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                                        Andrew Roller Presents
                                   NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
                                                       in 
                                                 Penitents

                                               Chapter Two

         She was amazingly well endowed for a 12-year-old.  Jeff had one
day to go before the call, when she arrived.  Her parents didn't like
the crowd she had begun to hang out with and, to get her away from her
peers, sent her without warning to Jeff's father.
         "Which means I've got to take care of you," Jeff groused at the
girl, even as he admired the size of her tits.  "My Dad's never home."
         "It's okay," the girl answered.  Her name was Peggy.  `Pesty',
Jeff had nick-named her, when he'd discovered her, sitting downstairs in
the lobby.  He had thought the phone call to his hotel room had been
Alexandra calling, a day early!  Now it turned out to be this
girl-child.  What was he going to do with her tomorrow when Alexandra
phoned?  "You're cute," Peggy told Jeff.  He frowned.
         "I'm going surfing," Jeff told Peggy.  Her eyes lit up.  "You
want to come?" he asked her.
         "Alright," Peggy said.  "Let me change."
         Peggy went into the bathroom.  In her absence Jeff stripped off
his clothes and put on his Speedos.  Then he sat on his unmade bed
eating the breakfast the room service had brought up.  He couldn't take
his mind off Alexandra.  It had been a tough week.  He'd masturbated, of
course, after she'd left him.  How could he not have?  But now he'd been
valiantly saving himself.  He didn't want the woman to find him wanting
in the sperm department.  His balls were aching by now, a whole week's
worth jammed in there!  He felt as if his sperm was going to come
boiling up out of his throat.  Suddenly the bathroom door opened.  Peggy
appeared.  She was wearing a string bikini, her first, Jeff guessed.  It
cupped her growing breasts nicely, flower-prints adorning her sumptuous
titties.  Below her breasts were her ribs, visible on her slender body. 
Then her belly beckoned his eyes.  It was flat and narrow, childishly
soft.  Her belly button was an "innie".  Down further, where her hips
gave a slight girlish flare, her bikini panties hugged her.  They were
sexy side tie panties, big skinny bows adorning her hips, the flower
print of her panties matching her bra.  Her legs were long and perfect,
like slender white newly grown shoots on a plant.  Her bare feet were
small.  Jeff saw to his surprise that the girl had painted her toenails;
they were the same opal color as Alexandra's!
         "Are you a virgin?" Jeff asked Peggy, as the girl tied back her
long blonde hair with a scrunchie whose pattern and color matched her
bikini.
         "Why do you ask?" Peggy said.  She gave her hips a sexy young
wiggle as she spoke, as if she hoped the reason for Jeff's question was
the magnificence of her body.
         "You look terrific," Jeff said.  And she did, he had to admit,
even if she was young like the girls on the beach who were always ogling
him.  Jeff felt his penis harden in his Speedos.  An unwanted blush came
to his face.
         Without answering Jeff's question, Peggy gave the boy a
sidelong glance.  She walked over to her purse.  She opened it.  To
Jeff's astonishment, she pulled out a leather collar.  She put it to her
neck.  She buckled it.  
         "I'm into bondage," Peggy said to Jeff.  Open-mouthed, the boy
stared at the 12-year-old girl.  The collar on her bikini-clad body made
her look incredibly sexy.  The next thing Jeff knew, the girl had
reached into her purse again, and this time she pulled out a leather
whip.  The handle was short but the thong was long, at least two feet in
length.  Jeff looked again at Peggy's purse.  It was a little
fur-covered number, delicate and soft.  He imagined the whip coiled up
in it, like some waiting snake.  What was Peggy planning to do with that
whip, Jeff wondered, as the girl experimentally cracked it on the air?
         "Turn around," Peggy told Jeff.
         "Huh?" Jeff asked.  Peggy gave her whip another crack.
         "Do as I say!" Peggy barked at the boy.  Jeff was too full of
sperm to resist this command, even if the girl was just some little
child.  Thinking of Alexandra, he turned around.  "Pull down your
swimsuit," Peggy told Jeff.  To her astonishment the older boy obeyed. 
He presented his ass to her, small and white and gently lined in the
crack with hair, a perfect target.  It was too much for a little girl to
resist.
         Crack!  The whip went, Peggy bringing it down on Jeff's ass. 
The boy let out a wail.  It felt as if a flight of bees had gone zipping
down his right ass cheek.  Immediately he reached between his legs and
grabbed his balls.  As the whip left him, he had felt the air it stirred
come dangerously close to his crown jewels.
         With his cock sticking out, clutching his balls with one hand
and biting his fist with his other, Jeff received the whip a second
time.  Once more Peggy hit his right cheek.  The skin that had been
scorched before was struck again, cruelly, it seemed to Jeff, though in
fact Peggy had no experience at all with the whip.  It was just
something she'd picked up at the airport, a curiosity.  The collar was
the same, something that had piqued her interest, shocking her at first
and then getting her, at the last minute before she left the airport, to
come back to the store and buy it.  Now here she was, a total virgin,
dominating a 16-year-old boy!
         "Whee!" Peggy said, and hit Jeff again, once more striking his
right ass cheek.  To Jeff the feeling of the whip was incredible.  He
was strong and attractive, any girl would do as he asked.  Yet here he
was, reduced to shouting painfully and holding his balls as his ass was
tortured.  The pain was almost unendurable; he'd never felt anything
like it!  Yet it seemed somehow to inspire him, to make his cock throb
as it had never throbbed before.  To be forced, to be commanded, it was
a new experience for him.  He was used to giving the orders and having
young girls obey, to the point of tedium.  Now here he was, completely
without any control over the situation.  Peggy was making his ass hurt
very badly and despite his fear of being injured, of being somehow
incomplete for Alexandra, he didn't want the punishment to stop.
         Crack!  The whip went, and this time Peggy managed to hit
Jeff's left ass cheek.
         "Are you going to ask me if I'm a virgin again?" Peggy said to
Jeff.
         "No," Jeff groaned.
         "Very good," Peggy said.  She stopped hitting Jeff and returned
her whip to her purse.  Then she took off her collar and put that in her
purse too.
         "People would think I'm strange if I went swimming in it,"
Peggy said to Jeff, smiling and flushing a little as he turned and faced
her.  His hands flew back to his ass.  Never had it stung like this and
he savored the feeling of it, the way it made his life more
challenging.  How would the salty sea feel against his newly wounded
bottom?  Jeff gulped.  "Don't show off your penis to me," Peggy said to
Jeff.  "I'm only 12."
         Hastily Jeff pulled up his swimsuit.  Unfortunately his cock
was rock hard and there was no way he could stuff himself back into his
Speedos.  Not, at least, while this little minx was in the room.
         "Go on ahead and I'll join you downstairs," Jeff said to Peggy.
         "Alright," Peggy said.  "If you touch my purse I'll kill you." 
She turned and walked toward their hotel room door.  She gave her ass an
exaggerated wiggle as she walked.  It was the smallest, tightest ass
Jeff had ever seen and, despite the girl's youth, he found his mouth
watering over her bottom, even as he clutched his own.
         "I won't," Jeff said.  Yet the minute Peggy was out of the room
he rushed to her purse.  Frantically he rubbed his erection against the
fur of her purse, keenly aware that her whip and collar were coiled up
inside it.  When Jeff was sure he was going to burst, he suddenly
dropped the purse.  "Oh God!" Jeff cried, lifting his eyes to the
ceiling.  What was happening to him?  Just a week ago he'd been an
easygoing young guy, without a care in the world.  Now, thanks to some
cop, he was turning into a bondage freak!  He was going to agree to let
Alexandra punish him-- well, he didn't want to go to jail, did he?  But
what had he just done with little Peggy?  `Pesty', he reminded himself. 
Why was he so proud of himself for dropping his swimsuit for her and
letting her whip him?  His father had never spanked him, now suddenly
here he was in an expensive hotel, letting some girl-child whack his
ass, probably to amuse herself at how dumb and gullible boys were, once
they saw her in her bikini.  Damn, a month ago he would have had a
little slut like that spread-legged on the bed, startled at the
indriving force of his cock in her cunt!  Now he was the victim, and
willingly so.  He gave his ass a vigorous rub, wincing at how tender his
skin felt.  Then he went into the bathroom.  There, in a full-length
mirror, he examined himself.  A red welt decorated his right ass cheek. 
His left was bright with a swathing red mark.  The sight of his injuries
made Jeff's cock even harder.  He had to stand in the bathroom for
almost an hour, his swimsuit down around his knees, before his cock
softened enough for him to cover it up.

30

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