spread your bum open with my hands and I want to place the dripping head of my throbbing cock right up against that hot nasty tight little ass hole of yours and I want to fuck you right up the ass. Do you want it, Bitch? Do you want to know who your Patrick is? Do you want me to use you like the total slut that we both know you are? Feel the heat from my cock against your tight little back hole. Do you want it, Emily?
Can you feel your most private little dark hole being opened wider and wider as your Patricks huge cock head pushes tighter and tighter in until it finally pops inside your completely stretched out ass hole? My cock head inside your ass, you hot little slut. Do you like that? You love it up the ass don't you. It makes you feel like the slut bitch you need to be, doesn't it? Now shove that beautiful little bum back further and begin to feel the burning heat of your Patrick's hot fuck pole as it goes ever so deep up your ass. Give me that slut ass, Bitch. Take my cock deeper and deeper up your ass and fuck me like the nasty little bitch dog slut that you truly are.
Oh Emily, I love this so much. Your beautiful ass feels so good on my cock. Your hot tight little hole is strangling my cock so tight and the exquisite feeling if your every so hot ass is making me want to fill your so full of my creamy love juices. I want to fill your bowels with my cum. I want you to feel the hot creamy man cum filling places of your body that you never thought possible. Your Patrick need to show you just what a truly wonderful slut you really are. I want to reward you with my cum up your ass.
Have you ever felt so much beautiful cock this far up your ass before? Do you want my cum up your ass? No!! Not yet. I want to give it to you, but first you are going to have to show me just how really nasty you can be for me. First you are going to have to show me that you are every bit the true slut I need. You know that your Patrick is a horny, randy, nasty fucker and you are going to have to show me that you want everything that I can give you. So I pull my cock all the way out of your ass and I can hear you cry out in disappointment from the loss of the most wonderful cock you have ever had. But I need to know that you truly want to please me. I need to find out if you can be as nasty and as kinky as I want you to be.
Tell me, Emily. Tell me what you want to do for me. Talk nasty to me. Tell me something really nasty and kinky that you want to do for your New found Patrick. Convince me that you deserve this beautiful cock. I would like to let you cum for me and I want to reward you with all of the delicious cum that you have filled my balls with, but you have to do something for me first.
Tell me what you can do for me that will convince me that you really love serving your Patrick. Tell me something that you want to do for me that is so nasty and kinky that I will want to reward you with all my hot cum.
I'm waiting, slut.........
My mind floundered for a moment, rushing to embrace any scrap of inspiration that fell my way. Shit, you know what it's like when you struggle for an idea that would SAY something about you - say something definitive - unambiguous - complete - total. Plan B was obvious. A cock as fat as a baby's arm and as hard a truncheon ponged happily before me, gleaming a polish of precum - his, mine. And while I couldn't actually see any skid marks of shit - they were there, waiting.
Sure - accepting the cock that had just stretched my still stinging arse would be a good thing to do. It was submissive. It was servile. It was humiliating. It was dirty. But it wasn't really enough. I needed to PROVE beyond any doubt that I deserved this beautiful cock, that I should be permitted to submit to this Patrick.
Then at last a thought dribbled into my dizzy head. If cleaning his shitty cock wasn't enough, it was because I needed cleaning first, from head to toe. I needed to wash away my former self. And it needed to be public. A baptism.
"You must cleanse me, Patrick. You must baptise me in your fluids and make me yours. Publicly, you must take ownership of me before I can serve you."
Your eyes narrowed, searching my face for a sign that the words he'd read between my lines were the right ones. To confirm them, I glanced out the window. You followed my gaze ... and grinned.
Still on all fours, you grabbed the base of my ponytail and roughly yanked me down off the bed. "You fancy a baptism, do you bitch - OK, lets do it." I moved as quickly as I could, squealing at the pain of my hair being pulled, at the fumbling of my hands and knees. "Come on you little fuck, move it." I half padded, half was dragged across the floor into the hall.
I felt a rush of exposure in the hall - yeah, the house was empty, but any one could breeze in and see me naked, be dragged through the house. "Come on bitch." You can't go down stairs on all fours. You can slide. You can fall. I did both, with a bit of knocking myself half senseless on the banisters as an extra. At the bottom, you yanked harder. "For fuck sake!"
You giddied me up with another tough tug and made me scamper across the living room, through the French windows and out on to the cool flags of the patio. I tried to look for any nosey neighbour as I scuffed nude out into the garden, but the constant pull on my hair held my face down.
At last, you threw me up against the washing line pole. I sat crumpled, catching my breadth, squinting my eyes in the bright sunlight. My knees stung from gazes. I knew in a couple of hours my thighs, arms and forehead would sprout the purple blooms of big bruises.
Suddenly I realised again where I was - and darted a look into every overlooking window from each of my neighbours' houses. They all showed no life. But it would be easy to lurk and not be seen, with just one step back from any window. The thought was chilling - and thrilling.
I guess I wasn't really paying my Patrick much attention ... well, any, really, so I didn't see the slap. "Kneel Bitch ... and keep the fuck still!"
I'd sort of expected to be tied up, but was surprised how much my breadth was taken away when you tugged with your full weight on the tail end of the washing line you'd wrapped round me several times. It really dug in across my titties and round my neck. I winced and you slapped me on the other cheek. "Shut the fuck up, you little bitch whore. No one cares about a little fuck like you and your little girlie crying."
You picked up the end of a green thick rubber garden hose and whacked me with it across the chest. I cried out in pain and you grunted with pleasure. You didn't explain what the punishment was for. You just hit with the hose. I guess you were just trying it out. Jesus, it really fucking hurt. I would feel tears welling up and it was all I could do to stop them.
To distract you, I opened my mouth as wide as I possibly could and, craning my neck forward, offered it to you cock. You grinned. "You want this fat fucker, don't you my little fuck slut". You placed the purple fat head of your penis on my lower lip, and gently rolled on your hips to slide it into the back of my mouth.
I was choking of course, but desperately trying not to show it. You stabbed with your cock for my throat. "Come on you little fuck, take me deeper". I held up my head as tall as I could, to straighten my mouth and throat for you. You held the sides of my head in your big firm hands, pressing, harder.
You thumbs resting gently but threateningly over my eyelids. I was concentrating on not losing my teeth. I didn't notice whether I could taste my own shit as the stem of your cock rasped over my tongue. You fucked my face. Slowly at first, rolling your hips in and out, cooing softly to yourself. "Ohhh yeah babe, eat my meat".
I was focused on doing it right, doing it good. You began to rock my head in time with the roll of your hips. Your cock flooding my mouth, its head jabbing down my throat - hard - harder - hardest. "Oh bitch, that soooooooo good," you sung. All me being was focused on being your shitty-cock sucking little whore.
I felt dizzy and concussed as you impaled my face on your iron hard rod. Faster and faster you pistoned into my mouth. Droll spilled out down my chin and down my chest between my quickly wobbling titties. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh ffffffuck baby." You could hardly speak between grunts and pants. Suddenly you whipped your cock and started stroking it fast, real fast.
You hand a blur, your voice strained "first ... the annn ... anointing ... aaaaaaaaaagh jez yeah ... oh yeah bitch ... ohhhh". Long stringy gulps of hot pale creamy cum splashed over my forehead, across my left eye and across my nose, down my cheeks, my chin, my mouth. "Oh yeah bitch, eat that" I rushed my mouth, jaw aching, back over your cock to drink up the last of your ejaculation. It tasted fucking great. Sour and salty and creamy. I wanted you to see how much I relished it. But before I could clean it completely you pulled it out of my mouth. Still largely erect, you held it carefully, head exposed, pointing at my face.
"And now ..." you pants had become more even, your voice more focused "... the cleansing".
For a looooong moment we were a bizarre tableaux. You standing erect, naked, chest still heaving, but slowing into that calm space men reach when they've cum. Hold your cock out. Me, kneeling on sore gazed knees, criss-crossed with a nylon washing line wrapped round me, digging into my skin, holding me tight against the washing line pole. Looking directly at the angry purple head of your still fat cock. Outside the silent intimacy that bound us, I slowly became aware of this.
The house, the neighbours' houses - I wanted to look, to check that I could enjoy the thrill of being defiled publicly, without the consequences of actually being seen. But I daren't turn my head away from your cock to look.
I noticed the pole too - cold and rusty against my back. I noticed my jaw - aching - even as I kept it open before your cock, ever ready to serve you. I noticed the cum splashed across most of my face, the way it cooled so quickly. The way it separated into the clear seminal fluid, which started to streak down my face and dribble cold droplets onto my chest, and then run down over my tummy. The way the thicker spunk slowly flowed like cold lava down my face. I licked my lips
I waited - quiet, patient, as you reached inside yourself. I looked up at you and saw you straining. I smiled. After a moment, you smiled back with that smile of relief. It started as the tiniest of trickles. A thin yellow tinkle that arched from the tip of your cock for a moment and then fell to the floor between us. I moved my head forward to catch your precious juice in my open mouth when the full force of your piss gushed into my mouth.
"Arrgh" you cried with pleasure as your bladder began to empty properly. I was caught off guard and had to turn my face away as I screwed my eyes up tight, coughed, choked and tried to swallow. A stinging slap to the side of my head brought me up to face front properly. "Ohhhh, I'm cleansing you, bitch ... washing off all the other guys who've cum over my little fuck whore ... scent marking you!"
You laughed to yourself as you zigzagged your freely urinating cock across my face. Pissing into every part of my face. Your hot steaming piss washed away your cum in speeding rivulets of urine which drained off my chin, ran down my neck and flowed over my titties.
In the naked cool of the garden, your hot piss made my nipples stand like taut little statues. With one hand you made my head bow, and you gushed hot piss across the top of my head, wetting my hair, turning my blonde lengths into dark wet little thin rats tales. Your hand slide down under my chin and raised my face back up to you.
With my eyes shut tight from the stinging piss, my tongue and lips felt the thunder of your fast heavy piss flooding my mouth. I tried to swallow in quick gulps, but could still feel the piss draining quickly out of the corners of my mouth. "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, oh you're good little piss slut". Inside, I burned with pride.
With your stream weakening, you flicked your cock back and forth, up and down, to make sure my neck, shoulders, chest, tummy and thighs were all gleaming wet in your golden pee. Before popping your hot cock into my mouth, so I could suck in the last dribbles directly down my throat. "Ohhhhh yes, that's a good little bitch".
Gently I sucked on your massive cockhead bulged in my mouth, feeling it toughen and grow even as the last few squirts of piss filled me. You took hold of my head again, and moaning low to yourself, started to rock you cock into my head again.
"Hi there!" a familiar voice cheeried. Your strong hands stopped my head turning or stopping you cock sliding through my lips. "Afternoon" you returned in a shockingly normal voice, "beautiful day".
I squinted my eyes open a fraction, the droplets of cold urine still dribbling down from my hair making them sting like hell. Just as I feared, Graham, Cheryl's nasty husband, was leering over the back garden fence, his eyes checking me out, feasting on every bit of detail: my nakedness, my bondage, my defilement by urine, my public whore cock sucking.
I guess he watched most of it - he was just that kind of creep. Beside him, tucked under his arm, his tomboyish daughter Ellis stood with frightened eyes. I wonder if she saw the beating too. I blushed in humiliation. A little girl, watching a grown woman, a teacher, being bound, beaten and urinated on. I wanted to explain that this was all a complex game of trust and power exchange and it was what I wanted, what I deserved - but some concepts are just way to hard to explain.
"It's a beautiful afternoon when you can get out and do the World a favour." Graham smirked. "You see darling" he peered down at this daughter, "that's what happens to uppity sassy girls get out of line and need teaching a lesson or two." Ellis gripped her father tighter. "Isn't that right?"
"Ha! Fucking damn right!" you laughed, delighted that my baptism had been witnessed - and that the local pubs and school playgrounds would ring to the gossip that there was a new slutty bitch in town.
I must admit that it was very exciting having been caught out by Graham and Ellis. A feeling of pride and power filled my heart, knowing that they had witnessed my defiling of my sexy little slut. I laughed to myself when I thought about what they must have been thinking and what they might say to the others in town. But I knew for sure that no one would doubt that you belonged completely to me. You are my property and that gives me such a wonderful feeling inside. I am so proud of you, Emily. You have proven your loyalty of submission to your Patrick and I will cherish my property forever.
When Graham and Ellis had finally finished staring at us and returned to their own business, I decided that I had better get you back into the house and clean you up. I untied your body and lead you back inside. "come with me, you hot little slut" I commanded.
I took you directly into the bathroom so that I could clean you up. I turned on the shower. "Get in there and down on your hands and knees". Getting in with you, I stood over your piss and cum covered body and reached down to wash your tender and sore nakedness. I knew that your body would have some serious bruises because of the way you were whimpering as my hands caressed your flesh.
"Stop your crying, you little baby. Your Patrick has to get you cleaned up so that I can take you out in public. I am not going out with you smelling like my piss. I expect you to look like nice when we are out together."
Once I had finished cleaning your body I had you return to your feet so that you could cleanse my hard naked body for me. I loved watching the look in your eyes as you slowly rubbed your little hands over my muscular body. Slowly touching and feeling the ripples of my muscles and looking with such admiration at my strong body. "You love to worship my body, don't you slut?" I know that your admiration of my strong powerful body is almost as much as my love and appreciation of your sweet beautiful feminine figure.
After finishing our shower together, I decided to get you dressed up for a special occasion I had planned for you. I had you put on a pair of thigh high stockings, no knickers, and a skirt so short that it almost covered the very tops of your stockings. I wanted to show you off this evening. We took a taxi down to the local station and purchased a ticket for us to travel down to the next town and return.
When the train arrived we got on and I selected a seat setting directly across from a young boy. He couldn't have been over 15 or 16 years old. When we sat down, I could see his eyes immediately shoot down to your long sexy legs. He tried not to be too obvious but we both noticed his stare. But this was exactly what I wanted. I leaned over and whispered into your ear. "Open your legs just a little bit, Darling. I want him to see your pretty little shaved pussy."
Obeying me as you knew you should, you separated your legs just enough so that the next time he looked down he was looking directly at that pretty little shaved pussy that I was so proud of. His young eyes opened wide and his stare lasted for several long seconds before he diverted his eyes again hoping that I wouldn't notice.
But it wasn't long before he couldn't resist having another good stare. This time he didn't remove his eyes from your soft clean little cunt for a long while. Then he noticed that I was looking at him and his innocent young face turned ten shades of red. I smiled at him with a reassuring look and within a few seconds his eyes were again fixed between your stocking covered legs and directly onto you damp, glistening pussy lips. The look in your eyes told me that you were getting a thrill from this experience as well.
The next thing I knew, he was twitching in his seat and I knew his young cock was getting hard in his pants. He was trying to adjust so that it wasn't too obvious but we both could plainly see the bulge growing ever harder. Then I moved across the seat and sat right next to the boy.
He became very nervous at first but I looked at him and told him that it was OK with me if he wanted to look at your pussy. Your eyes were again on his crotch and his were on yours. His bulge in his trousers became even more obvious as he looked ever harder at your sweet little cunt. I moved back next to you and whispered to you to open your legs wider to give him a good view.
This was all it took to make the young boy gasp with lust. His moan was verbally obvious and his eyes were fixed on your now parted pussy lips and I'm sure that he could see the pretty, pink flesh between the wet lips. By now, he didn't care if his bulging trousers were obvious.
He straighten his cock straight up and he squeezed it hard. I knew that he was longing to touch my sluts little pussy. So I decided to reach down to the hem of your shirt and pulled it up just another inch or two and looked at the boy. "Touch it, I told him. He looked at me with shock for a few seconds but then reached across and put is dirty young little finger right on your soft little cunt. He pulled back quickly, but after he looked at me again, he reached forward and began to feel it's soft dampness with his fingers. I heard you moan a bit as the young boy began to explore deeper inside of your horny little fuck hole.
"Smell your fingers", I told him. When he pulled them out of your pussy, you had a look in your eyes that I had seen so many times before. My hot nasty little slut bitch was coming in heat and I knew you wanted more of this boys attention. He smelled his own damp fingers and a look came over his eyes that told me he needed more.
I told him to put his fingers deep inside and find out what it feels like. As soon as his hand returned to your cunt, you opened your legs wider and your eyes closed as you felt this randy little boy slip his finger all the way into your sticky little hole. As his finger explored deep into your quivering little cunt, I could hear you moaning with delight and your eyes we changing from a stare at his stiff little cock in his trousers to being closed as you enjoyed his hard little fingers delightfully playing and exploring up your slutty little cunt hole.
"Taste her juices. Lick your finger and find out what it tastes like" I told him. I think this embarrassed him a lot because he turned really red, this time, but soon his finger was in his mouth and we both watched him lick your cunt juices off his own wet finger and the poor little kid was about ready to explode as he got his first taste of real pussy.
Again I whispered in your ear, giving you some more direction. As instructed, you reached forward and placed your hand at his fly's and rubbed firmly against his stiff little cock. The boy had the taste of your womanhood in his mouth and the sweet pungent aroma of cunt filled his nostrils.
He leaned back in his seat and moaned loud as your little hand rubbed his cock back and forth in his trousers for a minute or so. Them suddenly he gave out a deep guttural sound and his body stiffened for a minute and then sank back into his seat. We both looked down at his trousers and a damp spot was so obvious that we both had to smile to each other. My sexy little slut had got the kid off without even taking his cock out.
The boy was so embarrassed that he couldn't even open his eyes to look at either one of us. The train stopped just then and we both quickly got off. The poor little kid was left setting there with a crotch full of sticky cum to have to deal with.
We both had a good laugh with each other and we talked about what had happened and both knew that we would have to find a place near to fuck each other. We were both totally randy and ready to have a good fuck but their didn't seem to be any private places around, so we both sat on the bench to wait for the train to take our return trip. As we talked, you admitted how much you got off on seeing the boy get so turned on and that you wished that it hadn't ended so quickly.
I love to do things that get my horny little slut bitch excited. So I told you that on our return trip, I was going to see if we couldn't pick up another young boy to take home with us. I told you that I would make him do some very sexy things for you so that I could watch how excited he becomes when he gets his first good fuck from a truly hot and nasty little slut, like mine. And to my delight, you whispered in my ear that you would also try to find a young girl for me to train as well.
"OH here comes the train, Darling. Lets get on and this time I want you to decided where we set and let me see what you can do for our mutual pleasure."
The pubs hadn't slopped out the tipsy and the blind drunk yet, so it was slim pickings on the train for potential "finds". Really, the choice was no choice at all - just one young couple: he was a foppish handsome young man, with floppy public-school boy blond hair, clear complexion and the smell of money you usually get from blue-bloods or drug-dealers.
In an effort to look worldly, he sported light blue round John Lennon sunglasses that gave his darting eyes behind a slightly unearthly look. He was 15 - or 16, or 17. When lads grow over six feet gets hard to tell. But I'd nail his girlfriend at 13.
No one works so hard at being grown up as a young teenage girl - and this little Goth girl was trying very hard. Her hennaed hair slinked back with gel, heavy black eyeliner, blood lipstick, ghostly pale face and neck. Black choker. She was wearing a black PVC bikini top over her small boobs and black PVC trousers. She was jewelled with two silver rings and a pearl stud in each ear. She looked like trash trying to be classy, and using all the conventions of rebellion to try and be shocking. She was trying to look older, but in trying too hard, she seemed so young and vulnerable. And besides, she was my next door neighbours little daughter, Ellis, out on the town.
The public-school-boy lad affected not to notice us as we sat down opposite. Ellis looked daggers at me as if to say, "Fuuuuuck Off, I'm trying to be grown up here and your going to ruin it!" But I pretended not to recognise her. She stared at her boyfriend, willing him to say, "Hey, lets move to another seat, these two are creeping me out". But her boyfriend ignored her. I guessed there was some trouble between them, otherwise why would these two not be in a pub or club this early in the evening.
"Excuse me" you leaned over to the boy. "But is your bitch sassing you?" The lad looked stunned.
"Only I could help noticing her poor attitude. You need to put a stop to it right now, or you'll never get her properly trained like my bitch..." I flushed with humiliation at my Patrick's boastfulness, and shame at being so publicly identified. Ellis' eyes widen so big they nearly fell out of their sockets "... hey, stand up babe."
I stood nervously - totally alive with self-consciousness and only thankful that the audience was small. The boy peered at me over the top of his sunglasses - his eyes undressing me. Ellis squirmed on her seat - uncomfortable at the direction events were starting to take and already several fathoms out of her depth.
You lit a cigarette and puffed a sail of smoke between my legs. You reached a hand in between my thighs and for an indulgent moment stroked the pale softness of my inner leg. I gave a small gasp at the shamelessness of your ownership. "OK babe, show the kids your goodies."
I tried real hard not to hesitate - not to give the slightest indication of doubt or questioning, and with both hands on the hem of my short skirt, lifted it up to show off my knickerless, hairless, pristine little pussy. I could feel myself blush - but no one was looking at my face.
"Fucking Wow, man!" exclaimed the lad. "Jesus!" swore Ellis and turned away, ashamed at me.
"Proper training, that's the thing." You took the ciggie and held it between my legs, and then slowly, steadily, moved it upwards, towards my exposed cunt lips. I held my breath, trying not to flitch. The burning head of the ciggie got so close it would burn off my pubic hairs - if I had any. I could feel the heat getting hotter and hotter. I bit my lip in anticipation of the full burn.
"JESUS STOP IT!" screamed Ellis. "STOP IT! STOPT IT"
You removed the cigarette, and took a deep happy puff. "You see" gleamed my pleased Patrick, "a well trained Bitch is already ready to pleasure her Master. Notice how finely shaved my Bitch's pussy is. It is baby soft because my Bitch shaves for me everyday, because she knows how I like my pussy."
My Patrick almost drooled over the word "pussy" every time he mentioned it. Made me hot to him to talk about me like that.
"Feel it. Go on, feel it, see the care a properly trained Bitch takes to serve her Master."
Suddenly the lad looked less like Mr Cool, and more like the fifteen-year-old he probably was. Caught between looking big in front of his girl and a very very weird situation of a mature woman showing off her bare bald pussy at the instructions of her older boyfriend. Tentatively, he stretched out his hand till it touched me just above my slit, and then slowly, but with increasing confidence, he ran his fingers down over my mons, till my whole pussy was cupped in the palm of his hand, and his fingertips were resting at the sticky entrance to my vagina.
The train moved with a lurch. Ellis bolted from her seat. The lad tried to grab her, but his now sticky fingers slipped off her PVC clothes, and you were on the wrong side of me to try and stop her from running off down the train.
My snatch to the throat stopped her in mid flight. Her head stopped in my grip, but her legs carried on running till they escaped from under her, tipping her backwards. The little bitch fell heavily on her back, smacking the back of her head against the cold dirty train floor.
I felt really pleased with myself for serving my Patrick so well, but you bushed me aside (I fell back on the seat), reached down, and yanked that dazed little bitch up, dragged her crying up across the floor, opened the train door window full down - and stuck her head and torso out the window of the speeding train.
The screams of terror from the little 13 year old Ellis hanging out the window where half drowned by the clang and clatter of the train - which must have been doing a good 70. You had to shout to make yourself heard.
"IF SHE WAS MY BITCH, I'D JUST TOSS HER OUT NOW AND BE DONE WITH HER. BUT YOU CAN ALSO USE THIS AS A TRAINING OPPORTUNITY." you patiently explained to the young lad - whose eyes blazed with excitement with only his girlfriend's butt and legs still inside the train. I was terrified for Ellis - any pole, any tunnel, any train coming the other way - and her pretty moody little Goth head would be taken clean off. But her screams of terror were so horny.
I couldn't help sliding a naughty finger up under my skirt to slowly tease my hungry slutty clit. I watched dreamily as with one hand you kept the bitch semi-pushed out the window, bent over, while with the other, you undid her trousers, dragged them down to her knees - unzipped your own, fished out his straining cock, and pushed it into Ellis' hairy mushy entrance. For a young girl she had a forest of hair covering her pussy lips and fringing her arsehole. Pity the poor bitch who had to wax her bikini-line.
"PPPPPLLLLEEEASSSEEEEE" she was screaming - her voice carried away on the wind before you could barely hear it. "PPPPLLLLLEEEEEAAAASEEEEEEEEEEE"
"YOU SEE HOW FEAR HAS MADE HER READY TO BE FUCKED?" The lad nodded back vigorously. "OF COURSE, SOME OF IT IS PISS, SEE HOW WET HER PANTIES ARE?" The lad peered down at the material hanging between his girlfriend's thighs - the thin white cotton strip of the thong that would usually cup her pussy was dark with wetness. "SHE'S PROBABLY PISSED HERSELF. SHE MAY DO IT AGAIN."
You entered Ellis with a slow gilding stroke, and firmly, deliberately, slowly, fucked her.
"PLLLLEAAASEEEEEE NO NO NO NO" the little bitch wailed back - each "NO" timed with the impact of the top of your cock hitting the roof of her tight girlish vagina. You tuned and grinned at me - but you face darkened as you saw me softly diddling my own sweet pussy. "HEY BITCH - STOP PLEASURING YOURSELF - PLEASURE HIM". Sheepishly, I moved across to sit by the young lad, unzipped his fly and took out his tall thin uncut cock. I rolled back his foreskin, and gently went down on him with my soft tongue and nibbling teeth. He slipped a hand up inside my top and fondled my little titties, as we both watched you rape his half-murdered little bitch. [When one Master lets another fuck his Bitch, can that ever be rape?]
The lad placed his hand on the top of my bobbing head, forcing me down to gagging limits as his cock speared my face. You were grunting inside your still screaming little fuck bitch.
"COME ON BITCH, FUCK ME BACK, SHOW ME YOU WANT TO LIVE, SHOW ME WHAT A RANDY LITTLE CUNT YOU ARE, PUSH BABY, YEAH PUSH BACK ON MY COCK. IMPALE YOURSELF BITCH. FUCK ME. GO ON, FUCK ME.
"OH JESUS STOP. PLLLLEASSEEEEEE STOP" she was shouting, but her narrow girlish hips were thumping back into your groin as you lunged forward with your powerful thighs to fuck her even deeper. You pushed a fat thumb into the entrance to her impossibly tight thirteen-year-old little arsehole, just to test it. But unmistakably, the little bitch started to cum - even as her head, arms and chest were smacked and buffeted by the 70mph winds of the express train, even as she was humiliatingly fucked by a man whose name she didn't even know, in front of her boyfriend, even as she'd pissed her panties with fear - she now quivered into climax. She'd been innocent that danger and pain and humiliation could tap a sexual fountain of energy that tidal waves over you. But now she was tasting real dangerous sex, and she was innocent no longer.
The little bitch went limp and silent, exhausted. Her quivers and convulsions pushing you over the edge as her young cunt muscles gripped your pumping cock till your spunk rushed up and exploded in her quickly flooded pussy.
You suddenly looked pooped too. Retracting her thumb out of Ellis' arse, and withdrawing your cock, gleaming with cum, till a plop noise was heard. You pulled the bitch back inside the train and shut the window.
Comparative silence descended on us all, except for the licky spity noises of my mouth gliding up and down the long tall smooth shaft of this teenage boy. You sat and watched me, smiling. The little bitch stood shaking by the window, her trousers still round her knees - cum slowly leaking out of her puffy moist pussy lips. Her hands where pressed against the shut window. Her little A cups heaving and panting. Her face a ribbon of tears flowing freely down streaked black makeup. Her cheeks scrubbed red by the wind and raw from crying. Her hair wild. She stood before us softly sobbing - not knowing what to do next - like a discarded toy who hadn't been put back into it's box.
"Darling." There was such calm tenderness in your voice. "Sort out this little bitch, so we can carry on her re-education back at your place."
The lad looked oh so regretful as I slowly slid my head off the end of his cock and stood up. I pulled Ellis' panties back up. They were cold and wet and made her shiver. But she didn't complain. As I mothered her so she became a child for me. I pulled up her trousers and sat her down beside me, pulling her head to my chest, to rest. We dozed while you talked to the lad about Master-hood, and the way of life that meant.
When we got to my house, the place was quiet. Both Laura and Jack had gone to bed, and Anothony was out at work, doing the night shift. You and Simon had become best mates, laughing and joking. But little Goth girl Ellis was still shattered by her experience, and pale from the knowledge that her trails had only just begun. I led everyone downstairs to the utility room, with it's cold concrete floor, tools, and overhanging rafters. I felt chill too, knowing that I would be tested as well.
"Now let's get little Ellis here, into position for her training." I ordered you.
I held her little shoulders in my hands and pushed your skinny little bum right back against the long wooden work bench that Anthony had built for himself a few years ago.
Just as I had expected, Ellis' reaction was one of shock and fear as her tiny young body was firmly pressed against the bench. Her face was filled with fear and her eyes shot over to Simon, seeking help from her dilemma.
"Tie this little bitch's hands back for me, Emmy!" I commanded.
You quickly grabbed a long piece of dirty old rope that laid strewn on the filthy wooden bench and began to quickly tie our young girl's hands and stretch her arms back behind her and across the bench until the weight of her upper body was resting on her own hands and arms. She couldn't have mover her upper body if she wanted to, and if she dared to kick up her feet or legs, the entire weight of her body would have her arms ripped right out of their sockets or her lower broken in half by the rough edge of the wooden bench.
I told you that I wanted you to go over to the little girl and lean over her stretched back little body and look her in her eyes and speak softly to her. I want you to put your face right into hers and show her the loving motherly attention and guiding direction that she needs. Press your sexy body down against hers. Let her feel the softness of another female body against hers. Let her feel the warm mothering care that will allow her to relax. Give her the comfort that a mother figure can provide for her. Speak softly to your young girl and let her know how much she will benefit from this training and how wonderful she will feel when she has surrendered to the Patricks desires.
With your body leaning forward softly against your young girls, and your pretty face just inches from her make up streaked little face, you began comforting her and explaining to her that this was all for her and Simons benefit. She needed to learn to surrender herself to him as his young bitch slut, and that he need to learn how to take loving control over her, for their mutual pleasures.
"OK, Bitch. It's time to begin her training. Step back. I want you to go over and stand next to Simon and I want you both to watch together while I expose this pretty young slut's naked body."
The first thing I did was to grab a big rusty, dirty garden scissors from the wall. I placed it against her exposed midriff. Her tight little body twitched in anticipation of what was about to begin. Then I forced the scissors to slit up the entire front of her PVC top. The shiny material fell open and down her sides, exposing her naked little tiny titties just beginning to grow proudly from her chest. The sight excited me to no end.
"You know best, Emmy, how much your Patrick loves little tits. You know how much I enjoy sucking on yours and how much I love squirting my hot cum all over them or just playing with them with my hands and fingers."
Yes, seeing this little thirteen year old girl's tits did excite me and I wanted to reach forward and suck them for awhile but there were other things at hand that needed my more immediate attention. Young Ellis was watching me intently to see what my next move might be. I could tell that the thrill of the situation, had her extremely excited. Your sweet mothering affections and now the thrill of being having her tight little young body being exposed to this horny, lustful old man, had her little nipples as hard as little peanuts. They sat proudly on the very tips of her small round little breasts. I couldn't resist reaching my face down to nibble them gently with my front teeth. She screamed with excitement at the gentle pain and the wonderful pleasure that she felt at the same time. Giving her sweet young firm titties a final lick and kiss, I moved down to my knees in front of her PVC covered, lower body.
I glanced back to check on you and Simon. Both of your eyes were fixed on what I was doing with this little teenage girl. I could see lust in both your faces and Simon had his hand against the front of his trousers as her gently rubbed his long skinny your cock.
"Emmy'" I called. "I think young Simon's cock needs some attention. You had just begun to show him the delights of having his young cock sucked by a nasty older experienced woman. I want you to take his cock out and slip it into your sweet wet little mouth and suck it real slow and soft while he watches his teenage bitch get her first taste of submissive training."
You didn't hesitate even for a second in doing as your Patrick told you to do. This was something that you were more than eager to perform. I know how much my randy little slut, Emmy loves to suck cock. And the sight and feel of this young boy's eager cock, was more than a delight to you. You would have loved to suck like a hungry little slut in need of some hot man cum, but as instructed by your Patrick, you slowly and gently licked and sucked it just enough to provide the kid with some sexual delight while he watched his little girlfriend being defiled and abused and taught all the things she needed to know to become the hot nasty slut that he wanted her to be for him.
I then undid the front of little Ellis' PVC trousers and tugged them down over her slim little hips and down to the floor at her feet. The sudden feel of the cool utility room air gave little Ellis' thin spindly legs a rush that sent shivers throughout her body. She was now tied back, with her tender your nakedness exposed completely, except for her pretty little knickers. On my knees in front of her, my face was inches from the damp crotch of her soaked and stained little knickers.
I pulled the waistband forward and looked in at all the soft, almost straight, young pubic hair that was beginning to sprout everywhere between the legs. If she didn't learn to control this mess, her crotch area would soon be overgrown with hair. Not a pretty sight to most men.
You know Emmy, how I like my sluts pussy kept nice and clean and soft and shaven for me, don't you?
After making a few rude comments to Ellis about her pubic hair, I looked back at you and Simon. He had taken his eyes off what I was doing to his little girlfriend and had his head back, enjoying your sexy mouth softly fucking his stiff young prick.
"Simon!! You had better watch yourself, mate. You'll end up emptying your young nuts way too early. I have some plans for you, young man."
"Now get your horny little mouth off his cock. I need you to come back over here and give me a hand with this little girl."
I instructed Simon to keep his own cock ready, but to make sure he didn't spill his seed yet.
"Emmy, we need to get rid of this pubis hair."
Suddenly little Ellis started objecting to my plans and began trying to bust loose from her confinements.
"NO she objected. Your not going to shave my hairs off. My mummy told me that was naughty. She said only slutty girls did that"
"Ellis, let me tell you something. You are going to be a slutty little girl by the time I have finished with you today."
But my words fell on deaf ears. Her objections continued and she was fighting with all her might to get free. She even lifted one leg at a time and tried to kick me or something. Simon was becoming quite aroused by the sight and sound of his young girlfriends gyrations. His cock still in his hands and his eyes fixed at her crotch as I continued to hold the front of her little knickers stretched out so that I could access the extent of work that needed to be done to clean up this mess of hair that adorned her young cunt. As the young girl continued to fight, I decided that I had to teach her a lesson.
"OK You little bitch, it's about time that you learned that when your Patrick tells you something, you need to accept that as an order. It's not for you to question his decision. I could have made this easy for you, but as you feel you need to fight with me, I'll just have to show you who is boss around here".
Emmy, hand me those pliers over there".
I took them from you and taking just a few strands of Ellis' little pussy hairs into the jaws of the pliers, I held on tightly and ripped them right out of her tender young flesh.
An almighty squeal burst from her little mouth and echoed throughout the utility room.
"Shut the fuck up, you loud mouth little cunt". I demanded.
"Are you trying to wake up Laura and Jack"?
"Emmy, grab that dirty old rag over there and fill her mouth with it".
As soon as the little bitch began screaming again, you shoved the rag deep into her mouth and quickly rapped some tape around her head to hold it all in place. Then I took a few more strands of pussy hair into the jaws of the pliers and asked her if she wanted me to get rid of her pussy hair? She started shaking her head back and forth as a sign that she still didn't want that, so I ripped out a few more.
Again I took some of her tender young pussy hairs into the pliers and again ask her if she wanted me to get rid of her pussy hair. Again she objected and again I yanked them out by the roots. By now we couldn't hear her screams but could see the pain that was being inflicted on this poor little girl. None of wanted to harm her but we all knew that she had to understand that her Patricks words were to be the final decision.
I told you to try to comfort her and make her understand what she must do. I watched as you leaned forward and took her tear stained face into your hands and gently kiss her lips. Whispering something motherly and comforting to her, must have helped because the next time I grabbed hold of a few of her soft little hairs, and ask her if she wanted me to get rid of them, she looked me right in the eyes and shook her head in a sign of submission.
"OK, little girl. If that's what you want, I'll do it for you. I'll get rid of all that nasty old pussy hair and make your young cunt nice and pretty for young Simon to enjoy."
So my next step was to slide her pretty little knickers down past her thin young hips and down her legs. Our young slut, in training, was beginning to understand that resistance was not a preferred method of reaction to her Patricks desires. She lifted each foot as I motioned her to do as I removed her little panties and held them up for close inspection. They were dripping wet inside and stained from my own cum that had filled her little cunt hole during her assault on the train.
"Emmy, go upstairs and get me a bowl of hot water and some of Mark's shaving cream and a nice new raiser so that we can clean up this mess from Ellis' defiled virgin cunt".
In your absence, Simon and I removed all of our clothing and talked about some of the pleasures that might lie ahead for him and Ellis when she had finished her training. I gave him some inspiration and advice and we both stood in front of her stroking our cocks and rubbing our hands all over her naked young flesh. She was beginning to understand the pleasures of being submissive and allowing her Patricks to take control of her body. Her eyes went from one to the other. Looking at me and my long fat old hard cock to Simons much thinner but almost equally long boy cock, as we felt up her nakedness and jerked off in front of her.
Upon your return, I suggested to Simon that he and I have one of the beers that Mark had stashed on a shelf nearby.
"Lets just relax in minute, mate. I think this is a job for a loving mother to do for her little girl."
We both sat on the floor at either side of our bound young "slut in training" to watch as my experienced, mothering, Emmy slut, gave her little girls pussy a good shaving.
I noticed that you had taken the initiative to bring along a small scissors to trim most of Ellis' bush with. So as suggested, you got down between her slender young legs and began your task. With such adoring, motherly love, you began to cut off the length of dark brown pubic hair around your little girls mons. Ever so carefully and tenderly, you cut it as close to her skin as possible. Trimming off a bit at a time, you continued your mission of cleaning all the hair from all over her pretty young pussy and even the few hairs that had begun to sprout down her legs.
Your next step was to soak her young crotch area with the hot water and spread Marks shaving cream all over your little girls pussy. Simon and I were both taken by the tender way that you held your soft flesh and ever so carefully scraped away at her, now very short, pubic hairs. Raising the razor and going back for another stroke, and another until your little girls pussy was as smooth and as soft as it could be. Little Ellis seemed to be so relaxed by now. We knew that she felt "in good hands" as her mothering, older friend, tenderly cleaned up her mess of hair.
Simon and I were both stroking our cock as we watched you working away so lovingly on the young teenage girls cunt. But you didn't seem to be able to get down under her body enough to get the last of the hair that was down around her virgin little ass hole. Samding up, you put your face close to hers and asked her if she was enjoying this tender care.
When you looked at me and asked if we could turn her around so that you could get between her tight little ass cheeks to finish your task, I agreed. So Simon and I came to her sides and untied the rope from the back of the bench and stood her up. I looked at the young girl and asked her if she was beginning to understand that she needed to be submissive and allow her Patrick to take control of her body. Her eyes and the movement of her head told me that she was finally willing to submit. I told her that if I let Emmy take the rag out of her mouth, I would expect her to keep quiet and do as she was told. She nodded in agreement.
"OK Emmy. Take her gag out and wash her pretty little face so that we can see what she really looks like under that streaky black makeup".
It wasn't easy for you to get the tape and rags out of her mouth without hurting her and pulling her hair, but little Ellis didn't make a sound. She accepted the slight pain as all part of her experience and education. Simon and I continued to hold the rope's still tied around her wrists but Ellis wasn't resisting a bit. She was allowing you to wash her face and clean her up for us all to enjoy. When you had finished washing her face I noticed you give her a little kiss on the cheek and she returned the feeling with a soft short kiss to your lips. I knew that our sweet innocent young girl felt that she had not only found a maternal figure to confide in but also that she was about to embark on a learning experience that would take her to a great new realm of pleasure and discovery.
It was time to turn our little girl around so that mummy can finish cleaning her backside. I asked her if I could leave her hands and arms untied without fear of her struggling to run away. She looked at you and then back at me and said, "Yes Patrick, your wish is my command." Then she looked at Simon and told him that she loved him and that she wanted him to learn how to treat her this way. She said that she had never felt so excited, or so delighted with being enjoyed. She wanted this to continue and she needed to learn all that we could teach her about the pleasures of servitude.
Simon looked at me and said "Sir. I also want to learn how to keep my slut Ellis as happy as she seems right now". With those words, I instructed Simon to remove the rope from her wrist as I did her other one. Then we all stepped back a couple paces and told little slut Ellis to turn around and lay the top half of her body over the bench and to reach back and spread her bum cheeks for her mothering Emmy to finish shaving her clean. As instructed, our young slut turned around, bent over, and spread herself open for you. Setting back down on the floor, Simon and I watched closely as you finished shaving her for us all to enjoy.
I asked Simon if he had ever watched as two females made love to each others bodies before. Not unexpectedly, his answer was NO. I told him that could be very erotic to watch and that if he liked, I would have my slut Emmy, teach Ellis some of the extreme pleasures of pleasing another woman. This idea seemed to excite young Simon to no end.
I noticed that you were just finishing wiping the last of the shaving cream from between Ellis' crotch, so I told you that I wanted you to do something very exciting for me.
"I want to watch you teach your pretty young friend how to pleasure a woman. Me and Simon are going to watch as you do it and we want to see and hear how exciting it can be to witness a very feminine sex act".
At first Ellis looked a bit shocked and for a moment I thought that she would have to punished for objecting to such an act, but since you already understand that it is always best for you to do just as I request, you immediately took your little girl in you arms and held her naked young body close to yours and whispered something in her ear that must have changed her mind, because as soon as you stood back, she smiled at you and asked you to teach her how to pleasure your needs.
"Do it Emmy ! ! ! Your Patrick awaits. Let me experience it all as young Simon and I stroke our cocks and watch closely while you teach our teen girl all about the pleasures of another woman's body".
"You might want to get a few beers from the fridge", I grinned, "We might be some time." With a certain theatricality, I wiggled my hips and botty as I positioned Ellis to lay down on the rough bench, and then positioned myself between her thin pale juvenile thighs.
"Is this nice ..?" I dipped my head down on to the rawness of Ellis' freshly shaven mons, and slowly but firmly, with tongue extended, licked down across her labia, before taking them in my warm mouth, and sucking on them. Ellis, whose apprehensive face stared at me as I went down on her, remained silent: neither applauding nor resisting. With her pussy lips stuffed in my mouth, my tongue explored their soft crinkly surfaces, tasting the slight salt of her flesh - searching for the slit to spilt them open. It took a few good wet mouthfuls of gentle chewing before her protective pussy lips folded back as my probing tongue slushed inside. The tip of my tongue tickled the entrance to Ellis' vagina, before slowly lapping up towards her clit, then circle around and over her little clit, before dragging the base of my tongue back down across the moistening valley of the young girl's cunt. And again, and again and again. My head slowly nodding, like a nun in a strange trace of worship, smoothly eating out this prim teenage womanhood.
Ellis remained perfectly still, perfectly silent. The only clue that her mind was lost in her own personal erotica was the steady deep breathiness of her chest, the slight trembles in her thigh. Long minutes passed with just the occasional wet clicks of a woman licking out another.
I raised my head for a moment. My tongue a bit numb, my neck a bit creaked. Ellis looked back at me with "don't stop" eyes. I looked round at you. You and Simon sat comfortably, slowly wanking erections with one hand, and idly gulping bottles of beer with the other. "Is that nice?" I asked Ellis again. She smiled a yes. "Would you like it to be nicer?" Her eyes struggled to imagine how it could be nicer, but she gave a slight nod of consent. I took a wooden clothes peg and held it up for her (and you). Ellis' eyes widened.
I crotched down, and bushing my long blonde hair out the way, so you could watch, took one of the plump outer labia framing Ellis' sweet pussy between my fingers, and slowly - very slowly - placed it between the open jaws of the clothes peg. Gently, I relaxed the spring, so the peg gradually bit into the soft puffy flesh. "Ouch! Hey fuck that hurts. Jezzz!!!" Her protests rose to a squeal, as pinch of the peg got tighter.
I plunged my face back into her pussy and attacked her clit with short stabbing wiggles of my tongue. "Oh fuck, that hurts so much!" The skinny little bitch moaned and wailed and pushed her pubic bone into my face as I licked and nibbled her clit. The peg pinched the blood from her cunt lip. "Oh, oh, oh, ouch" she wined. I rose, got a second peg to put on the other side, and returned to my work. "Oh fuck, you bitch, that hurts!" she cried, "that hurts, that really hurts".
Yet her groin betrayed her words as it dug into my face, seeking out the hurt, making it a good hurt, a hot hurt, a cum hurt. I was totally focused on chewing the little bitch's hard clit as her pussy slimed over my face. "Ouch! Oh fuck! Owww!" My fingers, three of them, slipped easily into her juicy wet hole and started pumping. But she was already climaxing, shouting how much it hurt as drove her pussy down into my face, quivering and rubbing herself sore.
As she calmed, I sat up. "You see how the pain can be so good. You see how it makes everything so intense."
I picked up a gleaming acupuncture needle - all shiny and thin and menacing. Ellis backed off as far as her bindings would allow, "hey, hey! HEY! ... now just wait a minute!" she hollered, "not that!"
"But darling" I cooed, "this is for me, I want the hurt too." I pinched a nipple between my fingers and pulled it out as far as it would stretch, pulling the skin of my saggy little tittie tight. I placed the tip of the needle a little to the side and back from my nipple. I took a deep breath, looked directly into your eyes, and pushed the needle into my breast.
I tried to be strong but couldn't help but wince in agony. I couldn't finish it. I offered my pinch tit to Ellis, "finish it for me" I begged between clenched teeth. But frightened little Ellis shock her thirteen-year-old head furiously, even as her eyes stayed glued to the needle sticking out of my small plump tittie, unnaturally pulled into a cone. Pleadingly, I looked at you.
You rose and strolled over to us, stiff cock bouncing crazily as you walked. You carefully took hold of the needle. With a small tug you pulled it out, looked at the puncture mark dotted with a spot of blood. You placed the tip of the needle in your mouth, licking off the blood there, and then carefully returned the tip to the wound I'd made. With a strong steady hand, in one action you pushed the needle through the soft meat of my breast till it emerged out the other side, having travelled a full inch, all the way behind my nipple.
Even with my hand covering my mouth I couldn't help but scream, as heavy hot tears rolled slowly down my face. You took a second needle. I wasn't sure I could do it again, surely I would faint. The pain was burning in my breast. But without hesitation or pausing, you squeezed my other tit till the skin was drum tight, and pushed the second needle in and through, behind my nipple.
I was crying with pain. Ellis was crying with anguish. You took a calm step back to admire your work. I reached out my arms for Ellis, who came to me. I pushed her head down to my burning nipples. "Suck them, little darling, suck them hard, let me feel the hot pain turn to hot pleasure. Suck them harder!"
Ellis latched on to my tittie like a frightened child, her mouth working my nipples even as the needle behind them burnt with pain. "Bit me!" I whispered. A great slop of creamy cum landed on the back of Ellis' biting head, streaking down her dark straight hair in long stringy rivulets. Simon, who'd stood up to get a closer look, had lost control and shot his load over his girlfriend's head.
Ellis didn't notice, she was furiously sucking, nibbling and biting at my hurting nipples. Her hand, dug between my legs, grubbed around for my clit, and when she found it, began to rub me up roughly. The pain was making me dizzy. Simon roughly yanked back my head and pushed his cum creamed cock into my mouth. I tried to clean him, but the cloud of pain from me bitten titties and rudely handled pussy were driving me up and up. "Ohhh hurt me, yes, YES, HURT ME! Oh please. Oh yes!"
Ellis' mouth let go of my tits, and as her hands squashed and squeezed them so tight, she reached up to kiss me with heavy, urgent, stinging kisses. Then she darted her head back down and I felt her teeth grip my breast in a gnawing bite. My tongue lingered on my lips for a moment (before Simon stuffed his softening cock back in). I realised I could taste blood on the lips. My blood.
I climaxed. And as Ellis' teeth sank tighter round my screaming tortured tittie, I climaxed again. And as Ellis' frigging fingers mashed my slick pussy, I climaxed again. Till my knees could no longer hold me up, and I wilted - half fainted, back on to the bench ... panting ... crying ... smiling ... burning.
You put a warm hand on my shoulder in comfort. Patted me softly on the head, with pride. And mentioned, almost in passing to Simon, you can have a lot of fun with sharp things ... a lot of fun.