CONTROL

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 17 ]

When Wednesday came around, Phoebe was alone with April again. “Should we spank you, too, Phoebster?” she teased the blond.

“For what?”

“We spank Karina for being alone with me. Maybe we should spank you, too. Naughty girl who’s getting me all to herself.”

“This is different,” protested Phoebe. She’d been spanked before and would submit to that indignity again, but she didn’t like it like Karina did.

“Different?”

“Well…”

“You’re darned right it’s different,” April cut her off. “You’re my first, my one and only. You’re my Phoebster and yes, I get to spend special time alone with you.” She pulled the beautiful girl tight, hugging her and then planting a long kiss on those lovely red lips. “No punishment for my Phoebster for being special,” she added soothingly.

Phoebe just let her mistress stroke her long blond hair like she was owned. It felt nice for April to talk quietly to her as her mistress stroked her. She’d been compared to a car before, sleek and fast. Today she felt more like a pet, a cat or a dog that would sit in her mistress’ lap to be cuddled and petted.

In fact, April sat down on her bed and laid Phoebe’s head in her lap. They were both still clothed and April centered her attentions on Phoebe’s head. She used her hands to softly caress Phoebe’s face and hair. “My beautiful girl,” she said, her voice sounding like she was addressing a pet. “Sweet, sweet beautiful girl.” She’d never had a pet, but if she had one it would be a rabbit. She liked cute little bunnies.

“I wish you had cute little bunny ears,” said April, scratching Phoebe’s ears like she imagined she would on a pet rabbit. “You could be my little bunny rabbit.” Her hands smoothed Phoebe’s long blond hair back, showing off her ears.

Phoebe felt a tingle run down her spine as April tickled her ears. She wriggled her nose as April, doing a decent impression of a bunny. In response, April caressed her cute nose and her soft face again. Phoebe was enjoying the attention so much, she wasn’t even wondering where this was going. She let April lead the way, content to lay here all afternoon if that’s what April wanted.

April’s aim was specifically to make Phoebe feel like a pet rabbit. She turned Phoebe over and began stroking her neck, back, and tail (or where one would have been), just like a rabbit. She could tell Phoebe was enjoying her bunny role as much as she was enjoying being the master of a pet bunny.

“I have a surprise for you,” said April. “It’s waiting next door. Just you, me, and Kathy. She had the surprise made just for you, so she gets to help out.”

“What kind of surprise?”

“The kind you have to wait and see,” said April.

“Cool,” said Phoebe. She hadn’t expected an answer and she did like the anticipation of her Wednesday surprise.

Next door, Steve was at work and Mark was banished from the house for the day. The girls had the house to themselves, but they gathered in the privacy of the master bedroom. As Kathy blindfolded her, Phoebe said, “You said there would be no one else today.” She’d only been blindfolded a couple times before, but every time it had been to sneak another person into the room and surprise her.

“I promise,” said April. “Today nobody else. The blindfold is so you can’t see what we’re doing until we’re ready.”

“OK, m’lady,” said Phoebe. She noticed she wasn’t bound, just blindfolded. Then, she felt her clothes being removed. Everything she wore was taken off until she stood naked for them. Then she felt a strap being put around her neck. She couldn’t tell much except that it was wide, smooth, and heavy. It felt heavier than it should, like it had something dangling from it. She knew she was right about her perception as she felt another strap run down her body, between her pussy lips, up between her ass cheeks, and then fastened to a strap running down her back. It was some sort of harness attached to a collar around her neck. There were more straps, one that went around her body under her tits and one around her body above her tits. The straps were pulled tight. A final strap ran around her narrow waist and pulled tight.

As the harness was fitted to her body, she remembered the odd measuring that Ms. Kathy had done a couple of weeks ago. She’d known then that something was up and this must be the outfit that she was being fitted for. It felt terribly naughty as she wore this harness that highlighted her small tits, her waist, her pussy, and ass. It acknowledged her sexuality and hid nothing from view.

Then she let them sit her on the bed. Stockings were pulled up her legs, riding high on her soft thighs. They had elastic tops that held them up snugly without the need of a garter belt. Then something tickled her nose and she pulled back. “Hold still,” said Kathy’s voice. She held still as a pad touched at her nose a couple of times and then a brush. Makeup was applied to her cheeks and then she felt lines drawn on her cheeks. There were quick, soft pokes to her nose.

“Hmmmm,” said April’s voice. “How does that look?”

“Perfect,” said Kathy. “Now these.”

Phoebe held still for what sounded like the finished touches. She felt a hair band being put on the top of her head and her hair was arranged around it. She was pulled back to her feet and turned to face the bed. Then she felt herself pushed forward to bend at the waist. It felt like a spanking was on the way as her ass was thrust out, but she held still.

“What?” said Phoebe in surprise as a finger poked at her asshole. It felt slick and greasy as it pushed inside her.

Kathy’s firm hands held her in position as April said, “Hold still.”

Phoebe felt something else poke at her asshole. “Aaahhh,” she protested, but something slid up her asshole and settled in place. She figured a dildo or vibrator had just been shoved inside her. But, it also felt now like her sphincter had closed down over it and claimed it like it was now a body part. It wasn’t going anywhere.

As Phoebe was stood up again and leg across the room, she knew she was headed for the full length mirror on the closet door. The hands stopped her and she stood waiting. Then April removed the blindfold. She blinked her eyes in the bright light and then focused on her reflection.

Phoebe couldn’t believe what she saw. The first thing that caught her attention were the floppy bunny ears on her head. She realized that’s what the head band was for. One of the ears stood straight up, but the other was bent in half, leaning forward with a jaunty look. The makeup on her face highlighted her bunny nose and she had whiskers. Around her neck she had a white collar, even whiter than her creamy skin. A white leather strap ran down to a ring centered between her little breasts. From the ring, straps ran above her tits, below her tits, and down to another ring centered over her belly button. From the belly ring, a strap ran around her waist and another strap continued down between her pussy lips. White stockings finished off the look.

She turned to look at herself from the side and did a double take. Turning more, she saw a fluffy puffball of a bunny tail perched right up above the crack of her tight ass. It was attached to the plug stuck up her ass. While she was looking at her backside, she saw the way the straps from her tits and around her waist met again with a strap that ran up the middle of her back.

Excited at the sexy bunny look, she turned back to April and Kathy. The look on their faces made her weak in the knees. She’d never felt sexier than she did right then. “I’m a Playboy bunny,” she said.

“Oh, no, Phoebster,” said April. “Playboy bunnies are slutty man toys. You’re my hot little bunny girl. Oh, fuck yeah, hot little bunny girl.” She turned to Kathy. “Wow, this is the best ever. Isn’t she …?”

“Incredible,” said Kathy, her eyes all over the 13-year-old Phoebe as well.

“Yeah,” agreed April with a sigh, “incredible.” She reached for Phoebe, putting her arms around her gently. Her hands touched the soft bare skin of Phoebe’s back and she pressed her body urgently against the bunny girl. April leaned Phoebe back onto the bed and climbed right on top of the bunny, putting her lips to Phoebe’s lips.

Neither girl noticed Kathy’s willpower as the woman pulled herself from the room. She wanted a piece of that perfect little bunny, too, but April was clearly overwhelmed by the sight. She could tell the two girls needed to be alone.

Phoebe tingled all over as April caressed her soft skin and kissed her face. She was used to feeling special, but April had outdone herself for this Wednesday surprise. Her mistress was herself surprised that Phoebe could look even sexier than ever. Phoebe simply lay back, like a pet rabbit might, and let her mistress stroke her. It was even better than being a beloved pet as April’s lips touched her in sensitive places, tonguing her tits, her belly, her ass, her thighs, and eventually her pussy… like no mistress ever did for her pet rabbit.

For a moment, Phoebe felt the power of her body once again. It was her, not April, who was in control. As April worshipped her body with lips and tongue, she knew she owned April as thoroughly as April owned her. She shuddered through an orgasm silently, not wanting to break the fantasy by speaking or even moaning. To her surprise, April didn’t stop, but rather turned her over on her stomach, pulled her ass up in the air, and buried her face in her pussy, eating her juicy cunt from behind. The bunny felt another orgasm approaching.

The mistress hadn’t even bothered to undress. She was so busy attending to the perfect body that she didn’t feel her own desire building to a crescendo. Phoebe’s first orgasm was fulfilling for her as she served the beautiful pussy. Unfinished, she wanted to see that lovely ass with the cute tail as she ate Phoebe some more. The scent and taste of the pussy was wonderful. As Phoebe came a second time, April noticed the tingle that filled her body as well.

Standing, April felt suddenly lost as she broke contact with her bunny. She reached out and stroked Phoebe’s soft ass and then slipped off shoes and socks. As Phoebe rolled over to watch her, April reached out again. This time she stroked Phoebe’s little tits, corralled between leather straps. Breaking again, she slipped off her shirt and bra. It was as if she had to keep that link between them or perish, so she reached for Phoebe’s face in a gentle caress. Finally, she stripped off her shorts and damp panties. Then she pressed her naked body against Phoebe’s.

As April settled back on the bed, Phoebe nibbled her way down to April’s tender nipples. She sucked and bit at them, garnering moans of pleasure from her mistress. Lapping with her tiny bunny tongue, she licked at April’s tits and then worked down her tummy to her pussy. She paused, looked up at April from between her thighs, and wiggled her nose. As she lowered her face to April’s pussy and licked, she heard April, “Oh, my sweet, sweet, beautiful Phoebster.”

Phoebe licked April’s pussy for all she was worth. Her mistress had earned this and much more. This was the best surprise ever. The bunny girl tingled all over just remembering the look that April and Kathy had given her. She tingled even more as April came long and hard. Then she lay down next to April and let her mistress’ hands caress her again.

The two girls lay together for a few minutes before Phoebe rose up on one elbow. “Where’s Ms. Kathy?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” said April. She hadn’t even missed the woman, but now that Phoebe mentioned her, she too wondered about Kathy’s disappearance. She looked at Phoebe’s floppy ears, made even more floppy by their recent workout. She reached to straighten them.

“Don’t,” said Phoebe, thinking she was going to remove them.

“Hold still, Phoebster,” said April. “They’re crooked.”

Phoebe lay still to let April play with her bunny ears for a moment. She felt so sexy in the costume and she wanted to see Ms. Kathy with everything just right.

“Let’s go find her, but tie me first,” said Phoebe. She stood and put her hands behind her back. April knew where Kathy’s toys were and used a pair of hand cuffs to secure Phoebe’s hands behind her. She reattached the strap that ran through Phoebe’s pussy and up her ass. She surveyed the pretty bunny, touched up her makeup, and then added ropes at her elbows, tying them together to force Phoebe’s chest out farther. Then she clipped a leash to the hook on Phoebe’s collar and led her down to find Kathy.

Kathy took one look at the cuffed Phoebe and said, “How can you two make that much noise and she still looks perfect.” Her eyes ran up and down the nearly naked body.

Phoebe giggled at the compliment and blushed as Kathy’s eyes devoured her. She stood, tingling with anticipation, as Kathy closed the distance and cupped her face. The woman bent and kissed Phoebe’s lips and then her throat. Like April, she thought the leather straps, stockings, and makeup made the 13-year-old especially sexy. She’d suggested a pony outfit with bit and bridle, but April had convinced her a bunny would be more Phoebe’s style. Kathy had to admit the bunny look was cute. Now she’d have to have one made for Jessie.

“May I?” asked Kathy, reaching for Phoebe’s leash.

April hesitated for half a second. She’d never let anyone else have time alone with Phoebe before. But, Kathy always granted her requests to borrow Mark. She could hardly refuse. She relinquished the leash to the woman and watched as Kathy led Phoebe back upstairs. Just as they disappeared from sight, Phoebe cast a worried glance back over her shoulder at April. April felt a pang of jealousy as she was left behind alone.

In the master bedroom, Kathy picked up Phoebe and laid her on the bed. She tied the girl’s ankles to the corners at the foot of the bed. Then she untied and uncuffed her arms and retied them to the corners at the head of the bed. “Such a pretty bunny girl,” said Kathy. “Every inch of you is beautiful,” she added as she unfastened the crotch strap. One by one she unfastened each strap until she could remove the entire harness, leaving Phoebe nude, except for her stockings. Then she put a ball gag in Phoebe’s mouth.

“You’re a beautiful girl, Phoebe,” repeated Kathy. “But you know what? I think you’re a naughty girl, too.”

Phoebe shook her head. “Uh uh,” she grunted through the gag.

“Oh, yeah,” said Kathy. “You’re a naughty girl who likes to play naughty games.” She ran her hands over Phoebe’s nipples. “Yeah, but that’s OK, because I like naughty girls. I like to play with naughty girls.”

Phoebe squirmed. Ms. Kathy’s voice was calm and soothing, but her words were menacing.

Kathy pinched at Phoebe’s right nipple, tweaking it to hardness. She pulled it out, stretching it into the air. Then, she clipped a metal clamp onto the swollen nipple.

Phoebe grunted in pain, her eyes wide as the woman abused her tender nipple. She looked toward the door, but they were clearly alone and would not be disturbed. Phoebe could only watch as Kathy teased the other nipple and then clipped a similarly cruel clamp to that nipple. A chain linked the two clamps.

The blond struggled as Kathy pulled the chain up into the air, stretching both nipples at once. Then, Kathy held the chain to Phoebe’s mouth and hooked it on a metal hook embedded in the ball gag. The tension pulled Phoebe’s nipples up with no hope of release. “Aaaahhhh,” moaned Phoebe as pain shot through her nipples.

Kathy removed her outer clothes to reveal sexy black underwear. It excited her to see the slender girl writhing in pain on the bed. There was so much she wanted to do to Phoebe, but she also knew that her captive wasn’t a pain slut like her entourage of slaves.

The young teen tried to push the pain from her mind. She felt the familiar arousal from the way Kathy’s eyes danced across her body. With a twist of her leg, she could move Kathy’s eyes to her thigh. A soft sigh that made her chest rise and fall quickly drew the woman’s eyes to her tits. Experienced as she was at using her body, Phoebe knew her beauty had the full attention of the woman.

Yet, there was a difference in Kathy’s treatment compared to anything she’d dealt with before. April spanked and tormented her before letting her climax. Kathy was more intent on the pain, drawing her arousal from her victim’s pain.

“For a 13-year-old, you’re still pretty flat,” said Kathy.

For a moment, Phoebe felt the hurt that came with that cutting remark. She noticed the way Kathy reacted with a slight smile as the hurt registered on her face. But, she could also tell the pleasure with which Kathy had toyed with her nipples and stared at her flat chest. Kathy’s words said one thing, but her eyes said another. She made her chest rise and fall again. Her nipples hurt, but she tingled at the same time.

“Want those clamps off?” asked Kathy.

“Uh huh,” grunted Phoebe.

“Nod your head,” said Kathy.

Phoebe nodded. The motion of her head tugged on her tender nipples.

“Good, I want it off, too,” said Kathy. She unclamped Phoebe’s nipples and unhooked the chain from her gag. “Because I want to put this chain on instead.” She dangled the old chain and new chain side by side and Phoebe could tell the new chain was a couple of inches shorter.

“Uh uh,” grunted the captive girl. But, she couldn’t protect herself as Kathy clamped each nipple and then stretched the chain up to her gag. “Aaaahhhh,” she grunted in pain as her nipples were stretched even farther.

“Yeah,” said Kathy, apparently satisfied with the degree of pain that Phoebe felt. “That’s what a naughty girl gets. You’ve been fucking my Mark and that’s a naughty girl. He comes back with a big smile on his face. You make it so easy for him, spreading your legs for him and asking for his cock. You say you don’t like boys, but you really do like my Mark.”

Even though Kathy picked up a wicked looking leather paddle, Phoebe felt a sense of satisfaction herself as she read her own meaning into Kathy’s words. The woman was jealous of her. She, a mere slip of a 13-year-old girl, was a better fuck than the mature woman. Mark wanted her more than Kathy. She wanted to taunt the woman, but gagged, she only had her body to use. She wriggled sensuously.

Experienced as she was, Kathy noticed the way the girl was using what little mobility she had to her advantage. She was enjoying the duel that was playing out between them. But she was also about to up the ante. She raised the leather paddle and slapped it down firmly on Phoebe’s soft inner thigh.

“Mmmffff,” squealed Phoebe into the gag, her eyes widening in surprise and shock. She hadn’t expected a swat to that tender part of her body. That really hurt! She looked down to see just how vulnerable her thighs were. Her eyes snapped back up to Kathy. “Uh uh, uh uh,” she said, shaking her head back and forth despite the pain that caused in her nipples.

“Uh huh, uh huh,” countered Kathy. With a smile, she slapped the paddle down on Phoebe’s other thigh. As Phoebe’s squeal died down, she said, “My poor naughty girl getting her cute little thighs spanked? I wonder how this would feel on her tummy?”

“Uh uh, uh uh,” pleaded Phoebe. She watched in disbelief as the paddle seemed to come down in slow motion. “Eeeeaaaaaa,” she squealed as the leather stung across her soft, smooth tummy. She wanted soft caresses on her beautiful body, but this woman was admiring her beauty in a unique way. Where Kathy looked and what she desired was being punished in cruel fashion. Phoebe’s pleasure was gone for the moment, distracted by the pain.

“Do me a favor, beautiful,” said Kathy.

Anything, thought Phoebe. “Uh huh,” she said, her head nodding slightly.

“Take off the clamps on your nipples.”

“Hummf?” said Phoebe. She was tied and helpless. She couldn’t take off the clamps.

“Sure you can,” said Kathy, knowing just what Phoebe was thinking. “Pull your head back, back, back until you pull the clamps right off your pretty little nipples.”

“Hummf?” said Phoebe again. She stared down at the chain that ran from her gag to her nipples. She couldn’t believe that Kathy wanted her to pull them off herself. That would hurt even more.

Kathy rubbed the leather paddle against Phoebe’s thigh. “Take it off for me,” she said. She watched Phoebe fight the mental battle. The girl was just realizing that she could pull the clamps off by pulling on the chain with her mouth, but she didn’t want to. “Do it!” snapped Kathy suddenly. She smacked Phoebe’s thigh soundly.

“Aaahhhh,” squealed Phoebe. She bit down firmly on the rubber ball in her mouth and leaned her head back. The clamps tugged at her nipples. “Aahhh,” she moaned and relaxed. She just couldn’t do it.

“OK, don’t do it,” said Kathy, she raised the paddle slowly, aiming at Phoebe’s other thigh.

“Uh uh, uh uh,” grunted Phoebe. She leaned her head back. The pain shot through her nipples, but this time she pulled harder. It felt like her nipples were going to come off, but then the clamps gave way, scratching and tearing across her delicate nipples. They pulled free and she moaned in relief.

“See, beautiful,” said Kathy. “Don’t tell me you can’t do it. Especially when I know you can.” She raised the paddle and snapped it down quickly on Phoebe’s thigh. It pleased her, sending a tingle through her body, to see the look of shock on Phoebe’s face. The girl had thought she’d gotten off the hook by obeying.

“Guess why I wanted those clamps off, beautiful,” said Kathy as she rubbed the leather paddle across Phoebe’s sore nipples.

Phoebe saw what was coming. Kathy had rubbed the paddle across her thighs and swatted, then rubbed the paddle across her tummy and swatted, and now she was rubbing across her tits. “Oh shi, uh uh, peees,” whined Phoebe into her gag. She winced in anticipation of a swat to her flat chest.

But, Kathy didn’t swat the girl’s tits. Instead, she flicked the tip of the paddle fast and hard, back and forth across Phoebe’s left nipple until Phoebe moaned in pain from the gentle, persistent torture. Then she repeated the action on Phoebe’s right nipple

“Naughty girls need a spanking every once in a while,” said Kathy. She set down the paddle. She reached back to unhook her bra. “But every once in a while, they also need someone to remind them that being naughty is really nice.” She dropped her bra to the floor and hooked her thumbs in the waist band of her panties. As she pulled them down, she said, “Now, I’m going to thank you for putting a big smile on Mark’s face, you naughty little girl.”

Kathy leaned over the tied girl and sucked gently on her hard nipples. The moans that came from Phoebe this time were from pleasure. The woman took her time with Phoebe’s small mounds, making love to them for several minutes. Then, she undid the helpless girl’s gag and kissed her eager lips. Leaving her tied, Kathy worked her way down Phoebe’s body to lick at her pussy.

“Is this the pretty pussy that Mark likes so much?” teased Kathy as she licked.

Phoebe didn’t say a word. She just sighed with contentment, noting that Kathy seemed to like her pussy a lot, too. Having the woman worship her body was more to her liking than the punishment she’d just suffered through. But, she could tell that Kathy had become aroused by the dominance games. She wanted to satisfy Kathy while the woman was so hot. “Turn around,” said Phoebe. “I want your pussy, too.”

Pleasantly surprised by the request, Kathy flipped around to put her pussy right over Phoebe’s mouth. While she licked at the soft blond curls and hard clit of the 13-year-old, she felt the little pink tongue dart after her clit. It wasn’t much longer before they had both cum.

Afterwards, April and Phoebe said a reluctant goodbye at April’s house. Phoebe was going on vacation tomorrow and they wouldn’t see each other for nearly a week. The blond would only make it back in time for next Wednesday.

“Have fun a Disneyland,” said April. She was a little envious that Phoebe was going to get a trip this summer and she wasn’t. But, then she didn’t want to be seen out on a trip with Frank and Angie. So, under the circumstances, she was content to stay home.

“Yeah, right,” said Phoebe. “They’ll probably make me pose with fucking Mickey and Minnie, you know. Like I’m a little girl, or something.”

“Yeah,” said April. She couldn’t quite empathize with Phoebe’s predicament. Phoebe’s parents treated her like she was a little kid still. April was in charge of the house practically. At home with her mom, Phoebe was an only child. It was just her and her mom. The vacation was going to be with her dad, his new wife, and Phoebe’s new stepbrother and stepsister. “You don’t know… maybe it will be different. I mean, it’s almost like vacation with strangers… I mean, your stepmom, stepbrother, and all.”

“Yeah, well, my stepmom is kind of cool,” said Phoebe. Her dad had married a younger woman. Phoebe got a kick out of the fact that her mom called her stepmom “the slut.” Her usually proper mom left no doubt what she thought of the other woman. But then there was the fact that her stepmom had an 11-year-old and a 9-year-old and was only 27 herself. “But I’m still daddy’s little girl,” she added with disgust.

“So, next Wednesday, I’ll have something extra special for you. And after a week, you’ll be so horny…”

“Damn right,” said Phoebe. “Hell, we’ll be in the car and then in the hotel all together. I won’t even have time to play with myself. And you… dammit, you’re gonna have Karina all to yourself for a week.”

“Well, and Mark and Jessie and Lisa and Kathy and …”

“Stuff it!” said Phoebe.

“But I’ll miss my one and only,” said April.

“You better,” said Phoebe.