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BABYSITTER'S WORTH
By cowgirl
***
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***
I was sitting on the couch with Darcy for whom I will baby-sit each
night of the week for the next two weeks, while her mom's out of town.
She's probably too old to need a babysitter at 14, but her mom's
spoiled her rotten so she's quite immature and seems emotionally more
like a 9 year old, but what the heck!
Besides, the money's good. I was struggling to better myself through
community collage courses and though I'm not a snob, I had made a
mental five year plan to ditch my repulsive white trash roots through
hard work and determination for a life that I wouldn't be ashamed of.
We were just finishing up with a video, then came Darcy's predictable
stalling to stay up * one more minute!* Since I was older and the
babysitter, you can guess who won. < grin >
At least the Roths were very well off, so staying at their house was
quite a treat! Mrs. Roth owned the string of Buyless stores that me and
my mother happened to clerk at!
"Susan?"
"What punkin?"
"Don't call me punkin. Only mom can call me that. Beside's I'm too old
to -"
"Quit stalling,.... and get ready for bed ! "
"Okay, But can I ask you one last thing ? "
"Siiigggghhh... one last question. All right, what is it ? "
"I overheard my Momma make a joke I didn't get. She was talking with
some of her friends, and she was bragging about her employees who work
under her and saying stuff like they'd probably work for lots less that
she already pays them, then she goes on sayin' poor people are only
happy when they're know their place and stuff. Then she said this dumb
joke that made everybody laugh! Something like: "If your not the lead
dog... "
"...the view never changes? " I sighed.
"Yeah that's it! What does that mean? " she asked.
"Well...Darc. (deep sigh) The saying just means that dogs aren't like
people. They have a pecking order. There's a main dog, and others that
follow. But unless you're that firrst doggie, all the second an third
doga all have their... well....they're looking in up his, well...you
know...." I stammered a bit.
"Oh.....I get it. " She giggled finally.
"Right. And the *lead* dog, gets to look out and have a prettier view,
since he isn't directly behind some other doggie buns. "
"Yuck. I'd rather be the lead dog. "
"Well, with your family, I wouldn't worry. "
"Why were Momma and her friends laughing though? "
"I guess your mom was making a little joke about the people that work
for her, that's all. "
"You mean people like you and your mom ? "
"Well, I'm sure she didn't mention me specifically. There are a lot of
people who work at Buyless, right ? "
"Yeah.... But that still kind a mean joke, huh? I'm sorry Susan. Your
family doesn't have any money ?"
"No punkin, not like yours. But there's no need to feel sorry for us.
Just because I wear a silly smock at Buyless doesn't mean I'm any less
important that * you * or anybody else! Also remember, I'm older than
you, so I get to * do * things like drive and stuff ! So I get go
anywhere I want without asking my mom and can date guys and earn my own
money. See? There are trade-offs to not being super rich." I said,
pinching her nose more to annoy her than out of affection..
"Yeah, but even when I grow up and can do all that stuff myself, won't
you still be working at Buyless dressed in that stupid smock ? " Darcy
snickered, catching herself quickly with down cast eyes.
I frowned and a not grew in my stomach as I quietly looked down.
"Very funny. Goodnight Darcy."
I clicked off the light to her bedroom, I tried to pretend Darcy's dig
didn't bother me, I really did. She was just a teeny-bopper after all,
I reasoned. Why hadn't I mentioned my five year plan and that I
wouldn't be like this forever? Because it's silly to justify myself to
an immature teen, I reasoned, still blushing beat red at not defending
myself anyway! So I sat there and fumed over the little brat's words
until Mrs. Roth came home at 12:30! I was somewhat chilly to her mom
after what I'd heard, but I wouldn't dare confront her about the *
joke* or what Darcy told me.
As Mrs. Roth was getting my coat from the closet, a strange looking
object with some funny looking plastic straps fell from the top shelf.
Mrs. Roth smirked when I asked what is was. She said it was only some
silly Halloween costume that Darcy had made for her last babysitter, as
a joke, but the girl was unwilling to wear it.
"Don't be surprised if she tries to rope * you * into parading around
in it someday." Mrs Roth winked and handing me my coat before stuffing
the odd looking object into the back of the closet.
Sitting in my dumpy apartment and absent-mindedly stroking my Buyless
smock, I ran Darcy's smirking comments over and over in my head! I was
confused I didn't get angrier over Mrs. Roth's opinion of all us
"little people" who work our tails off for her, let alone baby-sit her
brat! Part of me wanted to quit sitting altogether, and another felt
that I shouldn't be goaded so easily by silly gossip!
I knew myself to be above such stuff, and even if Mrs. Roth snickered
behind my back at me and my background, that was her problem, not mine.
Though I was only wearing my bra and panties, I put my smock on,
looking myself over in the mirror. I hated what it represented and felt
hurt and humiliated after what I now knew, and was puzzled to feel a
familiar warmth * down there * , and I quickly pealed my the smock off
and angrily threw it into my closet, fight back the tears.
Wasn't I just embarrassing myself for choosing to silently hang around
the Roths if this is what they secretly thought of me? Plus would
staying there only prove Barbara Roth's point that about people like me
accepting their crumbs like they were pieces of pure gold?
I put it all from my mind and sunk off to sleep, resolved to forgive
and forget.
The evening after that, I sat with Darcy and watched yet another movie.
"I'm sorry about what I said last night about you being grateful to be
stuck at Buyless. It was rude, wasn't it?" Darcy said sounding more
casual than repentant, munching on some popcorn and glued to the TV.
I made a face, thinking to myself. Darcy hadn't said anything about me
being * grateful *! I shifted on the couch uncomfortably, feeling a
familiar warmth in my secret spot again. Why would I feel that right
now? I spoke to Darcy trying to impress her with how unruffled I was.
"Yeah, it was rude, but it's okay. You're younger, and I forgive you.
Remember you've got to watch out for being a snob when you grow up,
with all the privilege you have ! "
"Susan....are you calling my mother a snob ? "
"Huh? " my throat went dry.
"You were, weren't you? You just called me and mommy snobs!!!" her
voice escalating in defensiveness.
"No I didn't! Uh....w-what I *said* was - "
"I * know * what you said. She won't like hearing about this when she
gets home.
"Darcy, why are you being like this? Please honey -
You know I didn't -
mean to - "
Darcy suddenly turned off the TV with the remote and turned around,
staring at me coldly. Now I knew enough about babysitting to know that
if I showed weakness now, I'd never get her respect back. I had to calm
her down without losing face.
"Susan, sit up! On the edge of the couch... "
"Excuse me? "
"You heard me. Sit upright close to the edge, like I said. "
There was a tense few moments, but I figured whatever it took to calm
her down. Maybe she'd forget about it by the time Mrs. Roth got home!
Reluctantly I did as she asked, but I folded my arms to let her know
she's might be in trouble for such cheekiness!
I pulled myself so my butt was perched on the edge of the couch as she
got up off the couch and stood before me, my face a few feet from her
belly.
"Okay, I'm here. What now...?" I said in a firm voice.
Darcy reached into her pocket and held up tiny paper envelope to my
face, with a smug look.
"I told Momma what we talked about last night, and Momma told me to
offer you what's in this envelope, in exchange for whatever I ask you
to do! Momma said that even though you'll resist and complain, by
evenings end you'll take me up on the offer, if you wanna keep your
job. "
I smiled. Somebody just played their hand, and lost. Nice try though.
"Darcy,...somebody's telling fibs. Your mother would never say
something like that.
For a moment, her face seemed to fall, as if she hadn't expected me to
see her coming. Then her smug smile returned.
"Are you prepared to lose you job sitting for me....if you're wrong ? "
I sighed, dropping my folded arms to my side. I wasn't of course, but I
couldn't let * her * know that.
"Besides...aren't you curious what's in the envelope Momma left for
you? Not even just a little? Could be a check? A folded twenty? Or a
fifty? Maybe more? Anything! All waiting just for you... "
I reached out for the envelope, but Darcy stepped back a few feet out
of reach And I instantly realised I'd allowed too much interest to play
innocent anymore.
"Nuh huh huh......only if you * earn * it!" Darcy said, all smiles,
shaking the little envelope a few feet before me as I stared daggers at
her.
I sighed "Okay, not that I'm agreeing to even playing this game! - but
assuming we * were *, what would the price of me getting that silly
envelope ? "
"I dunno....maybe I get to....er......I hold my rear up to your
face..... for 3 seconds, and.....you don't pull away!" She giggled,
proud of herself for the guts to say it aloud.
I frowned, trying to hide my mirth. *This * was it? For a fourteen
year old girl, she sure acted like a four year old sometimes! This was
grade school stuff, but I was curious about what prize Mrs. Roth had
left for me. I could see Mrs. Roth's handwriting on the envelope, so I
knew it really was from her.
This game was just Darcy trying to tweak me a little. And, as long as
no one saw us, It was probably worth it, as humiliating as the idea
was. The act meant nothing. She was wearing jeans, so it was just a
spoiled teen's idea of embarrassing her babysitter, that's all.
That's what I told myself, as I Ignored that familiar feeling again. I
took a deep breath and called her over.
*******
Hours later, after our * little game* and I'd put Darcy to bed, I
remembered Mrs. Roth wouldn't be coming home this evening, only her
maid. After The maid came home and didn't hand me a payment, I knew
Darcy was telling the truth. I refused to give Darcy the satisfaction
of opening the envelope in front of her, so as I walked home leaving
Darcy's large beautiful house behind me, I opened the envelope and
found Mr. Roth's letter inside, which I nervously read:
"Dear Susan,
"Opening this means you've done as my daughter asked, I am pleased you
accepted Darcy's offer. Contained in the envelope is the exact the
amount you are worth for having accepted such an offer...
I quickly fumbled to open the tiny envelope and found nothing but...
a single penny.
By stomach did flip flops and my fists clenched into a ball and my face
burned with humiliation, but not at Darcy, or even her mother. The
anger was at myself. I forced myself to continue reading.
"Starting now, your will no longer be paid your usual 17.50 an hour to
baby-sit my daughter. Instead, you will be paid the amount in envelope
we give you each evening! Tonight, you will take this penny home and
place it in a secret spot for one hour.
"I think we both know where this spot is, don't we?
"You will then remove your special penny and place it on a dresser next
to your bed. You will then worship this little penny of yours by
staring at it each morning and evening, as you think of me and my
daughter. You may never remove it from it's new home, because it came
from me and my daughter, and it is special.
"Love,
Mrs. Roth "
I stared at the letter with a huge ugly knot in my stomach and a hot
moist little wet feeling growing in my gut. I was burning with shame
that Mrs. Roth goddamned well * knew * about what Darcy had me do!!!
Blood rushed to my face as I struggled to keep from crying. I stared
down at the penny in my hand, my payment for sticking my nose in her
daughter little butt!
I chucked the penny across the road, and tore up the letter!
I stormed home in a daze!!! How could Mrs. Roth be so cruel? After how
hard me and mom had I've worked in her stupid store for the last three
years, not to mention looking after that spoiled brat of hers???
Barabra Roth was just humiliating me, and people like me, who having to
work for a living! In my mind working elevated me! At least I earned
what I had, and wasn't born into being an overeducated asshole, I fumed
angrily!
I swallowed hard resolving never set foot in their house again!
However, my resolve disappeared and I felt queasy at the thought that
my little Darcy might have actually read this disgusting * penny *
stuff her mother wrote to me. If so, then I could kiss her ever
respecting me again goodbye. I * did * care about what Darcy thought
about me. I still had something to prove to her, I guess, and didn't
want to leave her with this repulsive and an image of her babysitter.
It took me half an hour to walk home,
Twenty minutes to sulk,
And another half hour to walk back and get on my knees to find the
penny.
I did it in a daze. I knew it had to be * that * exact penny too! I
wanted it so I could confront Darcy with it. I was sure, after thinking
the whole thing trough, that Darcy would be as horrified as I was, and
confront her mother, and we could talk the whole thing out.
I found it at the same spot where I'd thrown it, still sitting there in
the road, with pieces of the torn up letter around it. I smiled at how
shiny it was and then felt instantly stupid. But I picked it up anyway
and gathered the pieces of the note so I could prove what it said to
Darcy, who would never believe such words from her mommy without proof.
That night I studied the crumpled - taped together letter sitting next
to the penny. I frowned as I realized I'd placed in on the dresser next
to my bed as the note said to, but reasoned that it was simply the most
practical place to stare at my new penny.
However, there was no fucking way I was going to do anything obscene
with it, no matter what the note said.
I cried a lot that night, confused and puzzled by why I'd gone back for
it. I knew that neither Mr. Roth or Darcy would know if I was actually
doing as they'd asked. No one would know but me. I could just * say * I
did, right? I didn't wanna feel proud of my new penny, as I earned it
in a stupid humiliating way, and I was clearly being insulted by taking
such a drastic pay cut!
I just needed to talk to Mrs. Roth directly about it, to straighten all
this out. I needed this money to babysit. This was 17.50 sometimes
three times a week, and that was too much to give up without a fight!
I would also hide this gruesome side of Mrs. Roth from her daughter. I
believe Darcy knew nothing of the actual amount, in fact she speculated
it could be a fifty dollar bill I remembered! Why not let her believe
this, as long as could get Mr Roth to agree to hide my secret. Darcy
was just teasing me with her hiney games. Quite harmless really. I had
to protect Darcy, plus preserve my dignity in order to continue sitting
for her.
The next morning I spent some time looking at my penny, ate breakfast,
then dragged myself through work, dreading that evening babysitting
Darcy, but excited about talking Mr. Roth back into me collecting my
usual 17.50! In fact I was sure that the envelope would contain * just
* that, and I would play along with Mrs. Roth's weird little one time
joke, putting the lurid section of her letter out of my mind altogether!
That evening, I was disappointed when Darcy said Mrs. Roth wouldn't be
home again, and in fact, would be working late every night this week! I
pouted as we watched yet another silly movie while Darcy devoured
popcorn that I'd made for her.
"Okay, you know what time it is, right Susan?"
Darcy reached into her pocket and held up another tiny envelope to my
face, with a excited look, eyeing me carefully.
I forced a polite smile back at her.
"Okay, but if I agree, you promise to mind me and not be a pain
otherwise?
"No way. You've gotta do your little trick for me first! Then your
reward is the envelope. I do what I want, as usual."
My face flushed over her words * little trick *, but I screwed down my
anger over the tone she'd used with me and continued.
"Darcy, right now it's just a game, but what your doing is not very
nice. If I told you I didn't really like this game and it really deeply
bothered me and was starting to hurt my feelings, wouldn't that make
you feel bad inside?
Darcy paused.
She suddenly looked guilty. This was something clearly she hadn't
considered.
"Well...when you put it like that, yeah, I guess so. Does it bother you?
I paused, unsure of what to say next. Here was a chance to end this
nonsense right now, I didn't wanna lose face by admitting it did bother
me if she wouldn't show compassion. My hope was to embarrass her into
stopping her little game....
Darcy spoke up and broke my train of thought.
"Susan, I'm sorry if you don't like this game, and but momma said you
could quit if you're prepared to give up you job at Buyless. Is that
what you're saying? Please keep your Buyless job, okay? It's a lot of
fun having you sit with me, and I afraid momma wouldn't even let you
babysit me anymore if your not working for her at Buyless!
I sighed, in defeat again. The poor thing didn't even realise she was
threatening me with losing my Buyless job. My warmth and the ugly
sensual knot between my legs was going nuts at how far I'd sunk now. I
was on the verge of tears on shame, but I couldn't let Darcy know that.
"Momma said there's a special treat for you in the envelope this time!
Much more than before! All waiting just for you......once you *earn* it!
My mouth watered as I flashed on the 17.50 from my last sitting with
tonight's 17.50. Sure it was a gamble, but worth it. I'd feel so silly
afterwards, for doubting Mrs. Roth like that.
"Okay, what is it this time?" I sighed.
"20 seconds this time! Keep your face against my butt..... and you
don't pull away! " She snickered as she turned around and walked a few
feet away, her butt facing me.
I tried to rationalize. 20 seconds with my face inches from the back of
her jeans wasn't degrading if I acted like I was the one doing *her* a
favor. I just needed to hide how much it bothered me, and she's soon
tire of the whole game, I told myself. But when I waved her to come
over she shook her head.
"Nope. You come over off the couch - to * me * this time...and...
uh.....could you....er...Crawl over on your knees?" Darcy sounded
embarrassed and her voice was husky and I could tell this was more than
* just * a game to her. I felt angry for thinking her so innocent and
sweet. Was she just using me, like her mom?
I got onto my knees and crawled over to her, too numb to cry, already
knowing there wasn't any 17.50 in that envelope. So why was I doing
this? Why?
I flinched when Darcy pulled her jeans down to her mid-thighs, exposing
her flesh as I buried my face into her underwear...
*******
That evening as I walked home with fresh tears stinging my face, I
clutched Mrs. Roth's note in my hands as if it was my only salvation!
The second penny she'd given me was deeply imbedded into my hand as I
clutched it in anger. But I didn't throw it away this time, saving
myself the extra trip back. When I got home, I slammed my bedroom door
and cried for over an hour. Then I read Mrs. Roth's note for the
evening:
"Dear Susan,
" I happen to know you were a naughty girl and didn't hide your penny
in your secret spot as I asked! This makes Mrs. Roth very disappointed
in you. You may not be important enough to have the right of placing
your nose in my daughter's hind-quarters. You must be punished for
disobeying my instruction!
" Tonight you will place your second penny, (now known as your
punishment penny) inside your vagina and keep in there while you stare
at the first one. You will then tickle yourself and think of my
daughter's sweet posterior to get the your punishment penny wet.
Afterwards you will place the moistened little punishment penny next to
yesterdays penny on the dresser.
"You will then kneel down next to your dresser and sniff your
punishment penny as you tickle yourself riding the crest of the wave,
but never finishing the wave. Do we understand each other? No riding
your pleasure to its natural conclusion! Stop just before. You will
then re-insert the punishment penny and sleep with it inside you.
" Next morning, you are to give your punishment penny a ride all day to
work and not take it out until you meet my daughter tomorrow night! Do
as she asks and be thankful for your nice penny, which you got for
being good, and your punishment penny which you got for being naughty.
" I know you're confused about your new position in our lives, but
don't worry. Your salary at Buyless will be reduced by 50 % because we
now know your only half as valuable as our other employs since your
just a little ass kisser! But thinking of your two pennies at night
and sniffing them will make you understand. Don't disappoint Mrs. Roth
now...
"Love,
Mrs. Roth"
I had to hold it inside myself with my hand during my shower, for fear
of losing it down the drain. I blocked out the rest.
I was afraid of what I was becoming. Who I was becoming inside, and the
way I was coming to think of myself.
Of how much these two coins were running my life. The power I was
giving up. And the worst part was....I felt * proud * that I'd earned
the pennies! That I'd please Mrs. Roth's daughter so well, she's
allowed me one of her precious pennies! I was disgusted all during the
day at work wearing my smock by the very thought and tried to pretend
none of it was happening. I was already struggling to make ends meet
without the extra baby-sitting money - let alone the half cut in pay!
If this kept up, I'd lose my apartment! Surely Mrs. Roth knew this,
didn't she? I couldn't lose my place to live over a few worthless
pennies?
That evening I didn't even bother with the movie. When I walked in the
door and saw Darcy, I stared at her coldly. She said nothing and we
walked into her room and closed the door. Her arrogant attitude, the
way she was dressed in a simple flowered sleeveless dress and sandals
and the way she flounced her pony tailed hair in my face as she stood a
little too much closer than she usually stood, both angered and excited
me at the same time!
"Okay - Let's get it over with!" I frowned, as I unbuttoned my pants,
ready to show her the penny and trying to hide my growing arousal.
She held up a finger for me to stop, surprising me. Was I doing
something wrong, I worried?
I glanced down and noticed a paper bag on the floor.
Inside it I saw that strange looking object with the plastic straps
Mrs. Roth had kept hidden in the closet. It was just a silly mask or
something, but my pulse started to raced when I saw it.
I was trying not to tremble as Dacry walked away from the bag and stood
a few inches from me, saying nothing but looking at me. Since she was
shorter, her eye line came to my collar bone. She peered up at me and
blew her breath into my face, as I flinched a little unnerved.
"What did I have to eat? " She smirked.
"I dunno. But you might wanna brush you're teeth a little more often,"
I said in defiance.
Darcy slapped my face, and I felt the blood rush to it, as I stood
there too stunned to move. I couldn't believe she'd just done that, and
while I knew I should be fuming inside, I was weak and aroused as a
animal in heat!
"Suzie punkin, I want you to smell my breath, and tell me how much you
like it, understand?" The cruel teenager smiled up at me as I nodded
quickly this time.
She opened her mouth and breathed what smelled like day old junk food.
"Darcy, your mouth smells like.....day old pop corn and lots of candy,
and it makes me so....feel.....too aroused and........happy and proud
you'd share it with me... "
I fought the tears now, my face burning with humiliation. I couldn't
stop looking at her fat little tongue and wanting to melt my mouth into
hers, as cruel as she was. She closed her mouth and seemed satisfied
and I felt myself get instantly moist and was sure my underwear was
soaked at least a little!
Darcy leaned next to me and grabbed my pants in her hands.
I didn't know why every taunt from her was making me more aroused and
getting me to think of her in such a carnal way! I guess I'd always
been attracted to her, I'd just never allowed myself to feel it before.
Then Darcy roughly yanked down my pants to my ankles, leaving them in a
puddle at my feet. I could feel the cool air of the room and her warm
breath against my chests as she stood back up, only inches from my
face. My eyes caught here, but she looked embarrassed.
"What are * you * looking at, stupid? Don't look at me, okay? "
"Sorry." I mumbled.
Stealing a quick glance into her smug little face as she worked my
undies down next, I could feel myself possibly falling in love with
her, and was eager to dig out my punishment penny and she if she wanted
me to sniff it for her.
Soon my panties were at my ankles too. Darcy slapped me again.
"...this is supposed to be punishment dummy! Get that insipid smile off
your face!!!" she barked at me, although I wasn't even aware I was
smiling.
"Okay, dummy. Dig it out."
I reached inside myself and found the penny, working it out and holding
it up for her inspection.
"I can't believe Momma actually found somebody dumb enough to actually
* do * it this time!" she giggled. I frowned, realizing I was part of a
joke, and the first one dumb enough to not only fall for it, but to
become aroused be it!
"Okay, you may as well get something outta all this. Go on...sniff it. "
I looked at the penny with sudden disgust and wanted to throw it at
her. How could she and her mother be so fucking mean to another person?
It wasn't fair!!! These were my feelings! I wanted to give my love to
another person someday, a lover and friend who would value what I had
to offer, not laugh at it! Every sexual urge I had I was being mocked
!!!
"...go on, Susan, you *know * you really wanna. - SNIFF it."
Each time I tried to fight it, I'd read Mrs. Roth's letters or see
little Darcy smirking at me and I'd get weak and aroused all over again.
I brought the coin to my nose and inhaled my own vagina's smell. It
made me dizzy it smelled so good! I wanted to hug Darcy for making me
feel so loved and warm inside! I found my other hand drifting down
between my legs, against my will.
I wanted to cry tears of joy as I sniffed my smelly little penny! It's
like only Momma and Darcy know who I really am! Only these two know the
secret of my true worth...
of what I have to give,
and what my only value is,
as a human being.
"You stupid bitch!!! You fucked up! You're supposed to punished , and
here you are playing with yourself?????" Darcy was practically
screaming now, and I was still riding off my high to know what to do
next!
In seconds she was slapping my hand away and I had crumpled onto the
floor in a heap, sobbing and begging her forgiveness. It was ugly and
even though she was just a teenaged girl half my size, here I was at
her feet acting like dim witted dog too stupid to understand its
mistake!
Darcy had called the maid, much to my embarrassment, and the teenaged
girl picked up one last envelope and threw it at me!
"Here you stupid ass licker. This is all you deserve now! "
I picked up the envelope too stunned to defend myself, knowing I was
wrong!
"First you didn't even do as mom asked the first night, and now this???
This time you've fucked up so bad! I'm telling mom everything - now get
out of my house you pathetic brown nosed cunt!!!" Darcy scolded.
Before I knew it, I was thrown from the house by the maid and Darcy ! I
stood on the porch knocking on the door, but the maid said she'd call
the police if I continued. As I started to walk away, I looked inside
the envelope and found it empty inside.
Not even a penny.
I wasn't even worth * that * now! I never thought I'd sink this low in
my life! I gave up and sobbed like a baby all the way back home! I
felt like shit for letting Darcy and her mom down like that! I really
was barely worth the one cent they'd paid me, and here I was screwing
up all over again!!!
As I walked home, I saw that the door to my apartment had been jimmied
open!
I scrambled into my bedroom and my worst fears were confirmed! Now my
original penny was gone! Darcy and the maid must've driven over taken
it! Darcy had warned me I'd gone too far this time!!!! More tears
flooded as I lay my head against the spot where the penny I'd been so
casual with had been, sniffing the spot in shame and self hate! What a
stuck up fool I'd been!!!!! I'd gratefully shove that penny up my
insides this very instant if I could.
I went to the found some spare change in my purse, and tried to
masturbate myself with those, but it wasn't the same. It wasn't the
coin it was Momma and Darcy's penny's that I'd been so quick to under-
appreciate! I'd known a peace I could never express - while think of
how lucky I was to kiss Darcy's ass and sniff her Momma's penny!
In hysterical pity and self disgust, I lay there stroking myself and
crying myself to sleep, my head laying on my dresser.
*********
I arrived at their house a few days latter, when I remembered Mrs. Roth
was back. I knew it was unlikely they'd even see me, but I had to try!
I knocked on the door and the maid answered. She saw it was me and said
nothing, but frowned. The maid told me I was to use the service
entrance from this day on and showed me where it was.
Unsure and puzzled, I followed the maid around the back, as I was
apparently supposed to, she then she led me toward a back porch, where
I found Mrs. Roth and Darcy eating lunch.
"Well Susan, Darcy told me about your situation. I suppose we all know
why you're here, don't we?" Mrs. Roth seemed so regal and sophisticated
I felt like even her disapproval was a gift! Darcy looked stunning as
ever, even with her smug expression. I wanted to cry and beg and plead
for another chance, but my throat was dry and I had no tears left...
"Mrs. Roth...I know I messed up, really I do....it's just.." I
stuttered stupidly.
" ...shhhh I know honey. Hush up and take your position. Even stupid
poor white trash like yourself deserves the pity of those with an
education and breeding, right Darcy?" her daughter nodded and got up as
she slid her skirt around her waist.
I fell to my knees and gratefully buried my face into her underwear,
working it down with my teeth through my tears of humility!
"Susan, pumpkin, be a good girl and rim my daughter! There's a little
treat for you if you do!" Mrs. Roth giggled and Darcy exchanged smiles.
My face burned with their laughter as I hid my nose in her daughter's
butt. I started licking at her hole with my grateful tongue as their
laughter rung in my ears and to my surprise I felt something...
"well,well, ......I think your babysitter has found her little
surprise...."
I could feel it with my tongue as I snaked it from her little bung hole.
It was a shit-covered penny.
Darcy was disgusted and her mother laughed as I sucked and licked it
clean and felt the warmth of humiliation wash over me, pleased for what
little they sought to throw my way.
Darcy then produced the strange head strap gear I'd saw earlier, and it
looked like a cross between a horses bridle and bathing suit. I was
trying to make out what was, but soon found out. Mrs Roth's daughter
strapped it around my head, and I could see it was designed to strap my
face directly into her butt! She snapped it across her waist and
between her legs, like underwear, and guided my face to the back straps.
"...this is something Darcy had custom made for the last girl, but she
wouldn't be caught dead wearing such a disgusting and bizzare device.
However, Darcy could smell how a stupid little cunny like you seem most
nurtured when on the receiving end, and a few hours in this will train
you to except that position in our house! Also Darcy, brought some
clothes our little Susie - Q will feel more at home in, okay?" Mrs Roth
smirked.
I was stunned and disgusted, but I tried to smile through my tears.
Darcy stripped off my clothes and produced a Buyless smock which she
put on me and tied around waist, except it has been cut too short so my
pussy was visible and there were obscene holes cut so my breasts would
be exposed. My face was crimson by the time she had me wearing it, and
I felt strangely proud of the spectacle I must have looked wearing it!
Both mother and daughter clapped as I thrust my meagre chest out, the
penny still on my tongue.
"Isn't she just * darling? I don't think our little Suzie Q here is
comfortable with anything * other * than this particular view, do you
honey?" Momma Roth laughed as Darcy strapped my face into her butt-
harness and I struggled to follow her around on my knees while both
their laughter made the shit in my tummy grumble as I tasted the copper
penny with my tongue, thanking my lucky stars for this second chance!
END
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