Perverts 'R' Us
Yes my Little Mistress - Chapter 4
By LoveEm Young ( pedo, hum, f/dom, ws, blackmail )
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I arose before the girls this morning and was standing at the counter fixing my coffee when I heard "Morning, dickless."
"Shhhh," I say.
"Don't worry, Kelly's still fast asleep."
I asked Mistress if I could fix her some breakfast and she said to just fix her a cup of hot cocoa. When the microwave went off, I was taking her cup out when I felt a firm gripping and twisting on my balls. "OWW, shit, you almost made me spill that all over myself!"
All she had to say was, "and I care because?" I could see this was going to be a very long and tedious day.
"Good morning Daddy."
"Good morning precious, how did you sleep?"
"Great" she replies. I started fixing Kelly her favorite silver dollar pancakes for breakfast and as I'm working on it, I glance out of the corner of my eye and could swear I caught Jennifer with her foot in Kelly's crotch, just as Kelly was pushing her away.
"So, what's on for today, Daddy?"
"Well, sweetheart, I thought I'd take you girls to the mall and let you do a little shopping. How does that sound?"
"Cool, can I get a new swimsuit?"
"Summer is almost over honey, why don't you look for some fall stuff?"
"Hey Stevie, bring me some more whipped cream!"
When I heard that, I looked at Kelly and she had a very puzzled look on her face. I think she was waiting for me to jump all over Jennifer for talking to me in that manner, but when I didn't it really took her aback. I took her the whipped cream and she said in a kind of mocking tone, "are you gonna buy me some nice stuff too, Daddy?" I could see that Kelly was less than amused with the way Jennifer was acting this morning.
"Wow Daddy, thanks for buying us so much cool stuff."
"You're welcome sweetheart." I actually got off a bit cheaper than I was expecting. It only cost me about $500.00 to get through this experience relatively unscathed, but something told me that this wouldn't be the case in the future. Jennifer was very demanding all day and even my sweet Kelly seemed to be picking up on her tone and carrying it on.
At one point while we were eating in the food court, I was right in the middle of a bite of my sandwich when Kelly says, "Go get me some more napkins. Hurry up, can't you see I'm about to drip!"
"Hey Stevie, bring us some Cokes into the family room, we're gonna play some video games."
Once again I get a puzzled look from Kelly. I think it may be more the diminutive name rather than the ordering me around…since she's very good at that herself of late. "Here's your drinks, ladies. Where do you want them?"
"Just leave them on the table and shoo." I know my face has to be red as both Jennifer and Kelly are giggling over that one. I do as I'm told, but can't help wondering how much Jennifer is telling Kelly to pacify her.
Fortunately it's Sunday, and pretty soon Sally is calling and telling Jennifer to get home. I breathe an incredible sigh of relief at this, as this is the first time since I fell into Jennifer's grip that Kelly and I will be alone. I don't know what it is that I'm hoping for, though. Will Kelly confront me about the way I've been letting Jennifer talk to me? Will she tell me about what Jennifer has been telling her the past couple of days? Or, will she just be my sweet angel again and allow us to spend a quiet evening together? I dread most of the possibilities, but I know that I have to live up to my part of the situation, if it comes to that.
Fortunately, the evening goes off without a hitch and I didn't once have to find a way to break my sweet daughter's heart in a comfortable manner. Although she did question me about the name "Stevie" but I was able to pass that off as "oh you know how Jennifer likes to kid around." Whether she bought it or not I may never know.
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"But Jennifer…I'm so sorry, I mean Mistress. That will leave so many loose ends out there that could be discovered, don't you think? Yes, my Little Mistress."
As I hang up the phone all the possible ways that my world could come crashing down around me are spinning around in my head. Mistress has just asked…I mean ordered me to make arrangements for Kelly to stay at a friend's house Saturday night so that we can "have some real quality time together without worrying about being caught." She's going to tell her aunt that she's spending the night at Kelly's house and since Sally is looking for any excuse to get away these days…even if she has to take Jason…it doesn't take much to get her to agree. Truth be told, Jennifer has pretty much become a member of our family anyway.
Even though I don't think Kelly bought my alibi…that I was going to play poker with some buddies and wouldn't be home until really late and didn't want her left home alone, she went along with it and asked her friend Stacy if she could stay at her house. That, of course, was after being told by Jennifer that she was going out of town with her aunt this weekend and couldn't get out of it.
I had just returned from dropping her off and there is a message from Mistress telling me to call her "immediately when you return, or else!" When I call, Sally answers the phone and I tell her that we are back from our errands and that Jennifer can come over any time.
Now for the hard part. I know that Mistress wants to speak with me on the phone so I have to find a way to finesse Sally into putting her on the phone without arousing suspicion. I tell her that Kelly's in changing and just yelled for me to ask Jennifer something, so Sally calls her to the phone.
"Hello shit head!"
"Oh my God Mistress, what if it had been someone else on the phone?"
"Don't worry, I'm not as stupid as you, I asked my Aunt who was on the phone…what a fucking moron you are. Alright, enough of the useless chit chat, time for you to ready yourself for my arrival. I've been doing a lot of reading online this week about S&M and D/s and we are going to have a really good time this weekend. First though, you have some prepping to do." She then goes on to tell me that I'm to take a nice scented oil bubble bath and "have every single fucking hair off my body below my eyes", then I'm to come to the front door, open it wide and kneel in the entry and await her arrival. She'll know from the door being open that I'm ready to receive her.
An hour later I'm kneeling naked in my entryway with the front door standing wide open. All I can do at this point is pray that I don't get a pizza delivery. Actually, knowing Jennifer's cruel mind, I kind of expect something like that to happen.
After what seems an eternity, I hear the screen door open. Since Mistress has ordered me into a position where my head is on the floor, all I can do is pray that it's her. Out of the corner of my eye I see a familiar black leather spiked heel that I had purchased recently so I breathed a sigh of relief.
Mistress closes the door and walks past me telling me to crawl behind her. She sits in my leather chair and crosses her beautiful…although not very meaty as yet…legs. I greet my Mistress by kissing each of her feet. I then turn around and put my head on the floor in my "presentation position". Mistress has yet to speak since entering my house, but her actions tell me she's there as she gently grabs my balls and caresses them…just before cruelly twisting them from side to side.
"So, useless, have you been thinking about all the ways I can have fun torturing you tonight?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Good, but I'm going to try and give you a few surprises. I told you I've been doing a lot of reading online this week and found some really good sites to get ideas from."
At that Mistress releases my balls and tells me to reach back and spread my ass open. Then she sticks her finger down by my mouth and tells me that I'd better get it nice and wet. I suck on her finger and try to get as much spit on it as I can because I know where it's going. I don't know if she's been practicing on herself or Kelly, but she doesn't just unceremoniously jam it into my asshole, as I'm expecting. Instead she slowly slides it in and works it in and out of my ass.
"Does that feel good shithead?"
"Yes, my Mistress, very, very good."
"Sounds like someone I know is used to having things shoved up his ass. Is that right dickless?"
"Yes my Mistress. It's been a long time but there was a time when my ass was used quite often for a certain high school football player's fun and games."
"I see, and did you like being his butt fuck buddy?"
"No Mistress, but he really didn't care whether I liked it or not."
"I think I'm going to have to use something much bigger to make it feel like old times. What have you got around here that I could use, shithead?" I knew if I lied or tried to hide that fact that I had a bunch of Kelly's mom's old toys that Mistress would find out somehow and I'd be in deep, deep shit, so I told her about them and she told me to go get them.
When I returned with the small collection of dildos and vibrators Mistress practically jumped for joy seeing the things she was going to use on me. Fortunately, I've always been a closet butt boy so I was kind of looking forward to Mistresses playtime.
"Got any grease shithead, or would you like me to just shove them up your ass dry?" I ran and got the AnalLube for Mistress. "Ass lubricant huh? You really are a fucking dickless wimp aren't you?" When I didn't answer Mistress slapped me as hard as she could across my face. "I ask you a fucking question, fuck face."
"I'm so sorry Mistress. I thought you were just making a comment."
"Get your fucking ass back into that position where you had it sticking up in the air, I think I'm gonna just use my fingers on you for a while…I want to feel you squirm for me, dickless."
I got back into my position with my head on the floor and my ass up and reached back and once again spread my ass open for my 12-year-old little Mistress. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but I got quite a shock when I felt Mistress first spread a bunch of lube onto and into my ass and then start to push what felt like her whole hand into me. "Wow, fuck-head, I've got all four of my fingers in you and I think your hungry ass is trying to eat my arm."
Truth be told, it felt really good. It had been a long time since another person had used my ass and I'd forgotten just how much I came to love the feeling of being someone's "ass whore" as Patrick used to call me. Mistress was really going to town and I was just lost in the feeling and wasn't even aware that I was fucking myself on her fingers until she started laughing really hard.
"What a fucking loser you are. What are you some kind of fucking queer or something?"
I knew I'd better answer since I didn't think that Jennifer knew what a rhetorical question was.
"No Mistress." I said in a low almost groan as I felt an incredible sense of loss as Mistress pulled her hand out of my ass.
"Don't lie to me fuck-head or I'll beat you till you pass out."
"I swear Mistress, I'm not gay…although I guess a case could be made that I may be bi, since I had forgotten how much I loved having my ass used."
"Well, that's all the fun you get for now fuck-face. I didn't come over here to make you happy."
"I know Mistress, and I'm very sorry. How can I please you my little Mistress?"
"Crawl to the bathroom and get ready for a drink…I need to piss." As I crawled behind my Mistress I knew that this was going to be one hell of a night.
End Part 4. If you like my story let me know at lvemyng@hotmail.com