MAGGIE AND AGGIE

BY SCAVENGER
scavenger13@earthlink.net

Maggie, 15 years old, with dark brown hair and brown eyes, wearing jeans, sandals and a tank top (which showed off her braless breasts which were small but firm, with dark brown nipples and aureole), arrived at 10-year-old Aggie’s house right on time, 5:00 pm Friday. Aggie’s parents were going out for the evening, a last minute thing, so they called the only girl they knew wasn’t busy, Maggie. They knew this because Aggie’s mom had met Maggie’s mom in the supermarket, and she offered Maggie’s babysitting services. Maggie didn’t mind. She could use the money.

Just as Maggie got there, Aggie ran to the door to see what Maggie looked like. Maggie smiled at the little girl, how beautiful she was with the same brown hair and brown eyes. She wore shorts and a halter-top, and nothing else. Her hair was long, and put up in two ponytails. Maggie’s own hair was short.

Aggie’s mom told her where the phone numbers were, left $50.00 for them to call for pizza or whatever for supper, and told them good-bye.

“Maggie, I want you to come upstairs with me. But I want you to wait outside my room for fifteen minutes, because I want to show you something special.”

Maggie agreed. Aggie ran up the stairs, her bare feet pounding on the carpeted stairs. She waited in front of her room until Maggie caught up to her. “Remember, wait here for fifteen minutes, then come in.” Maggie said she promised.

Aggie, once inside her room, was scared at what Maggie would think, but she needed to do this. She removed her clothes, then strapped cuffs on her wrists and ankles and put a collar around her neck. Her little heart began to beat faster. She looked down at herself. Her breasts were just beginning to show, large bumps, but not yet breasts. Her nipples were pale brown against her tanned skin. She rubbed her little slit, her pubic area and her underarms still hairless, and she hadn’t had her first period yet.

First, she locked her ankles together using a small lock on the D-rings on the cuffs. She used a ball gag to gag herself severely. She tied a rope around the D-ring of her collar, which she put in back, then tossed it over a beam in her room. She pulled it until she could reach the other end with her hands. She carefully put an unlocked lock into a D-ring on her right wrist, attached alligator clamps to her tender nipples, crying out as she did this; next she blindfolded herself with a padded leather blindfold, pulled the rope on her collar until she was standing on tiptoes, the collar slightly choking her, and tied it around the D-ring again, then managed to lock her wrists behind her back by manipulating the lock into the D-ring on her left wrist and locking it down. She had practiced all these things many times. She would get her folks bondage equipment and use them on herself. The only thing she wouldn’t do was lock her wrists, unless she kept the key in one hand. But this time, the keys to the two locks to the ankle and wrist cuffs lay on her dresser with a large note so Maggie could see them. She breathed harder, her little toes bent to keep her from choking to death. She wondered how long it had been.

“Aggie, I’m coming in now!” yelled Maggie.

Aggie couldn’t wait. She wanted Maggie to see her naked and in bondage. She knew she couldn’t get free, and this excited her. The first girl to see her this way. No boy had seen her naked yet, though she was hoping that soon she could get one to do things to her. Right now, she hoped Maggie would understand and do things to her.

She heard her door open. Then heard nothing. What was Maggie doing? Was she looking at her? Aggie’s chest rose and fell with her quick breathing. “Mmmm mmm mm!” Aggie murmured through her gag. Still no response.

Wait! What was that? Did she feel something? Or was it her imagination? Yes! A hand on her bare bottom! Feeling her there. Then another. Both hands softly running up and down her naked butt. Then fingers prying her butt cheeks open, a finger running up and down the crack of her ass, then across her anus. Yes! It moved away, then felt a wetness on her anus, a finger rubbing the wet on, around and then inside her anal canal, then a finger moved slowly in until it could get no further in. Aggie thought she was in heaven. But she hadn’t felt anything yet.

A finger began to rub up and down her slit. Aggie moaned through her gag, but could not move because of her hanging position. If she moved too far, her feet would slip and she would begin to really choke. The finger slipped in, and another found her clit. Oh, god, she didn’t know how much ecstasy she could experience! Maggie moved fingers in and out of her pussy and anus, and rubbed her clit. She could feel the sensations building. She made noises, approaching throes of an orgasm. Then it all stopped, and all fingers removed.

“Not yet, my little naked slave, not yet,” Maggie told her. Naked slave? Yes! She wanted to be dominated by this babysitter. Aggie felt a rope being tied through the rings on her wrist cuffs, then her wrists pulled up behind her as far as Maggie could pull them, putting the weight onto her shoulders.

“Now, I can reach your bottom very easily, easily to spank and whip.” That made Aggie gasp. Spank? Oh, yes! “How about a paddle, like the one I brought with me?”

The first whack made Aggie squirm. Then Maggie began to paddle her with a will, smacking her bottom as hard as she could as fast as she could. Aggie screamed through her gag, pleading for Maggie to stop/continue.

Maggie didn’t stop. Maggie continued to paddle her. And paddle her. And paddle her.

Finally, Maggie did stop. She looked at Aggie’s little bottom. It was red with welts. She ran her hand over Aggie’s sore bottom, but very gently. Aggie moaned at her touch. Her butt hurt, she felt the severe burning from the paddle. Tears ran down her cheeks from beneath her blindfold. Her toes were beginning to shake from the severe stance, made even more severe by Maggie pulling her wrists up behind her.

Maggie once again found Aggie’s anus, and inserted a finger. Likewise, her pussy and clit. She began to move her fingers once again, very slowly, bringing Aggie gradually to the point of orgasm, but because she did it so slowly denied Aggie the release she so craved. Then she moved a little faster, and even faster, until Aggie wriggled as best as she could in her hanging bondage. She felt her orgasm build, and as she reached it Maggie again pulled out of her holes and stopped. Aggie screamed in frustration.

Maggie reached and flicked the alligator clips, sending waves of pain through her upper chest. She did it again, then continued to flick them unmercifully. Aggie screamed, but Maggie paid no attention. Then Maggie accomplished the ultimate on poor Aggie – she unclipped each nipple, allowed the blood to return, then let the clamps snap back on her sensitive nubs. Aggie screamed even louder, which amounted to noise not even reaching her door she had gagged herself so good.

Aggie couldn’t believe the pain Maggie was putting her through, especially denying her orgasmic release. A third time Aggie felt Maggie insert her fingers into her anus and pussy, and one on her clit. Maggie began to masturbate her again, slowly, then faster, then as fast as she could. Yes! Aggie began to feel those sensations in her pussy again. The buildup came, then as Maggie continued to masturbate her Aggie reached orgasm. She threw herself back and forth in her bonds, choking herself which added to her orgasm, and screamed into her gag. Her toes slipped, and she found herself hanging by her neck and arms. Maggie continued to masturbate her as Aggie struggled to get her feet back under her. She was choking, becoming dizzy, and felt a second orgasm coursing through her body. She screamed more and more, because of her second orgasm, because of her choking, because of her trying to get her feet back under her. Maggie pulled her fingers away, caught Aggie and set her back on her feet. Blood began to course through her brain once again. Maggie untied her wrists from the beam, untied the rope from her collar.

Aggie stood flat-footed once again. She felt Maggie’s fingers on her collar, turning it around. She felt a tug on the collar, and being forced to hop around her room. This made the clamps flap up and down causing her nipples further pain. What had she got herself into? Maggie pulled the clamps off without opening them causing Aggie to scream some more. She pulled Aggie over to her bed, turned the collar around again, and forced her to lay down face up. Maggie tugged on Aggie’s collar with the rope and tied it off to the middle of the head rails. She unlocked her ankle cuffs, but then used rope to pull them up towards her head until her bottom rose a foot into the air, her pussy even with and above her mouth, and tied them as far apart as possible. She unlocked Aggie’s wrist cuffs, pulled them in front of her and relocked them, then used more rope and pulled them up behind her and tied Aggie’s wrists to the middle rail as well. Maggie then took Aggie’s thighs in hand and pulled her down the bed, taking up all the slack in all the ropes. Aggie now was choking slightly, her bare butt cheeks spread wide apart and her anus and pussy open for Maggie. The way Aggie was tied forced her little breasts toward each other. Aggie felt Maggie playing with them, causing the aureole to wrinkle and her nipples to perch straight up. Then her nipples sent messages of searing pain to her brain as Maggie once again let the two alligator clamps snap down on them.

“You know, I need to make sure your little pussy lips remain spread. Let me look in my bag for something to hold them open.”

Aggie didn’t know exactly what she meant about keeping her pussy lips spread wide open. But she found out soon enough. Maggie pulled on Aggie’s left pussy lip and let another alligator clamp snap down. Stars appeared in Aggie’s brain as the unbearable pain swept through her. She knew what was coming, and it happened almost immediately as Maggie snapped the second alligator clamp onto Aggie’s right pussy lip. Screams emanated from Aggie’s gagged mouth.

“Now, just let me thread this twine through each of the holes in the clamps’ clips, and tie each off on the outside of each thigh.” And as Maggie tied off the twine, she made sure that Aggie’s pussy lips were spread as wide as she could get them. Aggie was screaming the entire time Maggie was manipulating the clamps.

“Now,” said Maggie sitting on the bed and getting between Aggie’s legs and very lightly running her hands over her butt, anus, slit, clit, reaching through and flicking the nipple clamps, “you’re probably wondering how I know how to do all this. You see, my boyfriend is into bondage, and I tie him up naked all the time as well. I also tie up my girlfriend naked, sometimes both of them at the same time. That’s why I carry my bag with me all the time. I never know when I will need the things I carry. And I have a lot of other things in my bag, which I will use on you very shortly. I was totally shocked at seeing you tied up like you were, but figured you wanted me to find you like that, otherwise you wouldn’t have done it. But right now, I am just going to play with you a little bit just as I am doing now. Enjoy.”

Maggie continued to lightly run her hands around her naked bottom, playing with her anus, her pussy, flicking the pussy lip clamps sending shudders of pain through Aggie, flicking her clit, flicking her nipple clamps. She reached up and ran her fingernails across Aggie’s bare toes and soles. This sent Aggie into throbbing ecstasy. Maggie continued this torture for about fifteen minutes, sending alternating bits of pain and pleasure through Aggie’s body until she no longer could discern between the two.

“Now, my little bondage pet, I am going to put things into your cute little ass hole and wide open pussy. Something I know you probably have not experienced ever before. Be patient.”

Aggie lay there breathing hard, sweat rolling off her entire body. The nipple clamps had stopped hurting, and had become numb. Except when Maggie flicked them. Her pussy lips hurt tremendously, but knew there was no way she could get rid of them. The collar continued to choke her, but only added to her pleasure. She wished she could see her pussy, her butt hole. She waved her butt back and forth, trying to get Maggie’s attention to do something to her again. She wasn’t disappointed.

She felt Maggie shove several large things into her anus. “These are called anal beads. But these are very special anal beads. There are six of them on a very strong cord. But that’s not why they are special. And this,” Aggie felt something else being pushed into her pussy, “is a dildo. It is very special also.” Aggie felt something press against her clit. “I am also attaching something special to your nipple clamps as well. I am attaching wires from all these things to very special boxes I have here. In just a moment you will feel the full effect. You won’t know when it will come. Just be ready to experience some of the worst pain you will ever have.”

Aggie began to make little mewling noises, but Maggie ignored her. Aggie lay there waiting, but nothing happened. And nothing happened. The things in her anus and pussy felt weird. And then, searing pain swept through her nipples, the searing pain of electric shock. Then more pain as an electric current entered her pussy and clit. Then even more pain as it was sent from her anus through her body. Each time Aggie tensed, screamed. Then, Maggie continued to shock her off and on for thirty minutes until Aggie thought she was going to die.

Maggie began to move the dildo in and out of her pussy, and tug ever so lightly on the anal beads she could feel them almost come out. She had never felt such a sensation in all her life. As Maggie continued to “fuck” her with the dildo, Aggie could feel the orgasm building, building, building. Then it was there, and as Aggie’s body throbbed in her orgasm, Maggie slowly pulled the anal beads out of her anus. Aggie squirmed and writhed and struggled, each bead causing her orgasm to last just that much longer. Finally, it was over. All the beads were out, the dildo was out. Maggie pulled the clamps off her pussy lips then off her nipples. Aggie screamed in true pain as Maggie did this.

Maggie then removed Aggie’s gag and made her clean off the dildo and anal beads with her mouth. She had no choice. When Aggie balked at doing these things, Maggie began to smack her bottom with her hand and told Aggie that she would remain tied up like this and be continually spanked until she agreed or have her mother find her this way when she got home. Aggie held out as long as she could, until her bottom became so sore she couldn’t take the hand on her bottom any more. She nodded she would. Once accomplished, Maggie completely untied Aggie.

Maggie stood up, and when Aggie got off the bed, she hugged Maggie. She wanted to know if Maggie would give her a bath. Maggie agreed. While doing so, Maggie brought Aggie softly to another orgasm.

Aggie would ask her parents if Maggie would be her permanent babysitter when they got home.