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Subject: 12-YEAR-OLD KATE
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12-YEAR-OLD KATE
BY BOUND PRINCESS
I am just a poster and not the author Of This Storie!
(mf, cons, pedo, incest)
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Kate brushed back her hair from her face and sleeked her hands down over
her tummy. Briefly she looked down at her tits. They were beautiful
white cones of flesh, still mostly just consisting of her nipples. Yet
they were not just swollen nipples. They were more than that, and she
felt a certain pride that she was already ahead of some other girls at
her school who were just now noticing a swelling of their teats, while
she herself had grown beyond that.
As Kate stepped up onto the step she felt her bottomcheeks roll with the
lifting and placing of her foot and then the rise of her other foot. She
had a full warm bottom, the kind a girl could slip into a pair of jeans
and feel wiggle behind her as she walked. The cheeks of her ass were a
lovely pink-white. Kate felt the woman place a hand upon them, the same
hand Kate knew would spank her when the night was over. She was lifted
up by a pressure of the woman's hand on her bottom. She lifted her leg
like a dog about to pee and got it up on the side of the cart. She
pulled herself up onto it with the woman cupping her bottom cheeks.
"Lie down, on your back," the woman said to Kate, admiring her as she
knelt on all fours uncertainly on the cart. Relieved to get her bottom
under her, Kate flipped onto her back and stretched out. She wished to
keep her feet together but the woman made her spread them apart. Kate
looked down along the length of her body and wished she had at least a
little pubic hair to cover her nudity between her legs, but she had
none. The woman grasped Kate's wrists and gently drew them up over
Kate's head. Reminding Kate to keep her legs apart, the woman tied
Kate's hands to the bar at the end of the cart with ribbons.
Kate felt herself shiver. She was completely bare, as if for her bath,
and it was her bathtime, but instead she was to be decorated and served
for dessert at dinner. The woman went to her feet and spread them even
farther apart. Then, with Kate watching, the woman bound Kate's feet to
the push-bar at the end of the cart. Kate was completely captive now;
and she knew that when she'd been eaten for dessert, the woman would
bend Kate over her knee, right at the dinner table, and spank Kate's
bottom until she cried.
For many years they had had orgies in this house. Kate had been only
dimly aware of them at first. But as she grew older she'd become more
conscious of them, until she yearned to be as big as the adults were so
she could participate too. When she whispered her fantasy to the woman,
the woman had shocked Kate by saying she could participate.
"But not as an adult, dear. You're too young for that. Yet I won't deny
your wish to play with us grown-ups. It is too late for that, if you've
been spying on us instead of going to bed like you're supposed to. I'll
present you at dinner at the next party, but on one condition. To keep
you at least a little pure, I insist on spanking you afterward. And it
must be in front of the others, so they can see that you're getting at
least a little punishment for being naughty and wanting to show your
body to them, and for spying on us."
Kate had reluctantly agreed to the spanking, for she very much wanted to
play downstairs instead of being sent upstairs to bed. She'd spied on
them for two whole years. She was ready for more.
In her dream Kate knew where she was. She had an aunt who was very
vivacious. She'd always dreamed of staying with her aunt instead of her
parents. And now, her dream engulfing her, she was her aunt's child, not
her child actually but her live-in companion child, and her parents were
nowhere to be seen.
Kate's aunt, a young woman, used a knife to spread icing over Kate's
budding breasts. She slathered the icing over the top portion of each of
Kate's titties, but left the underside bare, so that the guests could
immediately see that Kate was not just a nipple-girl, but had actual
little peaks that she could show off to them. Kate's aunt kissed Kate's
belly but put nothing on it. She did, however, squirt whipped cream into
Kate's pussy, so that she was covered a little bit down there. But then
she put a maraschino cherry into the whipped cream, and Kate felt very
embarrassed. She was indeed a virgin, yet she did not want it so
blatantly advertised. She arched her hips, hoping to displace the
cherry, but her aunt told her to be still or else. Then she parted
Kate's lips and put an apple in Kate's mouth. After considering the
effect for a moment, she plucked it out again. She said she preferred to
see Kate's innocent smile. Then she drew apart Kate's hair into twin
pigtails, as a final statement of Kate's artless sexiness, a bare girl
who should be in bed spread out on a serving cart instead.
Kate had had her bath early tonight. She could still smell the
Winnie-the-Pooh bubble bath on her skin and pigtailed hair, a light
childish scent that clung to her even after she'd rinsed. She hoped the
guests liked her. She did not wish to be rejected because she was too
young. She wished for the man in the doorway to see her again, without
her kid jeans and her t-shirt, all naked and spread out for his eyes and
his mouth.
She was wheeled into the dining room by her aunt. To Kate's embarrassed
delight her arrival was greeted by 'Ooohs' and 'Ahhs,' both female and
male. They gazed upon her, all dressed in tuxes and evening gowns. Lying
in a silver tray on the cart, she was lifted and transferred to the
table by two men. One of them was the man who'd seen her in the family
room. Slyly he took the bottom of the tray, the end where her feet were,
so he could peer unrestricted up between her legs at her pussy. Kate was
glad for the whipped cream her aunt had squirted there and hoped it
covered all of her slit.
Kate was placed in the center of the table, between two elegant gold
candelabra. Her hands, freed from the push-rail at the end of the cart,
were re-tied to the candelabra, so that they remained stretched out
above her head. Her bare feet were pulled wide apart and tied with
ribbons that ran to the edges of the table, where they were tied by the
long ribbons to hooks under the table. Kate did not resist as the men
tied her. She was too excited. Her little nipples stood up straight, the
icing not covering them, though it did cover the top halves of her
breasts. Her pussy buzzed for attention under the layer of whipped cream
that was melting in it, with the cherry announcing her innocence, like a
small fake penis standing boldly up from a froth of baby-like cream.
A small discussion ensued among the guest over Kate's beauty and charm.
No one suggested she might be too young to join them. Instead the
females present talked of their first sexual experience. The men
listened raptly. They might have been jealous, but a female in complete
innocence lay right before them, offering herself, with her legs apart
and her tits adorned and stiffly ready. Then, with all aroused, the
women were encouraged to kneel up on the table, leaving their seats.
Kate squealed as she felt herself licked by female tongues. They were
quiet admirers of her beauty, these women, softly licking her like
obedient cats having a treat. But Kate could barely restrain herself.
She squirmed and laughed and gritted her teeth and then exploded out her
breath in a squealing laugh.
She was so happy! The woman worked at her body appreciatively, as if she
were as big as they were, and worthy. Yet she wondered if the men,
upping the women's skirts from behind, were looking at her or at the
newly revealed bottoms of their paramours. As Kate felt the kitten-like
tongues of the women lick off the icing from her breasts, and then stay
to suckle the little mounds, while other female tongues ate her cherry
and invaded her slit, small sounds of pleasure erupted from those that
were eating her. The women were being fucked! Kate turned her head this
way and that, when the tongues did not make her giggle, and watched in
amazement, close to the action at last, not spying from a distance, as
the women were plowed by their lovers.
When the lovers turned to copulation, Kate was left to lie alone on the
table. She was licked clean but her pussy burned for attention. She
bucked her hips. She hoped someone would give her something for it. The
man she'd seen in the doorway came to her, ignoring the women, or
finished with them. He got on the table and dipped his stubbled face
between her legs and began to lick.
Kate howled with pleasure. All around her she could hear the women being
fucked, screaming out their delight, as she herself was chastely fucked
in her slit by the tongue of this stranger. He invaded her and teased
her hymen and tried pressing past it with his tongue. He made her thrash
in her bonds on the table as he found her spot and attacked it with his
mouth as if she were a full-grown woman.
At last Kate's aunt came and pulled him away. Over an hour had gone by,
with him paying attention to just her bare licked-clean pussy. Now the
couples had been satisfied, losing at least the edge of their passion to
each other, and it was time to entertain them with Kate's spanking.
Kate was amazed to see her aunt completely nude. Her bare breasts swung
over Kate's face, just inches from her mouth and her wide-eyes, as her
aunt, kneeling up on the table, worked to untie Kate. She got an
up-close view of her aunt's bottom as the woman turned and freed Kate's
feet, still on her knees on the table as if she were a dog.
With her aunt properly seated in a cushioned dining chair, Kate was put
over her aunt's knees. She gazed at the man who'd licked her. He had an
awesome penis, though it was somewhat reduced in size due to some
expenditure he'd recently made, it still impressed her. Kate wished he
would spank her, to give her some dignity, but instead her aunt began
paddling her. At first Kate tried sucking her thumb to ignore the pain
and to keep from crying out, but she couldn't hold herself back for long.