| MELODY - LOST FROM HOME [ part 26 ] We left the shop and Pauline clung to my arm, “daddy I don’t like that woman, she scares me!” she told me. I patted her arm, “That’s okay daughter, she seems to be just eccentric that’s all, but I’m with you.” I hadn’t notice when Slave had changed to Pauline, but the further away from Red Riding Clothiers the more relaxed she became. “What are we shopping for now daddy?” Pauline asked me as we walked down the mall, I was looking for the sign that I knew would be there, and then I found it Zabina’s. Like Red Riding’s it was just a door, non-descript and barely visible, I rang the door bell. “Yes? Who are you?” Came a voice from a small grill, I gave it my name. “Ah yes, Mr. Purple, do come in.” there was another buzz and the door clicked open, I pushed it open and entered, Pauline cautiously followed me. Behind the counter was a woman of about 25, with her was a young teenager who smiled at Pauline. “Mr. Purple, you come highly recommended by Marcia.” The woman said, at my questioning look she added, “The woman in Red Riding, that’s her name, poor woman, I don’t know how she can stand living there on her own.” Then see my puzzlement was increasing she stopped, “You’re not aware of the story are you?” she asked. I shook my head, she then shook hers, “Then I’m not going to tell you.” She finished, I could see in her eyes that she had made up her mind about that. I didn’t push her. “I’ve been told you have attachments for Marcia’s costumes, if I could see a sample of them please.” I said to her she smiled and nodded. “Certainly sir, my name by the way is Christine, this young lady is Joliet.” Christine informed me. “Hello Christine, Joliet, my name is Paul and this is my,” I looked at Pauline and said, “Daughter, Pauline.” Pauline smiled and kissed me, Christine smiled at her exuberance. “You’ve made up your mind to keep her then?” She asked me, I nodded. She looked at her assistant, “Joliet will you take Pauline into the other room and offer her some ice-cream; you may have some as well.” Joliet looked at Christine and smiled, “Thank you mistress.” She said, and reached out to Pauline, who looked at me for permission for which I nodded, she then took Joliet’s hand and the two went through a door. Christine smiled at me and her eyes showed a touch of pity, “You’ve been seduced by the young girl haven’t you?” I nodded, “Yes, I have, and I’ve only known her for 4 days.” Christine nodded. “They’re very well trained, it’s the multi-format part of their training that does it, and it’s like taking a new girl every night!” she told me. “I find Pauline enough for me but I do like the other aspects of her.” I said Christine looked thoughtful for a moment and then said, “Aspects. Yes I like that word, it does sum them up, all aspects of the same person.” We were both lost in thought for a moment as we considered our respective charges. Then Christine shook her head, “I’m sorry Paul, shall we get onto business, I deal with sexual toys to use on girls of all ages, from thin and slim dildos for the underage up to large and fat ones for those well used to accepting objects in themselves.” She said this in a matter of fact way she then continued with, “I also have a wide range of genital coverings to simulate those opening that you wish to pretend aren’t in use.” I remembered Sue-Li and her ‘covers’ and nodded. “Yes, I’ve seen one before, they’re very realistic” At her surprised look I added, “I met up with Elizabeth and her charge.” “Oh so you’re the person who supplied her with Little Cat, she’s a lovely little thing, she enjoyed her fitting so much that she came twice.” Christine told me. I smiled at that, “I do hope she behaved herself.” I said Christine smiled, “Well Joliet didn’t have any complaints when Little Cat played with her.” She said laughing. “Right then, I suppose you want to outfit Pauline with a full range of toys to keep her interested and attentive?” she asked me. “Not really, just to keep her full and under control at times, I take it that they come with remote controls as well as manual settings?” she her smile widened at my words “You seem used to this type of equipment.” She commented “Only the ones supplied by the outside world,” I said, “I hope that yours are superior to those.” She drew herself up, “Mine are made to the finest quality! The workmanship has been described as the best ever! This is why I’m allowed to choose those whom I supply.” She was sounding indignant that I would question the quality of her goods. I held up my hands in surrender, “I’m sorry, but I was just letting you know of the type of toys I’ve had to use in the past.” I hoped the smile on my face would calm her, which it did slightly. “No, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have jumped like that,” her smile was back and gave an apologetic air to her, “I’m proud of my toys, and I don’t like people comparing them to the inferior ones sold outside.” She stopped herself from starting another tirade, she went to a display cabinet and withdrew a small dildo, a gold and silver design was on its side it looked almost like blood vessels, but by looking closely at it I could make out the words ‘Zabrina – training size’ “This is the smallest dildo I have in stock, it’s designed for the under 5’s, you might be surprised how many mothers buy this for their child, when I sell one of these I also supply teething gel with it.” She smiled at my surprised look, “It acts as an anaesthetic, so that when it’s pushed through the hymen there’s little or no pain.” She looked at me and said, “I don’t sell these toys for pain, I design them for pleasure.” I didn’t say the obvious, ‘pain or pleasure depends on who’s giving and who’s receiving’, but nodded instead, I looked at the sizes that were on display my eyes resting on the last two showing. Christine followed my gaze and dropped her eyes. “Those I have never sold, they were based on horses and sperm whales, I just made them to prove that I could.” Then she laughed, “You should see the faces of the girls when I first show them off.” “So you’re not averse to frightening the girls then?” I asked her “Only so that when their masters or mistresses buy a smaller one then they’re relieved and grateful.” She told me. “And more inclined to obey them - in fear of being asked to tryout the larger ones.” I said She blushed a bit when I pointed this out, and then nodded her head, “Possibly, but then I do not enquire into that.” Then she asked a question that surprised me, “I suppose you’ve already penetrated your ‘daughter’?” I answered honestly, “yes I have both in front and behind, she is delightfully tight in both, but I’m sure I wasn’t the first. Although mine may have been the first actual flesh that had entered her.” I had the grace to look down slightly as I said that. “I’m sure you were, although she hasn’t worn the pendant I think you were the first man to breach her charms, for all their training there is a lack of male persons for teaching.” She confided in me, I nodded, the high percentage of women in the town would cause problems, but it wasn’t one of mine. Then she asked me to undress, at my look she laughed. “I have to take your measurements, to ensure that the fit is correct.” She pointed to my crouch, I still didn’t get the point, so then she explained. “The dildo I’m going to make for you will be based on your own penis for both girth and length, I have to take an accurate measurement and then using a pre-formed template create a dildo that matches your penis exactly,” she smiled at my look, “it that is what you need of course?” she added. “Err. Well. Yes” I managed to stammer out, “I hadn’t realised that it would be so personal.” I said she gave a smile. “It’s the reason why I only allow one party in at a time, now please undress.” This time she was giving the orders, so I followed them, quickly stripping down to my underwear, this showed my body betraying me in this strange situation. “I see that there’s no need to have Joliet to help you out.” Christine said with another smile, I gritted my teeth and removed the final garment. “Not bad, a good standard size,” she was playing the critic now, I was going to ask her if I would receive an Oscar but decided against that just in case she asked for a performance. She looked at me and asked, “It that the full erect state?” – To be honest I couldn’t really remember, so I just nodded. Christine then took a glass tube affair and fitted it over my cock, at my apprehensive look she smiled. "Don't worry," She told me, "I'm just going to make a cast of it, just think sexy thoughts while the mixture hardens." And she took a nozzle and placed it alongside my cock in the tube and started to spray a pink wax into it. "Keep thinking" she told me as I felt the pressure of the wax as it hardened on my flesh. I had to concentrate so as not to allow myself to flag. I found that it was also quite warm as it hardened, almost like being inside a tight warm hole. Finally after some minutes she said, "OK, that should be long enough, you can relax now." As if I could turn the reaction off just like that. She was still smiling after a few more minutes and she removed the tube from my pink encrusted cock. "What I have done," She started to explain, "Is to make a cast of your penis from which I will mould over the pre-created dildo, all I have to do is to remove you penis from this mould and then use that as my template," She gave a tug on the pink hardness, which refused to budge, she bit her lip, "I take it you have relaxed?" She asked me, at my nod she then looked closer, "Oh dear! Well that won't be a problem." She went to her counter and returned with a pair of scissors, at my alarmed look she laughed, "Oh don't worry, there's some hairs attached to the clay, I could just pull it off, but I don't think you'd like that, what I'm going to do is to remove the hairs so that it just comes away." I watched as she approached, the sight of this woman approaching my lower body with a pair of scissors also helped me to relax inside the prison of wax. I closed my eyes. The coolness of the blade on my stomach was a surprise, but I could hear the 'snip, snip' of the blade and didn't feel any pain so I relaxed, then the coldness went lower and between my legs, I went to move away. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Christine said, "I think you're rather attached to these and I wouldn't want to deprive you of them." This made me remain in position, but my eyes were so tightly closed I was starting to see patterns of light in my eyes. Finally I felt a slight tug and then cool air on my cock, "There you are." Said Christine, "Didn't lose a thing!" "That's what you think." I said, "I lost several years just then!" she laughed at my words. "All that fuss over such a little thing." She commented, I think she liked saying things like that. "It might be little to you, but I rather like it, and Pauline is also attracted to it as well!" I said haughtily, but smiling along with her. She had placed some plaster of Paris into the wax mould and was timing it as it set, she then told me I could dress and invited me into the back so that we could see what the girls were up to.
In the room I could see a tub of ice cream out on the counter, but nothing of the two girls who should have been sitting down eating it, however the sounds of their moans and giggles could be heard coming from a side room. Putting her finger to her mouth Christine gestured for me to follow her; we crept up to the door of the room and peeped in. The two girls were both naked and lying on the bed, sundae glasses in their hands with ice-cream inside them, but they were not eating the ice-cream from the glasses, I watched as Pauline scooped out some with a spoon and placed it onto Joliet's slit, causing the elder girl to giggle and shiver as the heat from her body started to melt the cold confection, from the state of her slit they'd been doing this for some minutes, and I could see the residue of the cream on Pauline's small slit as well, then placing the glass on the floor Pauline lowered her face to her new found friend's slit and extended her tongue, licking the ice-cream from the girls cunt, and causing her to moan in pleasure as the warm tongue took away the cold sensation. I felt Christine tug at my arm, I looked at her and she beckoned me away from this sapphistic sight. "I'm always telling her off about that!" she said to me, I smiled "They're just sexually aware children having fun!" I said she nodded. "Oh I know that, it's just she doesn't let me know when she's doing it, I miss out on a lot of things like that!" she said, smiling to show that she didn't really mind. "I suppose it affected you as well?" she asked me. "Only slightly, I'm used to the view of young girls enjoying each other's company, but if you want me to help you out. . .“ I started to offer but she shook her head and showed me the pendant she was wearing. "It's good of you to offer, but I'm afraid I'd have to refuse." She said, "This is why I'm able to handle men as often as I do, it's interesting but not enough for me." She added. "Well then how about if I offer you Pauline to relieve you of any excess excitement?" I amended my offer, she smiled sweetly. "That's very kind of you, but I'm afraid I can't repay the offer, Joliet is also a wearer, although she isn't a virgin it upset her so much that she now only prefers the touch of women." She informed me. "I won't press her then, but I would ask if she'd sit with me as we watched you and Pauline." I said, Christine thought about this for a moment and then nodded. "I'll ask her to do that, but I can't promise that she would respond to you." She said honestly. "We'll see." I said. "JOLIET. Come here at once!" Christine shouted out, there was a muffled gasp and then a naked Joliet stepped out from the room, Christine looked at me. "Pauline, step forward!" I said in a normal tone, the crimson faced girl appeared in the doorway and then knelt down before us. "Master, this slave is sorry," Pauline or rather Slave said Christine looked at me. "She is worried isn't she?" she asked me. I nodded, "Yes, she isn't used to my moods yet and is scared that I'll change my mind about her." I turned my attention back to Pauline. "Have you cum yet?" I asked her. She shook her head, "No master, not yet, the sensation is so nice though that this slave almost did." She told me, her eyes lowered from mine. "That's good slave, if Pauline had cum then it would have been without permission wouldn't it?" She nodded, I continued, "So did Pauline enjoy the taste of Joliet and ice-cream?" Slave nodded and smiled with the shared memory, "Pauline you may return." I could see the face alter slightly. "Pauline I don't mind you playing with your friends, but I do object to your accepting sexual favours without my permission, I'm going to have think of an acceptable punishment." Christine was also speaking to Joliet, "You always do this with any new customer, didn't I catch you with Elizabeth's Little Cat last?" Joliet was also looking down; I could see her pendant swaying between her small breasts. "Well this time I'm going to steal your little friend and have some fun of my own, but you won't be neglected, I'm going to allow her master to look after you while I'd busy!" Joliet's head lifted up in shock. "Please Mistress, not that, I don't want him to have me!" the fear in her eyes was very visible. Pauline looked at me her eyes were shining slightly at the words of Christine, but then showed shock at Joliet's words. "Joliet, calm down." I said, feeling a push of power behind my words, she started to breathe easier but was still scared of the thought of me with her. "I'm not going to hurt you, in fact I'll keep my pants on and zipped up all the time, I do want to touch you but I'm not going to do anything that you won't like, I promise you." I smiled at her trying to reassure her. "It's okay Joliet." Said Pauline, "When my master makes a promise, you can trust him, he keeps his word." Joliet looked between Pauline and myself, she then looked at Christine, who nodded, finally her eyes went back to me. "If you really mean that, then I'll do it." She said, I smiled and held out my hand to her, she raise hers although there was a slight tremble in her arm as she did. Pauline rose up and went to Christine who kissed her on her forehead. "Come with me little one," Christine said, "We've got lots of ice-cream to use." And she took Pauline back into the room, I followed them with Joliet. There was a chair in the corner of the room on which I sat, pulling Joliet with me so that she was sitting awkwardly on my lap, she remained stiff as we watched Christine undress and then position herself on the bed gesturing Pauline to join her. Christine started to touch Pauline on her almost visible breasts, "I love the feel of a young girl, so fresh and willing to do anything for pleasure." Christine said as her hands moved lower down Pauline's body to touch the small bump at the top of her slit, Pauline looked over at myself and Joliet. "Master do I have your permission?" she asked me, I nodded she returned her face to Christine and started to nuzzle at her breasts, and then using her hands to rub them. Christine smiled. "You little minx, you do like this don't you?" She said to Pauline who nodded but didn't reply. I could feel Joliet tense up as she watched her mistress being pleasured by the younger girl, I pulled her down further so that I could reach around her waist and hold her. "You want to be where Pauline is don't you?" I whispered to her, she nodded her head and a tear was starting to fall down her cheeks, I hugged her and said, "Don't worry, we're just visiting you'll have her back shortly." Joliet turned to look at me. "But she might not want me back," she said, I think I'm getting too old for her, she might give me away to somebody else." She started to cry again, I rubbed her back, "Joliet you know your mistress better than that! She was just annoyed that you and Pauline were enjoying yourselves without her, she loves you and I don't think she'd want to lose you." Joliet was now leaning back against me, crying away with the thought of losing her mistress, I moved my hands so that one was gently brushing against her clit, and the other was lightly stroking her breasts. I heard a gasp from the bed and I looked over to see Pauline was starting to drape Christine's cunt with ice-cream, I tapped Joliet's side to get her attention and made her look to the bed, when she saw how Christine was reacting to the cold of the ice-cream she started to laugh. Christine looked over at us. "W-why d-did you tell me how th-this felt?" Christine stammered her way through, and then Pauline started to lick away, "Oooooohhhhhh Gggoooodddeeeesstt," Cried Christine as she too felt the pleasure of a warm tongue on her slit and clit. I spoke into Joliet's ear, "You've never done that with Christine before?" I asked her, she shook her head. "Never, I hadn't thought about it before, Pauline suggested it and I liked the idea so much that I said I'd do it." Then she bushed as she realise who she was talking to, she hadn't noticed that she was getting comfortable with me. I kept on with my hand movements causing her to react to me, another moan from the bed told me that Pauline had eaten the 'dish' of ice-cream and was setting up another one, in the middle of this Christine's reaction told me that she had climaxed, allowing Pauline to dip down for another taste from Christine's slit. A moan in my ear told me that Joliet was also approaching a climax, I then changed my tactics and started to push a finger inside her, while rubbing her clit with my thumb, she was moving her hips back and forth and I could feel that the cavity inside her could cope with more, and so I added another finger, thus expanding her sensations, suddenly she stiffened up as her climax hit her, I kept up the stimulation until she couldn't stand any more. "Please, Oh god, please stop (pant - pant) no more please" she gasped out, so I took pity on her and removed my fingers and thumb, but I kept on stroking her breast as she tried to catch her breath. She looked at me in surprise, once she was able to focus, "Where did you learn that?" She asked me, I just smiled at her. "Experience." Was all I said, she sighed and put her arms around my neck and then she said, "Could you do it again?" Which I was happy to do. ---- In the meantime Christine had reversed roles with Pauline and was now concentrating on the ice-cream in the young girls' slit and was listening to the soft cries of pleasure that she was generating in the girl, topping up the ice-cream when it was needed and smiling when she manage to make Pauline cum, she looked at Joliet who was now almost fainting in my arms and waved her over, I released the girl and allowed her to stand, on shaky feet, to join her mistress in her ministrations to Pauline. I sat back and watched as the two experts took turns at eating the cream (of both sorts) from the young girl's slit as she arched her back in pleasure. Finally they were all exhausted and just laid back on the bed, giggling at the sensations that they had generated in themselves. Pauline then raised herself on the bed and looked at me, she got up and walked over to where I was sitting and knelt down in front of me. "Thank you master for allowing me to have fun." She said and then reached out with her hand to my pants and undid the zip, releasing my cock to her gaze, "And thank you from Joliet for not forcing yourself onto her, master." She added before filling her mouth with my cock and sucking away, I closed my eyes as she continued with her work. Suddenly there was a cold sensation on my cock and I opened my eyes to see that Christine and Joliet were both by my side with a scoop of ice-cream ready; I could see that Pauline had already covered my cock with the stuff and was busy licking it off. "You know Paul," Said Christine, "I should have measured you now; I think you'd see an improvement." All I could do was groan as I added a topping to the ice-cream in Pauline's mouth. ---- We finally left the shop, exhausted but happy, I'd purchased several sets as well as covers to match Pauline colouring, we did try them at the shop - but they didn't have the colours in stock, it was strange to see Pauline naked with a different coloured crouch, but she seemed to enjoy the view, Joliet had fun as well. When we left Joliet kissed my cheek, “Thank you Mr. Purple, I wish you had been my first, I may have changed my mind.” |