CONTROL [ part 7 ] Wednesday was the last day of school and Phoebe’s family went out to dinner that night. It meant that April didn’t get to see her girl friend, but that was fine with April. She’d already planned for Phoebe to come over to her house on Thursday. “Come over at ten,” she’d said. “Is that what you’d like?” asked Phoebe, her voice more submissive than usual. “Yes,” said April. “Be here at ten, Phoebster.” “If that’s what you want,” purred Phoebe. “And don’t wear a bra,” added April. “Yes, honey,” said Phoebe. “Whatever you want.” April hung up the phone wondering if Phoebe had finally surrendered to her and just in time for summer if she had. It didn’t matter. Phoebe was already doing everything she wanted. It would just make it easier if Phoebe finally realized that she completely belonged to her, but it really didn’t matter. She was already adept at manipulating the unsuspecting girl. When Phoebe came over, it was precisely at 10 am. Frank was at work and Angie had made herself scarce at April’s request. April brought Phoebe into the family room rather than take her up to her room. As Phoebe entered the room, she saw Lisa and Jessie sitting together on the couch. As April placed her directly in front of the two and introduced them, there was not a doubt in Phoebe’s mind that the two were there for her. “Well, Phoebster,” Phoebe felt the soft breath of her owner on her neck as April whispered to her. “What do you think is going to happen today?” Phoebe turned her head to April and whispered, “I think…” “Stop,” said April. “Say it out loud so they can hear.” Phoebe looked again at the little girl, even younger than her, and the mother that sat right next to her. It was hard to believe what April had planned, but she knew it was true. “I think…” she said clearly, “… that I’m going to take off…” she glanced at April for reassurance just before she committed to what she knew must be the plan, “… all my clothes and let them see me naked.” April smiled and said, “I think I’m going to put my Phoebster through her paces for them to watch. I think a sleek, sexy, hot, and beautiful Phoebster is going to put on a show for them.” There was no difference in the intent, but Phoebe definitely liked the way April put it. “Let’s start by taking off your shoes and socks,” said April. “Show them your pretty little toes.” When Phoebe’s feet were naked, April nodded to the audience. Lisa and Jessie had been there since 9:30, learning April’s plan. At the nod, they rose from the couch and knelt before Phoebe. Lisa leaned all the way down and kissed Phoebe’s foot. Two seconds later, Jessie was kissing Phoebe’s other foot. The two worked their way up to Phoebe’s knees and stopped. They knelt looking up at Phoebe, admiring her beauty. Meanwhile, April stroked Phoebe’s hair and whispered in her ear. “You know you’re the most beautiful thing in the room, Phoebster,” she said. “Just look at them. They can’t help themselves. Even your feet demand their worship.” Phoebe was astonished at the adoration the two displayed. It was more than she ever expected, yet she didn’t question it. They watched with eager eyes as April lifted Phoebe’s T-shirt up and over her head. April purposely paused with the T-shirt raised high, still wrapped around Phoebe’s wrists and making the slender girl stretch up to show off her body. Then she lifted it the rest of the way off. Lisa and Jessie rose up off their knees to kiss Phoebe’s exposed skin. Jessie kissed her smooth tummy while Lisa licked at her nipples. As the two attended to Phoebe, April pulled her hands back and tied them behind her. Tied and helpless, Phoebe felt safe, secure, warm, and tingly at the hands of her owner. April moved away to sit on the couch and watch. Lisa moved behind Phoebe, kissing her neck, shoulders, and back sensuously. The 9-year-old Jessie took her mother’s place, sucking and licking at Phoebe’s hard nipples. Phoebe couldn’t believe it felt so wonderful to have a pretty little fourth grader sucking on her tits. She was in heaven as the two lavished their affection on her. “They’re just right,” said Jessie, putting her hands on Phoebe’s small tits. For the little girl, Phoebe was not even a handful. They fit nicely into her tiny palms. When April rose from the couch, Phoebe knew what was next. She stood still as April removed her shorts and panties, sliding them down her legs and helping her to step out of them. She felt Lisa’s lips on her ass and watched as Jessie knelt to kiss her pussy. She beamed with delight at the gentle lips caressing her. April sat again and watched for a few more minutes. Lisa and Jessie had specific instructions to make sure that Phoebe didn’t cum. Though the girl was soon squirming with pleasure, Jessie made sure she never touched Phoebe’s clit. When April rose again, she motioned the two away from Phoebe. They stood in front of her while April moved behind her. April’s hands casually caressed Phoebe’s belly and then up to cup her tits as she whispered in Phoebe’s ear. “What do you think of them, Phoebster? Aren’t they perfect?” “Wh-where did they come from?” asked Phoebe. Though she thought it was wonderful, the mother and daughter seemed out of place in this setting. It was clear that they were obeying April, yet April had never mentioned them before. April used them so casually that she must have known the mother wouldn’t object to letting her daughter participate. “I borrowed them from a friend,” said April. “Oh, don’t worry,” she reassured her treasure. “You’re my one and only. They’re just on loan to do everything and anything that we want. So, do you want them naked?” “Yeah,” said Phoebe. “Who first?” “Jessie.” “I thought so,” said April. “Lisa, I want you to strip Jessie for us.” Phoebe watched with amazement as the woman stripped her daughter. A novice just entering the world of dominance and submission, she couldn’t understand why a mother would do that. She didn’t understand that a submissive was pleasured by submitting or that she was learning that pleasure, too. All she knew was the tingle grew in her body as she watched Lisa baring her daughter’s most private treasures. The naughty thoughts that chased through her head as she stared at the 9-year-old body in a sexual way were thrilling. Phoebe’s eyes turned to the woman as April stepped behind Lisa so as to not block Phoebe’s view. April pulled Lisa’s T-shirt over her head and her tits bounced into view. April watched Phoebe’s eyes drink in the woman’s tits. They weren’t as big as Angie’s but they were the biggest tits in the room. She slid down Lisa’s shorts to reveal that she was wearing no panties. “Hands on your head,” said April. Lisa put her hands on her head. She picked up a paddle and swatted Lisa firmly on the ass. She repeated that for a total of ten swats. All the while, Lisa grimaced, grunted, and moaned. After the sixth one, Lisa screamed out, “Jesus Christ,” with each blow, but her hands never left her head. April turned to Jessie. “Hands on your head.” The little girl put her hands on the top of her head. April gave her five swats, earning a loud and painful, “Jesus Christ,” for the last three. Finally April turned to Phoebe. “Would you do that for me, Phoebster?” she asked. “Could you keep your hands on your head while I spanked you?” “I don’t think so,” said Phoebe. She’d been spanked several times and come to enjoy the spanking and especially its aftermath. But, she’d been tied for all her spankings. She really wasn’t sure she could keep her hands on her head by herself. April just smiled. “That’s why I tie you up for your spankings,” she said. She caressed Phoebe’s cheek, “Besides, you haven’t been bad, so you don’t deserve a spanking today.” The young dominatrix had a different experience in mind for her Phoebster. Different than anything else she’d done so far. This experience would put Phoebe in control of the two submissives, but she expected it would only make Phoebe jealous of the pleasure they received. So, she untied Phoebe and led the three of them up to the master bedroom. First she tied Lisa spread eagle on the center of the bed. In six point restraint, Lisa was completely exposed and completely helpless. Then, she pulled Jessie’s arms behind her, made her cross her forearms, and grab her elbows with her hands. Phoebe helped to hold Jessie’s arms in place while April tied them in place. The two helped Jessie straddled her mom’s wide spread legs and then tied the 9-year-old’s ankles to the corners of the bed. That put Jessie’s head pillowed on Lisa’s tits and her ass sticking up in the air. April stripped off her own clothes and they were all naked. With a sinister smile, she pulled out a tube of gel. She squeezed out just a dollop of the gel and put a dab on Lisa’s clit and a dab on Jessie’s clit. “What’s that?” asked Phoebe. April glanced at the tube in her hand. The label read Ex. T. Cee. “It’s something that makes your clit super sensitive,” she told Phoebe. She’d tried it a couple of times when she played with herself. It made her cum hard and fast, over and over. “Let’s make them hot, but don’t touch their clits yet. I want to hear them beg for it.” “You get up and suck on Lisa’s tits,” suggested April. She climbed up behind Jessie and ran her hands under the girl, touching her hard little nipples and flat tummy. Phoebe got next to Lisa and played with the woman’s tits. She cupped them, pinched the nipples, and sucked on them once they were nice and hard. As she kissed her way up the woman’s neck, Phoebe noticed that Jessie took over sucking on her mom’s tits. With a grown woman at her disposal, Phoebe put her lips to Lisa’s lips and gave her a deep kiss, feeling Lisa’s tongue push into her mouth. The two frenched for a couple minutes. Growing moans from Lisa told her that the woman was getting just as excited as she was, or even more so. Phoebe looked up at the squeal from Jessie. April had slid her finger inside Jessie’s bald pussy. It was enough that the little girl felt her pussy start to tingle, but not enough to make her cum yet. It was erotic to watch though, so Phoebe paused as the little girl gyrated her hips in the air, fucking herself on April’s finger. “Phoebe, please,” said Lisa, pulling at her ropes. The 12-year-old looked back down at the captive. Her eyes were begging for attention and she wondered just how hot the woman was getting. Taking the initiative, she moved down to reach between Lisa’s legs and inserted a finger into the sopping pussy. She felt Lisa start to squirm as she tried to hump herself on the slender finger. “Touch me,” said Jessie. “Touch my pussy.” “I am, sweetie,” said April. “I’m inside you. Doesn’t that feel good?” “Uh huh,” grunted Jessie. “It does, but that’s not the right spot. Higher. Please. You know where.” “No, where?” teased April. “My… uhn,” she paused to thrust her little hips back against April’s finger again. It felt too good to stop, but it would never satisfy her either. “My clit. Touch my clit. Rub it hard.” “Say please.” “Oh, Jesus Christ,” whined Jessie. She knew she was being teased. “Touch it, please. I’m so tingly. I’m going to explode. Please, touch it.” “Say touch my clit and I’ll do anything for you.” “Uh huh, uh huh,” Jessie’s hips bucked. “Fuck me with your finger. Touch my clit and I’ll do anything.” April slid her finger in deep and pushed on Jessie’s clit with her thumb. She started rubbing the girl’s clit as fast and hard as she could. “Oh, oh,” gasped Jessie, her hips even more wild than before. “That’s it, yesssss, oh, God, oh, God, I’m cumming.” She pushed back hard against April and shuddered. But April didn’t stop. She shifted her hand so that her fingers were pressed inside Jessie’s pussy lips, rubbing her little clit furiously. Jessie seemed to lift right up into the air as April diddle her off. “Oh, oh, I’m cumming again,” she wailed in surprise. “Fuck meeeee! Yes, keep… keep… doing it. I’m c-c-cumming.” Lisa was inches from Jessie’s face, watching every twitch of her muscles and looking deep into her eyes. The exquisite strain on Jessie’s face was incredibly exciting. She wanted that same feeling. Her body burned, yet she knew she wouldn’t get anything until April was done with Jessie. April knew what the feeling was like for Jessie. The little girl’s body felt like it was centered on her clit. She couldn’t get enough stimulation to that most sensitive part of her body. Still April was amazed at the sight of the 9-year-old writhing in absolute pleasure on her fingers. It was so hot to see that cute little bottom and that soft hairless pussy begging for more attention. Jessie’s orgasm went on for nearly a minute before April finally stopped. Lisa just looked up at Phoebe and said, “Touch my clit and I’ll do anything for you.” She wanted to cut to the good part. As Phoebe reached for Lisa’s pussy, April said, “Not yet. That’s too easy. Wait just a sec.” She untied Jessie’s ankles and got the girl down off the bed. It gave Phoebe better access to Lisa’s pussy and the rest of her body as well. But, April wasn’t ready to let Phoebe do what Lisa so desperately needed. “Suck her tits some more,” she told Phoebe. “I’ll let you know when she’s ready.” Then she turned her attention to Lisa. “If she touches your clit, will you eat her out?” “Yes, I’ll eat her.” “Will you eat Jessie?” “Yes, anything, I said anything. I’ll lick Jessie’s pussy.” “Will you eat me?” Lisa’s breath came out in a ragged gasp of frustration. Her body was on fire and Phoebe’s attention to her tits wasn’t helping. “Yes, I’ll eat you, of course I’ll eat you. Anything.” “Come put a finger in her pussy, but don’t touch her clit.” “Aaannnhhh,” moaned Lisa in frustration. She wanted to cum, but the girl was bent on teasing her. Phoebe slid a finger up inside Lisa’s wet pussy and watched as the woman started bucking against it. Tied as she was, there wasn’t much that Lisa could do, but she was making a game effort at fucking herself on just a tiny index finger. April stood Jessie right up against the bed, facing her mother. Watching her mother perform like this was nothing new to the 9-year-old. She knew the feeling that her mom was having right now; that feeling of being on the edge of something wonderful, yet held back by the tormenting teen. She wanted to watch her mom cum just like she had just done. “Tell Jessie what you want,” said April. “Mommy wants to cum,” said Lisa, her voice desperate. “I know, mommy,” said Jessie. Yet, nothing happened and Lisa knew more was expected. “Mommy wants Phoebe to touch her clit, rub her pussy, and make her cum. I want you to watch mommy cum.” She didn’t want that, but she knew April wanted it. “Mommy wants to lick her little girl’s pussy,” prompted April. “Ahhhh, God, yes,” said Lisa, momentarily distracted by the feelings shooting through her body. “Yes, mommy wants to lick… oh, Jesus Christ… her-her little girl’s pussy.” “Do it,” said April. “God Almighty,” moaned Lisa as Phoebe put two fingers to her clit and started rubbing. Her body arched up off the bed, tensed in orgasm and trying to push Phoebe’s fingers even harder against her. “Fucking watch mommy cum,” she screamed as she came. Like her daughter before her, Lisa came for nearly a minute in a long, hard, continuous orgasm. Phoebe took her hand away when it looked like Lisa was winding down finally. She looked over at April with a big broad smile on her face. But April was occupied with Jessie’s tongue between her legs. Phoebe slid up and put her pussy to Lisa’s face. She came quickly to a rousing orgasm. As she came down from her orgasm, Phoebe put her head on Lisa’s chest, feeling the soft pillows of her tits on her face. It had been fun, but she wondered just what it would be like to be in Lisa’s or Jessie’s position. She wanted to be tied and teased just like that, too. April could see the look of lust in Phoebe’s eyes and knew just what the preteen wanted. She wasn’t going to let Phoebe have it yet. Tomorrow was Friday and she had something different planned for Phoebe. Because Frank was around and in the way on weekends, they didn’t get together on Saturday or Sunday. Phoebe would have to wait until Monday to find herself in that submissive position. |