SADIE AND KASSY

BY SCAVENGER
scavenger13@earthlink.net

My best friend, a woman named Leigh, asked me to be a “Nanny” to her future stepdaughter, 11-year-old Sadie, from June until school started, from 0800 to approximately 1700. She knew she could trust me. I of course, told her certainly. She couldn’t pay me, but since I didn’t work, that really didn’t matter. It gave me something to do.

The first few days were tense, with Sadie not knowing what to make of me. I had been in her 5th. Grade class as a YouthFriend, and that is where she knew me. She hardly spoke to me.

Then, toward the end of the week, I brought over some games, and we began playing. She had fun, and found out I wasn’t such a bad guy after all. In fact, I let her get away with things Leigh wouldn’t.

I bought her a new swimming suit, a two-piece with skimpy bottoms, and a top that pulled on with cross-straps which held the top on. But not when she jumped into the trailer park pool. It always rode up and I could see her little nipples.

I took her swimming the second week, and then she asked me one day when the pool was closed if I would take her for a ride, and let her sit on my lap and steer. Now was my chance. I told her on two conditions. She asked what. I said that one, you always wear your swimsuit and nothing else and two, that you will have to obey me, no matter what I tell you to do. I asked how badly she wanted to drive. She disappeared into her room and stepped back out with her swimsuit on. I told her when we got back she had to do exactly what I told her to do, no matter what. She said, OK.

We went out into the country (we lived in a small town and the country was only blocks away). She did a very good job of steering. I let her do this for about fifteen minutes. When we got back we went inside, and she asked OK, what do I have to do. I told her she had to remove her swimsuit while standing facing me.

Her cream face with freckles spattered across her nose and under her eyes paled even more. I should tell you she had blue eyes and blond hair cut short, but not so short she couldn’t put it up in short pony tails, which she had this day. Her body was that of a boy and very lean, but a very nice butt and the cutest feet you’ve ever seen.

She said if she had to do that then she would tell Leigh that I raped her. I told her not before I would tell Leigh that you undressed in your room and came out to stand in front of me on your own idea, and that if I made you dress again you would tell her, again, that I raped her. So, we had and unwritten contract.

She removed her top, covering her little, smaller than dime-sized nipples with one arm, then pulled down her swimsuit bottom with her other hand and covered her pubic area with that hand as she rose up. I told her to give me her bathing suit. She kicked top and bottom over to me. I said no, pick them up and hand them to me, with both hands.

She obeyed, and I saw her sweet hairless slit. I told her to just stand there, her arms at her sides. She did. I told her to turn around with her back to me, and back up until I told her to stop. She obeyed. I pulled two lengths of rope from the bag I had brought, and first tied her wrists behind her, then tied her ankles together. She didn’t say anything. She just stood there. I just looked at her sweet little butt. God, it was fantastic! I reached out and parted her cheeks so I could see her tiny bottom hole. She began to move away and I told her no, just stand there.

I took out my digital camera and told her to hop around to different places in the trailer, and took pictures of her. Except for spreading her ass cheeks I hadn’t touched her yet at all.

Suddenly came a knock at the door. It was her good friend Kassy. I told Sadie to crouch down behind the kitchen sink. She hopped into the kitchen and hid. I let Kassy in.

“Where’s Sadie?” she asked.

“She’s here,” I told her. “Sadie, come on out.”

Sadie stood up, nearly falling over, and hopped around into the small living room to where Kassy sat on the couch. Her eyes widened. She looked at me.

“I want you to tie me up to. I’ve been tied up a lot of times. My mom ties me up about three times a week so I won’t get into trouble, and often makes me, uh, you know.”

“You mean she masturbates you and makes you cum?”

She nodded, holding her head down. “Don’t be ashamed. I could do that to, if you want me to.”

She looked at me, her eyes wide with excitement.

I pulled out more rope as Kassy stripped. She was 13, short brown hair, and developing breasts (each one about the size of a half of a cantaloupe, very firm, very beautiful, with pink nipples and aureole. She sported a small, just beginning thatch of brown curly hair at her crotch, but not enough to actually hide her slit.

Once undressed she kneeled in front of me, head down, legs spread apart so her vagina was in full view, her hands resting on her knees palms up. This is the typical slave position for a woman, and I wondered where she learned it.

As Sadie just stood there, naked and tied up, I asked Kassy, “So, how would you like to be tied up?”

“Very tightly, so you can see my asshole, and my cunt. Mom often ties me up with my hands spread as far as they can go on the bed, then brings my feet up and over my head and ties them at the ankles to the bed frame. I can see my own little slit just above my face.”

“Sadie, follow us,” and I took Kassy by the nipples, pulled her up by them, then led her into the back bedroom, the bed being a King sized one, big enough for both girls. I had Kassy lay down, then pulled one arm to the side and tied it to the bedrail, then did the same with the other. However, before I tied her feet, I blindfolded and gagged her very severely. Before I gagged her she begged me not to. I said you wanted to be tied up, I’m tying you up, so shut up, and stuffed the gag into her mouth and secured tightly behind her head. Then I pulled her ankles up and out and tied them off as well. I had a full view of her vagina, clit and anus. Her little breasts stood straight up, firm and ready for torture.

I had Sadie lay at the foot of the bed where there was plenty of room. I then proceeded to tie her arms from her wrists up to her elbows without any problem. She was a gymnast, and her elbows came together without any problem. I tied a rope around her knees, then another around her upper body. I pulled her feet up and touched her wrists with the heels, and tied them there. Finally, I tried to blindfold her and gag her, but she began shaking her head and yelling, “No! No! No!”

I got up on the bed and put my knees on either side of her head to hold it still. I managed to get the blindfold and gag on. Now she was helplessly naked, hogtied, gagged and blindfolded.

I returned to Kassy. I touched one side of her bottom. She jerked. I touched the other. She jerked again. I began to use my fingernails against her butt cheeks. She groaned and jerked, but I knew she loved it. I tickled her feet. She really jerked around, screaming and writhing and gyrating.

I stopped, then barely touched her clitoris, now standing out a full three inches. It was huge. She screamed and writhed. I ran my fingers along her slit. More writhing. Then I stopped completely. I went to the bag I had brought and pulled out a cat o’ nine tails whip. It would sting and bring red welts to her derriere, but it was more for whipping her little pussy and asshole. And the way she was tied, well, I couldn’t resist.

I didn’t even warn her, I just lay in with the first strike against her pussy and clit, and the way her butt was sticking up, her anus as well. She didn’t just scream, she SCREAMED! Writhed her butt in circles, as best she could. I lay on with my second strike. More of the same from her. Now, I didn’t stop between whippings of her anus, vagina and clit. I whipped her probably 30 times or so. I stuck my finger into her twat. Yep, I knew it. She was as wet as any full-grown woman could be. With that we finger I eased it into her butt hole and kind of moved it around. She tried to expel me, but it didn’t do her any good. I continued to move my finger all around her inside her anal canal, making her grunt and groan through her gag, making her move her bottom all around.

I pulled it out abruptly, causing her to yelp. Then I saw those pert little nipples again, and I left to find some clothes pins. When I returned Kassy was breathing quickly, and Sadie began to struggle on the bed in an effort to get loose. She couldn’t, but still I watched her struggle and make all kinds of sounds through her gag. I went to Kassy and began to knead her little breasts and pinch and pull on her nipples for about fifteen minutes, then attached a clothespin to each of her now wrinkled and erect nipples. She screamed at each attachment, and screamed even more as I flicked them back and forth.

I returned to her feet and eased them down far enough so that her bottom was just barely off the bed. I picked up Sadie and lay her on the floor so I would have room to fuck Kassy. I removed my clothes and got on the bed, aiming my cock directly at her wide open and very wet pussy lips, and gently thrust into her. She squealed. I began to move in and out, and the faster I moved the more she grunted and squirmed. I slowed down, then stopped, just moving my cock inside her barely at all. Then I began to speed up again. In a few minutes I had her squirming and gyrating, and then she tensed, jerked and screamed. She had just cum. I continued my own thrusting until I felt the spasms of squirting my own sperm into her. I finally stopped and pulled out, removed her gag, and made her clean me off with her mouth. Here I again moved my cock inside her mouth until I came again and told her she had better swallow every drop, or else. She did, and I re-gagged her and left her lying there.

I picked up Sadie and put her back on the bed, this time on her back, so I could see her little twat. Although her knees and ankles were tied together tightly, I could still get my finger onto and, eventually, into her hairless, pale slit. I first began to rub her little pale nipples, which were almost nonexistent. She groaned. I managed to pinch each one, and pulled and pinched them hard, twisted them. She really screamed. I kept this up for a number of minutes, just how long I didn’t know. I just enjoyed listening to her scream as I continued to torture her nipples.

As I continued to twist and pull and pinch her nipples with one hand, I used the other to rub a finger along her slit. She raised her hips as I did this, then pulled her hips down into the bed and I tried to insert a finger into her vagina. I finally managed this little maneuver, and could tell she was already wet inside. She continued to buck, trying to dislodge me, or perhaps trying to get me to go deeper. I wasn’t sure.

My finger finally slid easily inside, while my thumb located her tiny clitoris. I began to move my finger in and out, rub her clit, and continued to torture her nipples. Her whole body began to writhe even more. Then she tensed, screamed through her gag, and I knew I had made her cum. Probably her very first orgasm. I found out later she didn’t even know what her private parts were called, much less anything about actual sex.

I removed her gag and told her not to say a word. I moved her to where her mouth was directly in front of Kassy’s juicy slit. I told her to lick Kassy clean, and she had better do a good job the first time cause if she didn’t, I would make her do it again and again until she cleaned Kassy out completely. I tugged her up a little further until her mouth was pressed directly against Kassy’s spread lips.

I got my camera and took pictures from every angle possible of little Sadie eating out Kassy. When she finished, I gagged her again. I pulled her away from Kassy and then just left them tied up like that for a little while. I stayed and watched them struggle, trying to get free, and listened as they both gurgled and mewled into their gags as they tried to escape.

I picked up Sadie and lay her on the floor. I first untied Kassy’s feet and tied them together at the ankles and her legs at the knees, then I untied her arms and warned her not to try anything. I rolled her to her stomach and tied her wrists together behind her, and pulled her elbows together as well, tying them tightly. I stood her up right in front of Sadie, the two girls facing each other. I forced them together, even though Sadie was somewhat shorter than Kassy. I tied a rope to Sadie’s wrists, pulled it under her, between both girls’ legs, then tied the other end to Kassy’s wrists. I tied them together at the upper body, then tied their ankles together.

“OK, girls,” I told them, “I want you to get into the living room any way you can.”

They just stood there for a couple of minutes, then they both tried to go the same way, which almost caused them to fall. Since they couldn’t talk, they couldn’t tell the other what to do. Kassy began to hop, and Sadie followed her lead. They made it into the living room without too much trouble, though they did get off beat a couple of times and almost took a header. I stopped them from falling.

“Now you are in the living room. I am just going to leave you like that until it is time for Leigh to get home. It is now 3:30 pm. You will remain this way for another hour, at which time I will untie you. Have fun.”

They could do little but stand there in their bondage. They began to wriggle some, but didn’t do much of anything. About fifteen minutes later, Sadie began to scream through her gag and really tug at the ropes. Kassy just stood there, unable to do anything.

I got up and stood next to the two of them. I took my hands, actually fingers, and began to rub their slits again. Sadie really screamed, made feel good mewling sounds. In only moments Kassy came. It took Sadie a little longer, but she too eventually came.

“Now, shut up, Sadie, or else.” She didn’t know what the or else was, but neither did I.

I finally untied them from each other, untied Kassy, allowed her to dress and sent her home. She said she wanted to do it again, whenever I would do things to her. I kept Sadie tied up another thirty minutes. I told her to squirm for the rest of the time she was tied up, or I would be even more severe on her next time. She didn’t disappoint me. But little did it do to what I would do to her tomorrow . . .