THE INSIDERS

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 2 ]

I was a wreck the next day at school. I had a totally different perspective on the Insiders and the pecking order of school. I never saw Patty, but the other five Insiders all made sure that they found me. One by one they caught up with me between classes or at lunch, each with the same message, “You’ll be sorry if you miss your appointment with Patty after school.” When Yvette found me, it was lunchtime and she had me stand in line for her and bring her lunch to her before I could get mine. By the time school was over, there was no way I could claim that I had forgotten about it, so I had no choice but to go to Patty’s house right after school.

“Very good,” she said as she met me at her door. “We like Nobodies who are prompt. That’s the way to stay out of trouble with us.” She led me into her house and upstairs to her bedroom. “I just want to make sure that you understand what happens if you screw up. So, tell me, what happens.”

“You send my pictures to everyone you can think of,” I replied.

“Very good,” she said again. “But we have other ways of punishing you. It doesn’t take a new Nobody very long to figure out that if you’re late to meet one of us, like maybe you’d decided to come to my house late today, well, we’re not going to dump all your pictures on the Internet just for that. But… well, what else could we do?”

I wasn’t sure if she really wanted an answer to that. It seemed like a rhetorical question, so I thought about it, but didn’t answer. After a few seconds she said, “We could make sure no other girls at school talk to you. That’s no fun for you. We could print a copy of you in your bra and panties and give that to some guys. That’s kind of fun for you. I mean, you suddenly have a bunch of new boys hanging around you and you don’t know why. That’s less trouble for you than putting the picture where everybody can get it. We could get one of the teachers to give you a hard time, maybe even a bad grade that you don’t deserve.” She sat down on her bed. “Get the idea? You don’t want to screw with us, even if it’s a little bit.”

“I understand,” I said to her. I wanted to tell her how unfair this all was, but she knew that. She’d had this done to her when she was a Nobody. Now that she was an Insider, it was obvious she was enjoying the position of power.

“So, let’s get started,” she said. “Tell me what you’re here for?”

“I think it’s because… well, um, I think you’re supposed to give me pussy eating lessons,” I said.

“You think that?” she asked. “Or do you know that, but you’re just hoping it isn’t really true?”

“I guess I hope it’s not true,” I answered.

“Well, let me set you straight,” she said. “Me and Caroline are lesbians. We like to have girls go down on us and we like to have it done right. Jessica is into power trips and that means she likes to make you do things you don’t want to do, like going down on her. Megan, Yvette, and Kilie are mostly into boys, but they know that a girl knows how to make them cum better than a boy does. That means you’re gonna learn how to eat pussy whether you like it or not. I just happen to be the best teacher.”

I’d been really grossed out yesterday when I’d had to lick each of them. It was worse to imagine that I would have to do it long enough for them to get excited and cum. Just standing there I felt so screwed. This isn’t at all what I had in mind when I had joined the Insiders. But, I knew that there was no way out of it. I knew that many girls had gone this way before and all of them had come to the same conclusion that I had – I was going to eat pussy. “Yum,” I said without much enthusiasm.

Patty got up from the bed. “Oh, it’s not so bad once you get used to it. You might even start to like it. I wasn’t into girls when I joined, but things came clear for me a couple of years ago.” She stepped up close to me and her voice dropped to a whisper. “I really like girls. I like the way they smell. Mmmmm,” she inhaled deeply. “And you smell really good. I like the way they look.” She started to unbutton my blouse and I blushed. She was going to undress me! She quickly got the buttons undone and pulled my blouse from my jeans. I stood still as she pulled it off my shoulders, down my arms, and all the way off of me. Then she tossed it on the bed. “You’re beautiful,” she whispered to me as she stared at my lacy white bra.

I reached for the snap of my jeans, but she stopped me. “No, let me,” she said. First, she helped me take my shoes and socks off. Then, she undid my jeans and slid the zipper down. Her hands pulled my jeans down over my hips and then I felt her cup my ass. “I love the way girls feel,” she said. Her hands brushed my legs as she slid my jeans down and helped me step out of them. “I love the way girls taste,” she said as she pressed her lips to mine. I wanted to pull back, but didn’t dare. Instead, I let her tongue part my lips and push inside my mouth. Her hands caressed my bare back as she kissed me deeply. Then, I felt her hands at the catch of my bra. She deftly unhooked me and pulled off my bra without breaking the kiss. Finally, she broke the kiss, but only to bend down and slide off my panties. Then, she stood and kissed me again, with her hands on my tits and cunt. “Oh, yeah,” she said with enthusiasm as she pulled away for a moment. “I love the way they feel.” She kissed my neck and nuzzled between my tits. Then, she stood up straight, slightly taller than me and leered at my nakedness. “My little sex toy,” she said as she appraised me.

I blushed and let my eyes drop to the floor. I couldn’t meet her eyes knowing what she thought of me and what she planned to do with me. One by one her garments fell to the floor as she undressed herself. She put her hand under my chin and raised my face to look at her wearing just her bra and panties. “Take the rest off me,” she said. “Strip me.” I reached around her and unhooked her bra, and then pulled it off her. Her tits were D-cups with large nipples. I’d seen them yesterday, but it was different in this one-on-one setting. I paused for a moment as I stared at her tits and then removed her panties. I was once again struck by the lack of pussy hair. As she kissed me again, this time I felt the magic of her bare skin against mine. Her tits pressed against my tits and our tummies touched. She pressed her leg between mine, pressing her thigh up against my pussy and rubbing it.

Patty lay back on her bed with her legs spread. I looked away as she shamelessly showed off her sex to me. “Look at me,” she instructed and I did as I was told. “Get closer.” I moved to within a foot of her pussy. “You’re going to make me cum twice this afternoon,” she said. “The first time you can use your tongue and your fingers. You’ve diddled yourself off, haven’t you?”

She asked it so matter-of-factly that I was taken aback. My first reaction was to say it was none of her business, but that would get me in trouble. So, after a moment’s hesitation, I admitted that I had.

“Good,” she said. “I’ve got the same parts, so you’ll know what to do to make me cum. Just that now I want to feel your tongue licking me, too.” I reached out to touch her pussy and jumped at the touch. It felt so strange to touch another girl there. I explored her pussy with my fingers and found her clit.

“That’s a nice touch, but don’t be in such a hurry to get down to business. Come up here and give me a kiss. I want to take my time with you. And you have to get me aroused. Better for you if I’m ready when you start eating me so it doesn’t take so long.”

I lay down next to her on the bed and let her kiss me again. We kissed for about a minute with her hands roaming all over me. Then, she pulled back. “Touch me,” she said. “Touch me like I’m touching you. Caress my tits. Light touches all over.” As I did she moaned, “Oh, yeah, that’s the way to get a girl going. You felt it didn’t you? You liked it when I was caressing you, didn’t you?”

I hadn’t really realized it, but her touch had been nice. It felt good to have her rubbing me gently. I wasn’t too sure about being naked with her and kissing, but the touch had felt good. “Yeah, I guess it did,” I admitted.

“Then do it to me,” she said and she put her lips to mine again. This time I noticed her hands as they caressed my bare back, my neck, my tits, and my stomach. I did the same to her and the passion of her kisses increased. “Now like this,” she whispered, her voice suddenly throaty and trembling. I couldn’t believe how aroused she sounded.

She started kissing my cheeks, my eyelids, and then my throat. “Oh,” I heard myself moan. Wow! She was good! I was starting to get excited myself as she hit all the right spots. When she stopped, I took the hint and did the same things to her. Her breathing increased and she started to moan with pleasure. Her hands gently pushed on my head, guiding me down until I was kissing her neck, then her shoulders, and finally she guided me to her tits. I kissed them gently and licked at her nipples, feeling them respond to my kisses. I looked up at her face to see her staring back at me with a smile.

“Now, I’m ready,” she said softly. “Kiss your way down my belly and use your fingers on my clit and pussy. You know what to do.” I concentrated on the feel of her skin and the sound of her breathing as it became more ragged. I fingered her pussy for a few seconds. “Use your tongue, too,” she said. I nuzzled farther down and ran my tongue up her slit as I fingered her clit. “The lesson is pretty simple,” she said. “When I like what you’re doing, I say things like, ‘that’s it,’ or ‘keep that up.’ If I don’t like what you’re doing, I’ll tell you what to change. So, for starters, use a lighter touch on my clit. Use your tongue more on it. That’s it. That’s a nice light touch. Use your tongue on my clit and put a finger up my cunt. Oh, yeah, that’s right. Better make it two fingers.”

Her hands were busy playing with her nipples as I tongued her clit. I slid two fingers in and out of her cunt, using my thumb to press against her clit as I licked at it. The taste wasn’t as bad as I remembered it from yesterday. But, there was still something about licking a girl that didn’t seem right to me. I was starting to make slurping noises as her cunt got juicy. She was moaning and kept making it sound like I was doing OK. Slowly I increased the pressure and tempo, using my fingers more on her clit and my tongue less. She seemed to like that, so I kept it up. “Yeah, you know how to do it, girl,” she moaned. “Oh, yeah, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” she moaned as her body tensed. Then she let out a big sigh and said, “Not bad for a first time.”

She pulled me back up next to her and we kissed for a few minutes. It felt good to have her hold me and I could feel my own pussy tingling from the sensations. She relaxed for a while and then said, “Time for round two. Stand up.” I got to my feet and she slid off the bed and walked to the closet. When she turned from the closet, she had the tie to her robe in her hand. “Hands behind your back,” she said.

“You don’t need to do that,” I said. “I’m doing it right, aren’t I?”

“Oh, but I like to do this,” she said. “Besides, it’s part of the training. Hands behind your back and don’t argue.” Her voice got stern for just a brief second as she said that last sentence.

I put my hands back and let her tie them together. The mood of the afternoon’s love making changed as she secured my hands. I’d thought she was seducing me and maybe even would… I shook my head as that thought surfaced. Had I really thought she would go down on me? Had I really wanted that? But, that was not to be now. She sat on the bed and had me kneel between her legs. Then, she took my head in her hands and pulled my face to her crotch. Leaning back, she held my face there as I nuzzled at her pussy. I started to lick it, but this time I didn’t have my hands to help. My tongue had to do all the work!

Her voice changed from the sonorant tones of a lover to a more demanding tone of an owner as she directed my actions. “Make your tongue stiff like a little cock and stick it up my cunt. Fuck me with your tongue, slut. Push it up inside me. Do it. Yeah, like that. Farther. Come on, you can get it farther up my cunt. That’s better. Oh, yeah, now lick my clit. Use your lips and chew on it. No! Damn it, never use your teeth on it. I said your lips, slut.”

I eased off and used my lips to press against her clit. “Hum,” she said. “Hum on my clit. I love that.” When I didn’t do anything at first, her voice rose. “Damn it, I said hum. I don’t care if you hum a song or just hum.” I looked up at her angry eyes and started to hum. I could feel the vibrations against her pubis as I did. She smiled and lay back. “Ahhhh, the lost art of humming,” she said with satisfaction.

It was embarrassing to be humming into another girl’s cunt, but I kept picturing the faces of boys at school leering at me after seeing my photo session. Besides, it seemed to have the desired affect, so I kept it up. Her hands entwined in my hair and pulled me against her. I could feel the warmth of her firm thighs against my cheeks. My own pussy was getting wet as I hummed into Patty’s pussy. I tried varying the technique and started chewing on her clit with my lips. “Oh, yeah,” she moaned as soon as I did that. “That’s good. Eat me hard now, slut, fast and hard. I’m getting ready to cum. You got me close. Do it. Harder. Faster.” I was working as hard as I could, balanced between wearing my poor tongue out and bringing her off as soon as I could. When she exploded into orgasm, I was relieved that I’d managed to get her off. I didn’t want to know what would happen if my tongue couldn’t take any more and I’d failed to make her cum.

I sat back on my haunches as she released her grip on my hair. “Kiss me,” she said. When I started to rise, she said, “No, I mean kiss my pussy. Gently. Just make love to my cunt for a little bit.” She sounded dreamy; I knew the feeling from the times I’d played with myself. I nuzzled up to her cunt and kissed and licked at it.

Finally, she sat up and said, “Just one more thing to do and then you can go.” I glanced around the room and saw a clock on her nightstand. I was surprised that only 45 minutes had passed. She untied my hands and caressed me for a few seconds. Then, she said, “Play with yourself. Make yourself cum. I know you’re hot. Your cunt is so wet. Let me watch.” She pushed me down on the bed and stood over me.

And I thought humming into her cunt was embarrassing. Here I was, lying on my back with my legs spread while a lesbian was going to watch me play with myself. But, she was right about one thing – I was hot. When I put my hand to my pussy, I felt the juices that were flowing. Without a word, I started stroking my pussy. My middle finger slipped between my pussy lips and found my clit. With my other hand, I tweaked a nipple. I closed my eyes and tried to fantasize about a mysterious lover taking me. But then her breath was warm on my face and she whispered, “Do it for me. Make yourself cum for me. I love to watch girls play with themselves. I love to watch you.” Her lips brushed against my face and then she nibbled her way down to my tits where she sucked on my nipples. “Harder. Faster,” she whispered as she moved down my body. She stopped with her face just inches from my pussy “I love the smell of girls,” she said, inhaling deeply. “Do it for me.”

I was past the point of no return as she urged me on. Part of me was embarrassed, yet part of me was more aroused than I’d ever been. I’d always imagined my first lover would be a boy, but this girl was turning me on. My fingers sped up as I did it for her. I felt an approaching orgasm and as it swept over me, I arched my back up off the bed. Wow! This was great. I came hard while she watched from inches away.

As I lay recovering from my orgasm, she held my hand up to her nose and inhaled. “Mmmmm,” she moaned. Then, she put my middle finger between her lips and sucked on it. “Oh, yeah, I love the way a girl tastes, too,” she said.

She kissed me a couple more times and then let me get dressed. As I was leaving, she said, “I’ll tell the other girls that you are now a trained pussy licker. Oh, and one other thing. By tomorrow you better have your pussy shaved. We all do it.”

I hadn’t been home for even 30 minutes when I got a call from Caroline. “My house, tomorrow, after school,” she said. “Patty says you’re pretty good. I want to see for myself.”

I hung up the phone and 5 minutes later it rang again. This time it was Jessica. “I want you at my house tomorrow after school,” she said.

“But, Caroline wants me at her house tomorrow.”

“Damn those bitches,” she cursed. “Patty’s always taking care of Caroline. I should have known she’d call her first. All right, then Thursday after school you’re mine, got it?”

“Yes, Jessica,” I said and hung up the phone.

Two minutes later it was Megan. She at least asked me who else had called and when I was free. Suddenly I was booked for the rest of the week, even Friday afternoon. Yvette and Kilie saw me at school the next day and demanded my presence at their house over the weekend. By Monday I will have made every one of them cum with my tongue.

When I went to Caroline’s house, she led me inside and said, “My mom’s home. Sometimes she comes home early.”

I thought for a brief moment that meant we couldn’t fool around and I wondered if she would pass me on to Jessica. But, instead, she took me into the kitchen and introduced me to her mom. Her mom was in her mid-thirties and quite attractive. “Mom’s an aerobic instructor at the gym,” explained Caroline.

“Nice to meet you,” I said to her mom.

“Nice to meet you, too,” she replied. “Caroline’s friends are always welcome around here.” Then to Caroline, she said, “She’s a really cute one, too.” I blushed at the unexpected compliment from her mom.

“Yeah, she is, isn’t she,” said Caroline. “We’re going to go up to my room and study.” I swear she winked at her mom as she said that.

I looked back at her mom who was smiling broadly at the two of us. “You two have a good time,” she said. “Don’t study too hard.”

As we walked away, Caroline said, “Mom knows what goes on here. She knows I’m a lesbian and once she caught me with one of the Nobodies naked in the house. She even talks about the Insiders like she understands what’s going on. But, I’ve never had her object to me taking girls up to my room.”

I was stunned at the thought of going up to Caroline’s room to eat her pussy while her mom knew all about it. But, once we were in Caroline’s room, she acted like we were alone in the house with no worry of interruption. First, she put on some music and then sat down on her bed. “Dance for me,” she said. “Dance real sexy and take off your clothes while you dance.” She quickly pulled off her own shirt and pants. Sitting there in the bra and panties, she watched me dance for her.

I stripped slowly for her. As I pulled off my bra, she said, “God, I just love freshman bimbos. Take it all off for me, slut.” I showed her my tits and shook them for her. There not all that big, but she liked the show. As I slid off my panties, she watched with anticipation. “All right! A shaved pussy! I was hoping you could follow simple instructions. Spread for me. Show me your cunt lips.” Caroline was apparently a visual person whereas Patty had been a tactile person. She had me turn every which way and show every inch of my body to her.

Then, when she was ready, Caroline tied my hands behind my back. I had started to accept the routine and didn’t argue when she did it. “On your knees, slut,” she commanded. Then, she pushed her crotch into my face. “Show me how good you can lick pussy.”

I ran my tongue up between her bare pussy lips and tasted her juices. She came quickly and I felt relieved that it had happened so fast.

But she wasn’t done. She pulled a dildo out of her drawer. I was at least happy that it wasn’t the same one that they’d used on me at the initiation. This one was not black or big. It seemed about normal size to me, but I haven’t seen many cocks. I was surprised when she strapped it on herself and stood sporting a cock. It looked out of place on her – a cock with tits. She stood stroking it and moaning as if she was getting off on the feel of it, but I think it was really the sight of it and my reaction of wonder that was getting her off.

“I’m gonna fuck you with my cock,” she said.

I’d thought my virginity was safe with the Insiders, but this new threat chilled me. “Please, no,” I said. “I don’t want to do that.”

“Too bad, Nobody,” she said. “I love fucking girls so you don’t have a choice.”

I thought about screaming, but that would just cause trouble. Would her mom save me or would she just ignore me?

As if reading my thoughts, Caroline said, “There’s nobody gonna save this Nobody today. Mom’s heard noises from my room before. I haven’t even given you something to yell about yet.” I was still kneeling so when she approached me, the cock was at face level. “Lick it,” she said. I’d had to do that for the initiation, but this was different. It was sticking right out of her crotch just like a real cock. Reluctantly, I put my tongue out and ran it up the hard shaft. I looked up at her as she leered down at me. She was enjoying my humiliation. “Suck my cock. Suck it like it was a boy’s cock.” She covered her tits with her hands. “Pretend I’m a boy and you have to suck my cock.”

Though I was thoroughly embarrassed at the act, I opened my mouth and sucked the plastic cock between my lips. This was so much like sucking a real cock that I couldn’t believe I was actually doing it. Still, I let her push the cock into my mouth a couple of inches and she made fucking motions with it. I ran my tongue over the shaft and sucked on it while she got turned on by the sight of it. When she was finished with that, she pushed me onto my back. I fought her briefly as she pried my legs apart, but tied as I was, I couldn’t put up much of a fight. And then there was always the threat of what would happen if I disobeyed her. So, I ended up with my legs spread and her poised with her strap on dildo at the entrance to my cunt.

“Poor little virgin,” she mocked me. “Thought she’d lose it to a boy, but she’s going to lose it to me.” Caroline pushed the cock between by cunt lips. It was slippery with my own spit and slid easily up to my virginity. “Say goodbye to your cherry,” she said as she thrust forward.

“Ooowww,” I cried out as she tore through my hymen. I felt a sharp stab of pain and then just a general ache as she buried the cock to the hilt in my once virgin pussy. She fucked me slow, letting my cunt stretch to accommodate the new feeling of fullness. After a minute or so, she started fucking me hard.

From her motions, I could tell that the dildo was rubbing against her clit and she was masturbating against her end of the dildo. Her hips thrust forward to push the dildo in and out of me, but she was also rotating her hips so that her clit was being stimulated. At the same time, I suddenly felt a new sensation as my own clit started to respond to the feeling of the cock inside me. Tied and helpless, I was being fucked by Caroline and starting to enjoy it. I tried to keep quiet about my reaction, but soon I let out a gasp as the feeling grew beyond my control.

Her eyes opened wide as I made that sound, “Is my little freshman slut going to cum with me?” She seemed very excited about the idea that she might fuck me to an orgasm. I was getting pretty excited about the idea, too. She gave me a couple of more strokes and my breathing started to get ragged. “Oh my,” she said. “My little freshman slut is going to cum for me.” She reached out and fondled my tits. “Tell me that you’re going to cum, baby.”

“Hunh,” I answered as she stroked into me. “Yes, Caroline, I’m going to cum. I… I can’t believe it. It feels so good.”

“Oh, yes, baby,” she said. “Call me daddy and tell me that you’re going to cum.”

Daddy? I thought to myself. She’s getting into the male role here. But, the cock that was making me happy was on her and I didn’t want her to stop. “Yes, daddy,” I said. “Fuck me hard. I’m going to cum for you, daddy.”

“You’re my little girl slut?”

“I’m daddy’s little girl slut,” I said, my body warming to the sensation of fucking. It was better than I’d ever believed it would be. “Fuck me, daddy.” I felt a thrill of electricity shoot up my spine as I said that. “Fuck your little girl slut, daddy.” She started fucking me even faster and harder. I came suddenly. “Oh, damn, daddy, I’m cumming NOW! Fuck me hard, daddy.” She kept stroking hard and fast and then her body tensed, too. We came together on opposite ends of the strap on.

After we came, I lay on the floor with my hands still tied. She held me and caressed me with her cock still hard and inside me. It felt wonderful to have her be so gentle with me as we basked in the warm afterglow of sex. Then, we got dressed and she walked me to the front door.

Just as I was about to leave, Caroline’s mom came into the room. “Caroline,” she said. She seemed nervous and hesitant. “Before she goes, can I ask you something?”

“Sure, mom,” said Caroline.

Her mom looked at me and then at Caroline. Then, she looked down. Screwing up her courage, she looked back at Caroline and asked, “Can I borrow your little friend?”

“Borrow her?” asked Caroline. “Like for what? You need help with something? I can help you.”

“Jeez, Caroline,” said her mom. “No you can’t help me. Not like this.” She paused. “Oh, just forget it,” she said and turned to walk away. God, a chill ran up my spine as I wondered if Caroline’s mom wanted to make love to me, but then I thought, ‘No way.’

“Mom? What’s do you want? What’s going on?” Caroline wouldn’t let it drop.

Her mom turned back to us. “She’s the cutest one you ever brought home,” said her mom. “I just wanted to…”

I blushed as I realized that I was right about what Caroline’s mom wanted! I couldn’t believe Caroline could be so dense, but I guess she just couldn’t imagine her mom wanting me the way that she wanted me.

The two of them stepped away from me and held a whispered conversation. Still, I caught words, “… have needs, too,” said her mom. “Mom!” replied Caroline in surprise with a quick look at me. Their voices dropped off again. Her mom’s voice rose slightly, “… heard what … in your room…” Again Caroline looked quickly at me and then back to her mom. “She’s 14, mom.” Her mom was flustered, “… can’t help it… so cute… to have her.”

There were some more whispers, and then I saw Caroline smile. “I guess I never thought about it that way,” she said in a normal tone of voice, obviously not caring that I overheard. “OK, mom, that’s OK with me.” She stepped away from her mom and looked at me. I’m leaving then. I’ll be back in an hour.” She walked closer to me. “I guess my mom has taken a fancy to you. Do what ever she wants. Do it or else.” Then, she walked out the door. She looked smug as she left me with her mom like I was hers to give. And I knew that I was.

Her mom walked up to me and took my hand. She led me down the hall. “I haven’t done it with a girl since college,” she said. “I keep looking at the girls at the gym, in the shower, and I think about it, but I haven’t done anything.” We walked into her bedroom. “But, I heard the two of you and got so horny. I have to do this now.”

“What are we going to do?” I asked her. I knew what she wanted, but I didn’t know how she wanted it. Was she going to be gentle like Patty or more forceful like Caroline? Did she expect me to take the lead or what?

“Take off your clothes and get in the shower,” she said, pointing at the master bathroom door. I started for the door, but she said, “No, take off your clothes here. I want to watch.”

For the second time this afternoon, I stripped for a lesbian audience. She watched every move. It was more embarrassing than stripping for Caroline, because I knew she looked at the girls at the gym this way and wanted them and I knew that she was finally going to have her fantasy become reality. When I was nude, I turned and went into the bathroom and started the shower.

When she came in, she was nude also. Her fantasy was to shower with the girls in the gym. She didn’t just want to watch, she wanted to touch, too. She stepped into the shower with me and ran her hands over my tits. “So soft and nice,” she said as she rubbed my tits. She leaned into me and kissed me on the lips. My hands found her tits and I massaged them. She had a firm body, toned by years of exercise. Her tits stood out full, firm, and round. Her skin showed the tan lines of a tiny bikini and her pussy was almost completely waxed clean. There was just a small triangle of hair down the center of her cunt.

We washed each other, running our hands over every inch of each other’s bodies. She liked that my pussy was shaved. And then, right there in the shower, she lathered up her own pussy, picked up her razor, and shaved off what little pussy hair she had left. I watched her as she carefully removed every bit of hair. Then, she smiled at me like a little kid looking for approval. “How does it look?” she asked.

“Perfect,” I said. I almost added, ‘Just like Caroline’s.’, but changed my mind. Somehow that didn’t seem like something she wanted to hear.

We got out of the shower and dried each other off. I could tell that she was living a fantasy, as if she was seducing a young girl at her gym. What would come after the shower? We were still in the bathroom when she kissed me again. She used her body to pin me against the wall as her lips ravaged mine. I couldn’t believe how strong she was as she held me in place. I tried to pull away, but she was insistent. She kissed me and fondled me until she had her fill of that. There was nothing I could do to stop her and soon I stopped struggling.

Then, she led me to the bed. “You called her daddy,” she said. She’d heard everything that Caroline and I had done. “Call me mommy,” she said.

Oh, God, did I blush when she said that. That sounded so kinky, especially since I was just about her daughter’s age. But, I knew I had to do what she wanted. “Yes, mommy,” I said shyly. “What are we going to do, mommy?”

“Did she tie you?”

“Yes, mommy,” I said with a sinking feeling. Would I ever have sex without being tied?

“Get on the bed,” she said. As I crawled onto the bed, she dug through a drawer. I saw a flash of metal as she approached, but I couldn’t quite make out what was in her hand. She stood at the foot of the bed. “You are so beautiful,” she said to me. “Touch yourself for mommy.”

I ran my hands over my breasts and saw her eyes follow every move. I’d just been introduced to sex two days ago, but somehow it seemed tame already to have sex with girls my own age as I lay there at the command of this mature woman. This was entirely different. The Insiders were toying with me; this woman wanted me badly. Her face told me of her desire and despite my vulnerability, I felt a sense of power. I had the power to arouse her. My hand went to my pussy and she followed it with her eyes. “Yes, do that, baby,” she said, her voice suddenly hoarse.

I played with myself for several seconds, probably more than a minute before she eased herself onto the bed. She casually dropped a pair of handcuffs on the bed beside me as she reached for my tits. I looked at the shiny metal cuffs with surprise and then at her, but her eyes were on my body, not my face. She ran her hands quickly over my body and then rolled me onto my stomach. Again I felt the power of her well toned muscles. She pulled my hands behind me. “I’ve been wondering if I’d ever get to use these,” she said as she cuffed my hands.

I was wondering what she was doing with them in her drawer in the first place, but apparently she’d been waiting for just this opportunity. She rolled me over to my back again and ran her eyes over the length of my helpless body. Then, she bent to my tits and sucked on them. She suckled for several seconds before working her way down to my pussy. Where the Insiders treated pussy licking as a demeaning act for a Nobody to do to an Insider, Caroline’s mom relished the act of licking mine. She used her fingers and her tongue to excite me. It may have been years since she last licked a pussy, but she remembered how to do it well. I came quickly.

Now that I was satisfied, it was her turn. She knelt over my face and lowered her pussy to me. She didn’t need to tell me what to do. I reached my tongue out and licked up the length of her slit. “Mommy’s little cunt licker,” she said as I tasted her. “Lick mommy good, baby.” I did what she asked, licking her pussy, finding her clit, and fulfilling her fantasy of being tongue fucked by a young girl.

The next morning I was surprised that Caroline picked me up outside my house, saving me the walk to school. As I got into the car, she was very friendly. As we got out on the main street, she said, “Congratulations. You passed one of the big tests for becoming an Insider. It’s not very often that a freshman gets this far this fast. And you did it by accident,” she smiled. “Not that that changes anything. You’re still a Nobody, but you’re on your way.”

“Wow,” I said, trying to sound suitably impressed. I mean, that was cool, being one step closer to being an Insider, but, like she said, I was still a Nobody. I had no doubt that she was talking about what went on between her mother and me. I wondered exactly how that took me a step closer to being an Insider, but didn’t want to ask. For the moment I was just satisfied to be on my way. “So what else can I do to work my way up?”

“I think Megan will tell you a little bit more this weekend,” she said. “We don’t usually even tell freshmen what it takes to move up, but… well, yesterday was an accident, and now that you’re on the move, you’ll find out more.”

“You mean, yesterday with your mom was an accident?”

“Yeah,” she said. “I never expected her to want something like that, but I couldn’t very well tell her no.”

That afternoon I knocked on Jessica’s door. She opened the door and stood staring at me for a moment. She’s nearly a foot taller than me – tall, black, and slender. It made me feel so helpless just to have her towering over me with a leer on her face. Then she made me feel even lower. “Get your white ass in this house, slave bitch,” she said viciously.

To say I was surprised would be an understatement. I stepped inside, too afraid to not follow her command. In a flash she put handcuffs on me and stepped back to stare at me. Then she ran her hands over my breasts, feeling me through my shirt. “My great-granddaddy was a slave,” she said to me. “Us African-Americans still have to eat shit from the whites and I’m damned tired of it. So, little white girl, you’re gonna payback for all the shit I’ve had to put up with. For the rest of this afternoon, you’re gonna find out what it’s like to be somebody’s slave.”

Now that really scared me. It annoyed me a lot, too. She lived in a nice house in a nice neighborhood and I hadn’t given her any shit. She was gonna make me pay for all the suffering of her ancestors, but she hadn’t been a slave and I hadn’t been a slave owner. It wasn’t my fault. But, she didn’t want to hear that. And I wasn’t in any position to argue.

“So, for starters, let’s get you out of those clothes,” she said. She pulled off my shoes and socks and then unzipped my jeans and pulled them down. “Step out of them,” she ordered. I stepped out of my jeans and stood helplessly while she pulled my panties down and had me step out of them. Then, she pulled my shirt off over my head and down my arms. It hung up on the cuffs, but she wasn’t worried about that. Finally, she undid my bra and pulled it down to where my shirt was. I was completely nude for her and securely cuffed.

I found out how strong Jessica was when she grabbed my hair and pulled me up on my toes. “I’m gonna have some fun with my little white slave girl,” she said as she ran her eyes over my body. “I heard stories about how my great-granddaddy and great-grandma would be whipped for nothing at all. Sometimes their owners whipped them just for fun.” I wanted to run away, but there was no place to go. There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to be whipped just for her fun.

First, she got some fishing line and tied one end of it around my left nipple. It hurt when she pulled it tight. “Owwww,” I complained, but she just smiled at me. She tied the other end of it to my right nipple and made a point of pulling it tight. “Owwww,” I said again, tears coming to my eyes. I hadn’t expected her to be this rough with me, but she was just getting started. Next, she tied a thin rope to the center of the fishing line and pulled it through a hook in the ceiling. As she pulled it up, the fishing line went taut and pulled my nipples up into the air. I had to rise up on my toes to keep the pressure down on my nipples. When I was perched on the very tip of my toes, I thought she was going to pull me right off the ground, but she stopped with me precariously balanced that way.

“You know how many white girls I’ve had tied up on their tip toes like this?” she asked.

“N-n-no,” I said.

“Dozens,” she told me. “I love making their little pink nipples turn red and purple just like yours are doing now. I love watching them tip toe around trying to keep from falling down. I love the little noises they make as it starts to really hurt. But, most of all, I like to hear them scream when I start paddling their helpless little white asses.”

“Please, Jessica, don’t hurt me. I’ll eat your pussy real good,” I promised.

“Oh yeah, you’ll do that all right,” she said. For a couple of minutes she just walked around me, her eyes watching every move I made. It didn’t take long for my feet and calves to start to hurt. There was no way I could come down off my toes without risking damage to my nipples. So, I was balanced between pain in my tits and pain in my legs. It was a devilishly clever position she had me in and I figured I’d be in it until she was done with me. By now I was making the little noises that she loved so much. I grunted in pain and whined with each tug on my nipples.

Once I lost my balance and fell backwards. My feet completely left the ground and I flailed, trying to get my feet back under me as my nipples bore my entire weight. I don’t know how long I tried before I felt her hands steady me and get me back on my toes. “Stupid little white girl,” she said. “You’ll learn to keep your balance or else.”

I was so concentrated on staying on my toes that I didn’t notice her picking up a leather belt. But, she made sure she got my attention to show me what was about to happen. “Please, no,” I pleaded as she waved the belt around. She slapped it playfully across my ass a couple of times.

“Say, please whip me mistress,” she told me.

“No, don’t, please,” I countered.

“Say it, white bitch,” she said. “When you say it, I’ll whip you and then let you down. If you don’t say it, you’ll stay on your toes until you do.”

She knew I was in agony already and needed desperately to get down off my toes. I had no choice. “Please whip me.”

“Call me mistress, you stupid little white girl,” she said.

“Mistress,” I moaned. “Please whip me mistress.” Smack! She lashed the belt across my unprotected white ass and I screamed. The leather belt stung on my ass, but the force of the blow also sent me off balance, pulled again at my nipples and forcing me to scramble to stay on my toes. Smack! She hit me again and I screamed for her. This was by far the worst treatment any of the Insiders had given me. This morning I’d been on the way to becoming an Insider, but Jessica was reminding me quite vividly that I was still a Nobody. Smack!

I hung there for several lashes before she let me down. She lowered me all the way down and let me kneel, resting my tortured legs and nipples. Then she was naked and lying in front of me. She pulled my head down into her crotch and I started to lick at it, knowing exactly what she wanted. “That’s my little white slave,” she said as I tasted her. “Lick your black mistress. Show me how little white girls like to eat black pussy.”

I ate her for all I was worth. It wasn’t that I was enjoying it, but I had no choice. I didn’t want to make her angry and face another whipping on my tip toes. Right now I would do anything for her. I licked at her slit and nibbled on her clit, using my best technique. I even threw in a few moans of pleasure and once I said, “Mmmm, mistress, thank you.” When that made her hips buck even more I said, “This little white girl loves eating black pussy,” and plunged my tongue back between her pussy lips. She came quickly after that.

She left me lying on the floor, face down with my knees under me and my ass sticking up in the air. I was too afraid to move and pretty certain that she wasn’t finished with me. “Look at this,” she commanded and I looked up at her towering over me. Now she was wearing a strap on cock, but this was very different from the one that Caroline had worn yesterday. This might have been the same cock I’d seen at my initiation or at least its twin. It was 12 inches lone and big around and, of course, black.

My eyes got big as I stared at the cock. Then she asked me if I liked it. Remembering my whipping, I said, “Yes, mistress, little white girls love big black cocks.”

She smiled down at me and said, “You’re a fast learner, slave. I was hoping I could spank you a little bit more, but it sounds like you know how a little white slave ought to behave. So, I guess you’re ready to suck a big, black cock.”

I stretched up to reach the big cock and ran my tongue up the length of the shaft. Again I was struck by the strangeness of a cock and tits on the same body. I made sure I licked every inch of the cock and spread my spit liberally on its head. If this thing was going in my pussy, I wanted it good and lubricated. She enjoyed the spectacle of me making love to her big, black cock.

Finally, she pushed my head back down to the floor so that my ass was sticking up in the air again. She walked around behind me and I felt her play with my pussy for a few seconds. But, when I felt the cock press against my body, the tip of it was pressing against my asshole not my cunt. I raised myself up, helping her align the cock with my cunt, but she pushed me back down. “No, please,” I said as I suddenly realized she was about to fuck me in the ass.

I started to rise up, but she simply grabbed my arms and pulled them up into the air. This forced my head and chest into the floor, pinning me in the desired position. I thought about my recent whipping, about boys seeing my pictures, and about the helpless position I was in right now and relaxed. There was no point in fighting it. “That’s right, little girl,” I heard her say. “You’re gonna take this big, black cock up your little white ass and there ain’t a thing you can do about it.”

As I relaxed, I felt the head of the cock press against my asshole and then start to penetrate. While the rest of my body may have been relaxed, my asshole was not. She pressed hard and I felt my sphincter ring give slightly. Then she was past that first resistance and a couple of inches of her cock slid inside me. I tried to push it back out, but she had the leverage. Using her weight, she shoved the cock further inside me. “Oh my God,” I moaned as the cock filled me completely. The feeling started as unnaturally uncomfortable and proceeded on to painful from there.

“Ain’t nothing gonna save this poor white ass now,” she said. “You’re gonna take every inch of my big, black cock up your ass.” She pulled out slightly and then pushed in again. Continuing with that fucking motion, she gradually drove the cock deeper and deeper until I felt her hips press against my ass. “Got it all now, little white girl,” she announced. Amidst the pain, I felt a curious tingling sensation in my pussy. I relaxed as much as I could and found that the pain eased up as I relaxed.

I felt the unbelievable feeling of having that foot long rod slowly removed from my ass and then plunged back in to its full depth. It definitely didn’t hurt as much this time and as she set up a slow fucking motion, the pain subsided. That brought the tingle in my pussy to the center of my attention. I struggled against my bonds fruitlessly. I desperately wanted my hands free so that I could touch myself, play with my clit, and get myself off.

Jessica saw my struggles as something different. “Fight all you want, little white girl,” she said. “Ain’t no way you’re gonna get away from me and my big cock.” I heard her laugh when my struggled didn’t subside. “I heard that once a little white girl gets a feel for black cock, she doesn’t want anything else. So, you might as well just stop fighting and give in. Tell me that you like it, little girl.”

Well, I didn’t dislike it. I would have liked it more if I could have touched myself. I writhed under her, trying to figure out some way to get stimulation and then she solved my problem for me. With her strap on buried in my ass, Jessica reached around my right side and put her hand between my legs, finding my sensitive clit. I jumped at her touch. “Don’t fight it,” she said. “My little white slave girl is gonna cum with a big, black cock up her ass. Don’t fight it, little girl.”

“Oh, Jesus Christ,” I moaned. The feeling was incredible as she rubbed my clit. She thought I was fighting her, but I wanted more. I shoved my ass back against her, getting the full depth of her thrust and wiggled my hips to increase the stimulation to my clit. She used her other hand to try to steady me as she picked up speed on my clit. I almost told her how great it felt and then stopped suddenly. Would she continue if she knew I was enjoying it or did she want to demean me even more? I decided on the latter. “Please, mistress,” I said, trying to whine. “Don’t make your little white slave cum like this. Don’t make me cum with a big, black cock up my ass. My poor white ass can’t take it.”

She laughed again and her hand sped up even more. I was close to cumming and out of my head with lust as she played with me. “Fucking little white girl,” she said. She was bent over my body, her hips pressed against my ass, her breasts pressed against my back, and her mouth just inches from my ear. “Poor little white girl,” she taunted me. “Gonna show me how much white girls like black cock. Cum for me, little white bitch.”

I came hard as she said that. “Yes, mistress,” I screamed out. “I love your big, black cock in my ass. It feels so wonderful. I need big, black cock in my little white ass. Fuck me hard, mistress.” She hadn’t actually been fucking me for at least a minute. The cock was just all the way inside me as she diddled me off.

She hugged me tight to her with her left hand while her right stayed busy in my pussy. Her breasts were pressed against me and I could feel her hard nipples pressing on my skin. “Oh God, you hot little white bitch,” she moaned. “Cum for me. Cum for my cock.”

As my orgasm passed, she pulled the cock out. I lay on the floor for several seconds while she unstrapped the cock and put it aside. The next thing I knew, she rolled me over onto my back and stood leering at me. “You poor pathetic little white girl,” she sneered. “You fought so hard, but you couldn’t stop it. How’s it feel to have your white ass raped and cum against your will like the little slave you are?”

I smiled back at her with a dreamy look and said, “It was wonderful, mistress. Thank you for letting me cum.”

Her leer changed to surprise. “You enjoyed it?”

“Oh, yes, mistress,” I said. “Thank you for playing with my clit for me.”

“Fuck,” she said. “God damn you.” She unlocked my cuffs and said, “Get dressed, damn you.” I dressed quickly, realizing that I’d upset her simply by enjoying myself. She’d wanted to demean me. She’d wanted to take me against my will. My pleasure hadn’t been part of her plan. When I was dressed she ordered me out of the house.