CONTROL

BY KENNA

[ part 11 ]

That evening, April played with herself, bringing herself to a nice orgasm. She had planned to watch the tape of her mom being raped by three boys, but instead she ran the image through her head of her mom’s tongue eagerly and lovingly lapping at her pussy. It had been surprisingly satisfying to discover yet another way to control her mom. Deep inside she knew it was a way that would reach her mom better than blackmail or threats. As she drifted off to sleep, she was thinking that perhaps reward would be more fun to use on Angie than punishment ever was.

As she ate breakfast the next morning, it occurred to April that just as she was taking Angie from punishment to reward, she was taking Phoebe in the other direction. She enjoyed the challenge of exploring the limits with both of them. Now that Phoebe had surrendered to her, she wondered just how far she could take the lithe blond. She knew she would enjoy the game – one day rough and the next day sweet. She also figured that Phoebe would enjoy the game just as much as she did.

Unfortunately, when she looked at her short list of new things to try on Phoebe, she knew that she couldn’t keep up the pace of something new and shocking for Phoebe every day for the whole summer. She’d set aside Wednesday for the new and shocking category. The other days of the week she’d just have to settle for surprising Phoebe by varying the routine.

When Phoebe came over that morning, April stripped her and tied her to the bed with her ass in the air. Everything that April had planned for the day was something that Phoebe had seen before, but it was different enough that it was an all new experience for the preteen. With Phoebe tied and helpless, April told her that first she was going to get a spanking. “You’re going to get it one way or another, Phoebster, but if you beg for it, I’ll only spank you 10 swats. I’ll double it if you don’t sound convincing. Then, of course, after the spanking, I’ll make you feel real good.”

Phoebe struggled against her bonds. Ten swats were still twice as many as she’d ever gotten before. She knew there was no way out. Her tummy tingled at the thought of what April would do once the spanking was over. Yet the thought of begging was disconcerting. She really didn’t want to do that.

Just as Phoebe decided that begging was better than 20 swats, she saw April holding the camcorder. “Any time you’re ready to start, Phoebster,” said April, pointing the camera at the tied blond. “Tell me what you really, really want.”

The struggling little girl felt her pussy go wet as the camera panned over her exposed flesh. April walked around her, getting views of her tight round ass, her plump pussy lips squeezed between her slender thighs, and her budding tits as they hung down under her stretched body. Her mistress complimented her on her perfect, beautiful body, letting her know just what part of her body was being recorded at the moment.

Then there was a moment of silence as April set down the camcorder. Phoebe was still struggling with the idea of begging and suddenly she was afraid the spanking was about to begin. She’d taken too long and now she was going to get all 20 swats! “Please, m’lady,” she gasped in desperation. “Please spank me.”

April smiled as Phoebe surrendered to the inevitable. It wasn’t that she wanted to spank Phoebe as much as it was that she wanted the 12-year-old on tape begging for the spanking. She’d add it to her collection of reasons why Phoebe would have to obey her every whim. She dipped her forefinger in the jar of Ex. T. Cee cream and swiped it across Phoebe’s clit.

“Oh yeah,” moaned Phoebe as she realized what April had just applied to her most sensitive spot. It would make the whole experience so much better. She turned and looked over her shoulder at April as her mistress picked up the camcorder again. Looking straight at the camera, Phoebe said, “Please, m’lady, please spank me. I want you to spank me with the wooden paddle. Make me scream. Make it hurt. Please spank my hot ass.”

April set down the camera and again Phoebe thought the spanking was about to begin. But, April stuck her finger between Phoebe’s thighs and pressed against her swollen clit. She massaged it gently. “Oh, please m’lady, that feels so good,” said Phoebe. She rotated her hips and pressed back against April’s probing finger.

When Phoebe was begging for climax, April took her hand away and picked up the camcorder again. “Now, beg like you mean it,” she told Phoebe. “And when I start spanking you, I want you to count each one and thank me for each one. When we get to ten, then you get to cum.”

Phoebe looked at the camcorder as it started to record. She was beside herself with lust. “For God’s sake, m’lady, spank my hot ass,” she whined desperately. “I need a spanking.” She rotated her ass invitingly. “Please spank my naughty little ass. Make me scream. Please spank me hard. I’ll do anything if you just spank me. I’ll dance naked for you. I’ll lick your pussy. I’ll dance naked for Mark. I’ll suck his cock. Just spank me, pleeeese.”

Pleased with Phoebe’s begging, April left the camcorder going as she mounted it on the tripod and pointing it at the helpless girl. Phoebe continued to beg, her body writhing in unsated desire as April took her time. Then April picked up the paddle and slapped it soundly across Phoebe’s white ass. “Eeeeee,” screamed Phoebe. “One, thank you, m’lady.” She slapped it down again. “Eeeeeaaa, two, thank you, m’lady.”

By the sixth swat, Phoebe was panting from the exertion of screaming. She wanted to beg for the spanking to end, but she was afraid that would only earn her extra swats. She gritted her teeth and took four more swats, screaming each time, yet never forgetting to thank April for the painful attention.

After the last swat, Phoebe was panting heavily. She looked back at April, lust filling her eyes. “Now, please, make me cum, m’lady. Please touch me.” Her hips moved lewdly as she begged for the final ecstasy. There was another advantage to this position over the immobilizing spread eagle position. Though she was secure, Phoebe had more room to wriggle her nude body. The sight was erotic and now it was on tape, too.

April slipped her finger onto Phoebe’s throbbing clit and massaged it vigorously. Seconds later, Phoebe started to moan with pleasure as an orgasm swept over her. It was, as usual, worth the wait. Her whole body trembled as April continued to finger her, holding her in that exquisite pleasure for over a minute.

The final minutes of the tape showed the tied Phoebe eagerly licking April’s pussy until the 13-year-old came.

Once she was untied, Phoebe lay back on the bed, catching her breath. April licked on the hard little nipples on the 12-year-old’s chest. “What are you going to do with that tape?” asked Phoebe.

“Watch it a few times,” said April, briefly pausing her attentions.

“What if somebody finds it?” asked Phoebe, acutely aware of the spectacle she’d made of herself.

April briefly raised her head again. “Like who? My mom?”

Phoebe was silent. If April’s mom found it, so what? Angie couldn’t and wouldn’t do anything about it. Still, she didn’t like the idea of the tape lying around. “You wouldn’t give it to anybody else, would you?”

April didn’t stop licking and sucking Phoebe’s nipples so quickly this time. She pondered the answer to the question. It was the crux of the matter, yet she didn’t want to come down with a heavy handed blackmail threat against Phoebe. Finally she looked up at Phoebe and said, “I don’t think I’ll have to… do you?”

Phoebe could see the implied threat and didn’t pursue it any further. She preferred to have the fantasy that she was a willing party to her lover’s schemes. Like April, she didn’t want the threat to be any clearer than it was already. She liked the wonderful orgasms that April gave her. She loved April and the attention that April gave her. Her red and sore ass reminded her that there were less than pleasant aspects of April’s attention, but that came with her devotion to April.

Two days later, Phoebe found herself tied spread eagle on her back, her legs wide and ready for anything. April began by tickling the pretty blond. That was a trick that aroused Phoebe in the past and worked again today. Between sensual kissing of her throat, her tits, her cheeks, and her lips and the tickling, Phoebe was soon begging for more.

With Phoebe fully aroused, April pulled out the strap on dildo that she’d tried out on Sunday. Today was Phoebe’s first sight of the tool and she watched with surprise as April strapped it into position. “What do you think, Phoebster?” she asked as she displayed the cock jutting out from her crotch.

“Wow,” breathed Phoebe. “You look so hot. Please, are you going to fuck me with that?” It looked huge, bigger than Mark’s cock anyway. On April, the effect was stunning, like the best of both worlds combined in one body.

“Of course,” said April, but it wouldn’t be quick. She climbed on Phoebe and started all over again with the gentle kissing and touching. Phoebe squirmed with desire as she was aroused all over again. She responded passionately as April pressed her lips firmly to Phoebe’s eager lips.

April had seduced her mother days before with similar behavior, but today her approach was subtly different. She didn’t need to seduce the willing Phoebe. She was going to take what she wanted and Phoebe would enjoy that just as much. Working Phoebe up to a frenzy, she then slid up to present her cock to Phoebe. “Suck me, Phoebster. Show me how much you love my cock.”

Phoebe licked her lips sensuously and then opened her mouth without question to take the tip of the cock between her lips. She sucked on it as April offered her more. “Be my little cocksucker,” said April as she slid the cock to the hilt in Phoebe’s throat. The 12-year-old’s eyes opened wide as she took more cock than she’d ever had before. She felt it slide back out and then sink deep. “Suck me off, get me hard for you,” said April, sounding to Phoebe just like a demanding boy would sound.

As April pulled free of her mouth, Phoebe said, “Fuck me…” she paused as the next word seemed out of place, then she finished, “… m’lord.”

“Mmmm,” said April, liking the address that Phoebe used. “You like my cock, Phoebster?”

“Yes, m’lord,” said Phoebe. “I want it in me, m’lord.”

April easily found the sopping hole between Phoebe’s legs and slid the cock in gently a couple of inches. She felt resistance as she stretched Phoebe wider than she’d ever been stretched. Remembering Angie’s protests from her first try, April took it slow and easy, pushing her cock in a couple inches and then out, then a bit deeper, and then out. It took a few strokes, but soon she was all the way inside the moaning Phoebe.

As she stroked in and out, April heard Phoebe’s breathing go from heavy to ragged and gasping. She was approaching her orgasm. Suddenly April realized that she was getting tingly as well. This hadn’t happened with Angie, but this time the dildo was working on her, too. She pumped harder and faster, feeling the based on the cock push against her own clit as she did. “Oh wow,” she gasped in surprise.

As Phoebe started to tense under her, April felt herself go over the edge. The whole idea of cumming together was so glorious that she was having one of the best orgasms of her life. She pounded hard into Phoebe’s tight cunt, almost feeling it squeeze her cock. The more she pounded, the more Phoebe squealed in pleasure, and the more the two of them came.

Finally, she collapsed on top of Phoebe, her hard cock still impaled deep inside the girl’s pussy. As she rolled off Phoebe, the younger girl said, “I’ve never heard you make that noise before.”

“What noise?” asked April, totally unaware of what Phoebe was talking about.

“I don’t know,” said Phoebe. “I couldn’t do it. It was kind of like a growl or a moan with … a gravelly moan.”

“A growl?” repeated April, starting to untie Phoebe.

“Yeah, a growl,” said Phoebe. “Kind of… masculine.” Her body shivered at the thought. “Don’t untie me.”

April stopped and looked at Phoebe in surprise. Usually Phoebe was eager to get untied after a hot session. At least she’d never stopped April before.

“F-fuck me again,” said Phoebe. “Please.”

The second time around April heard the deep rumbling growl as the two came as one. The involuntary sound came from deep in her throat as she claimed her conquest.