The Dollhouse

Hannah sipped her tea nervously, keeping her ankles crossed and her shoulders back. Amelia could tell the girl was nervous. She wanted to do something to help put her at ease.

"I should inform you..." Amelia began. Being British, she discovered that she could speak very matter-of-factly about the most salacious of subjects, and people accepted the subject matter without hesitation because of her accent. "...that you may not have any sexual relations with any of the girls just yet. Well, other than Becky. As you are eighteen, if you were to, say, eat Penelope's pussy, then the law would consider that statutory rape. However, there is an exclusion when the parties involved are two years apart in age or less. Therefore, if you would like to play around, until you sign paperwork making you a full staff member here, only John, Becky and I are legally available to you -- sexually, that is."

Hannah gulped and choked on her tea. Her hands were trembling.

"And, of course, you may not have unprotected vaginal intercourse with John until our doctor has come to check you out."

"Vaginal... inter... oh," Hannah gasped, wiping her forehead. She suddenly felt very warm.

"Yes, I assumed by your body language and the way that you look at him that you would want to fuck John as soon as possible," Amelia said.

Hannah gaped at Amelia who smiled back at her.

"I require that when John fuck the girls that we not use condoms. I feel that the overall experience for both him and the girls is more intense when his bare cock is inside our pussies. Also, the emotional experience of knowing he is filling you with his semen really intensifies the moment. There's nothing like looking a man in the eye when you feel his hot cum flooding your pussy."

"Ohh, fuck," Hannah whispered.

"And, of course, I don't want anyone having to worry about pregnancy, so unless you are already on birth control, there will be a while that you will have to wait before riding him bareback," Amelia continued.

"Uhm, wow. Okay. Yeah, I'm on the pill," Hannah muttered, "For my cramps."

"That's good to know, darling. Dr. Winters will discuss the future of your contraceptive options with you when she arrives. And contraception and health screenings are completely covered under your employment benefits, of course."

"So, what time tomorrow?" Hannah asked, glancing at Amelia out of the corner of her eye.

"If you agree to the conditions of our employment this evening, I can have the doctor here first thing tomorrow morning," Amelia said with a smile.

Hannah nodded, and Amelia noted that the girl's posture relaxed.

"Of course, you're welcome to fuck John with a condom right now. Although, I'm not sure we have any on hand. But John would most likely be willing to make a quick trip to the drugstore in order to have the opportunity to..." Amelia gaze down at Hannah's legs and the hem of her dress where it rode up on her thighs "...fuck you as soon as possible."

"He would?" Hannah asked.

Amelia heard the insecurity in Hannah's voice and laid a hand on the girl's knee.

"If you have any uncertainty about the fact that John finds you attractive and wants to make love to you, rest assured, darling. From the way he looks at you and talks about you, I can tell he is quite smitten with you, Hannah. As am I. You are incredibly beautiful."

Hannah gasped.

"Have you ever kissed another girl?" Amelia asked.

Hannah shook her head, looking nervously at Amelia.

"Would you like to?" Amelia said, breathily, leaning in.

"Oh. Wow. Like right now?" Hannah asked.

"Yes. This very moment. I would very much like to kiss that pretty little mouth of yours, Hannah. If you want, that is."

Hannah looked down at Amelia's hand on her thigh and then back up into the woman's eyes. She nodded, hesitantly at first, and then vigorously. Amelia leaned in closer, reaching up to tuck Hannah's hair behind her ear and cradling her cheek in her hand as she pressed her lips against Hannah's.

Hannah sighed as she felt Amelia's lips open. Then the woman's tongue was inside her mouth, and she closed her eyes and opened wider to receive the soft, wet, and warm invasion. She moaned as Amelia made out with her, passionately yet tenderly.

"Oh, my god," Hannah sighed when Amelia broke their kiss.

"You taste wonderful, dear," Amelia told her. "Did you enjoy that?"

Hannah touched her fingers to her lips. She was tingling. She looked up and met Amelia's gaze.

"Yes," she breathed.

Amelia's smiled. "Making love to a woman is a very different experience. Things are usually much softer than with a man, I find. Although I love the forcefulness of a man's approach, I also enjoy the soft intertwining of two feminine bodies."

"Yeah. You're so... soft," Hannah said, staring at Amelia's lips.

"I imagine you're feeling quite wet right now. I suggest you spend some time with Becky. Let her show you around and perhaps take you to her bed. She's been staring at you for a while, and I can imagine the things she would like to do with you. We encourage sexual exploration here, Hannah, and Becky is quite experienced. She would be more than happy, I'm sure, to share her experience with you."

Hannah looked up to see Becky standing on the other side of the room, trying to act nonchalant. She was leaning against the wall, fidgeting with her finger nails and occasionally glancing Hannah's direction. She looked Becky's body up and down and was surprised at the feeling in her loins as she gazed at Becky's legs and ass and breasts.

Hannah turned back to Amelia and smiled and nodded. "Okay. Yes. I'd like that. To... get to know Becky... that way."

"Wonderful," Amelia exclaimed. "Come, let me introduce you."

Amelia took Hannah's hand and led her over to where Becky was standing.

"Becky, Hannah would very much like a tour of the house. Would you be so kind as to show her around?"

Becky looked Hannah up and down.

"You're hotter in person than I imagined," Becky said.

Hannah gasped and cleared her throat. "Uhm. Thank you," she said, blushing. "You're... really hot, too. God, your legs!"

"Well, it seems the two of you have hit it off," Amelia said. "If you'll excuse me. We'll discuss your employment this afternoon, Hannah. Until then, I hope you enjoy yourself."

Becky watched Amelia walk off.

"She's really stuffy sometimes, but she's amazing in the sack. And the accent is really hot, don't you think."

"So you and she...?" Hannah began.

"Fuck? Yeah! Mommy fucks all of us. It's part of our therapy."

"Wow," Hannah said, shaking her head.

"So what kind of issues do you have? I heard you fucked your dad, and he kicked you out," Becky said.

"Excuse me?!" Hannah blurted.

"Relax. You have to learn to open up about your issues if you want to hang with us Dolls."

"Dolls?" Hannah asked.

"Yeah, you know. It's the Dollhouse, and we're the Dolls," she said. "And you're a pretty one. Is that the dress you wore when you fucked your dad?"

Hannah looked down at her dress and suddenly felt very embarrassed. Everyone knew about the most intimate and scandalous moment of her life, and it made her head spin.

"He's an idiot. Obviously he wanted you. Most daddies do, I bet. Want their little girls, I mean. Mine did. He and my uncle used to whore me out to their business partners at parties once they turned me into a slut by fucking the shit out of me as a little girl."

"Oh my god, Becky," Hannah said, putting her hand to her chest. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Becky..." she began, but tears flooded her eyes, and she got choked up.

"Hey," Becky said, brushing a tear from Hannah's cheek. "It's no big. Relax. I'm okay. I'm here now. Mommy and Daddy take good care of me. Please don't cry, sweetie."

"Becky," Hannah blurted, and she pulled the girl into her arms and hugged her tight as tears poured down her face. "I can't believe you. You must have suffered so much, and here you are comforting me."

She bit her trembling lip as Becky gently wiped tears from her cheeks

"Your mascara is running," Becky said. "You're really sexy when you cry."

Hannah laughed through her tears. Becky leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips.

"You must be so strong," Hannah said. "To have endured what you did. I've never experienced anything that horrible. I don't think I could be that strong."

"Suffering is relative," Becky said, shrugging. "At least that's what Mommy and Daddy tell us. If everything in your life has always been good, then one little thing can destroy your world. But if you grew up in a shitty life, then the stuff that would destroy somebody else doesn't even phase you."

John walked in the door as Becky was talking to Hannah. He stopped and listened. When he heard Becky's encouraging words, he walked up to her.

"Becky, that was incredibly wise of you," he said. "I'm so proud right now."

Becky smiled at him shyly.

"I love how you are reaching out to Hannah," he told her, "and I would like to reward you."

Becky's eyes got big. "Really?" she asked.

"Yes. I would like to spank you."

"Oh, Daddy," Becky gasped.

"John!" Hannah yelled. "What the hell?! This girl is..."

Becky laid a hand on Hannah's shoulder.

"It's okay, Hannah," she said.

"Hannah, Becky is a masochist," John explained. "She likes to be hurt and humiliated -- likes it sexually. She has had problems in the past where she acted out, hurting others in an attempt to get them to hurt her. But she has really improved her actions, and now Mommy and I use the pain and humiliation she craves as a way to reward her. And I'm really proud of her right now for how kind and comforting she has been to you. She has definitely earned this."

"Oh my god. Wow. I..." Hannah fumbled. "I don't know what to say."

"If you're comfortable with it," John said, "I would like you to watch while I spank Becky. Humiliation is a big part of the turn on for her, and having her panties around her ankles while the new girl watches her taking a beating would probably really turn her on."

Hannah looked at Becky. She could see the yearning and expectation in the girl's eyes. This was so fucked up and crazy. But she could see from Becky's body language that she actually did want this.

"Okay," she said quietly.

"Thank you," John said. "Hannah, why don't you have a seat over here so you can watch."

Hannah felt relieved to sit down. She didn't even realize that she was trembling. John sat down in the chair next to her.

"Get over here, Becky," John said, somewhat forcefully.

"Yes, sir," Becky said shyly, coming over to stand in front of John.

"Turn around," he said. "Turn your ass toward Hannah and pull your panties down to your ankles and leave them there."

Becky did as she was told.

"Now bend over and grab your ankles. Bend over so Hannah can see your cute, little asshole and your dripping, little pussy," he said.

Becky bent over, and John flipped her skirt up to show Hannah her ass.

"God, you're so fucking wet already, Becky," John said, reaching up and spreading Becky's labia apart with two fingers making a V. "You're a horny little slut who likes to get her ass beat, aren't you?"

Becky nodded.

"I can't hear you," John said.

"Yes, Daddy," she barked.

Hannah couldn't believe the sight in front of her. The backsides of Becky's long, tan legs were turned to her. The whole effect, from her high-heeled mary janes and sheer, white knee socks to the navy blue, pleated skirt that had been pushed up onto her hips: it was all very alluring itself, but to see her grabbing her ankles and John spreading her pink pussy open for Hannah to see... it made Hannah's panties very wet.

John shoved two fingers inside of Becky's twat and made the girl gasp. He pulled them out and sucked them.

"Oh, you're such a filthy, wet, little bitch, Becky. I'm incredibly proud of how sweet you were to Hannah, and I am going to spank you good for it. Stand up."

Becky stood up, as did John. He grabbed her by her shoulders and turned her to face him. He shoved his fingers in her mouth as they looked each other in the eye.

"Yeah, taste those juices, you little cunt," John goaded. "You're pussy is so wet. I wish I could fuck it right now. But I want Hannah to see how wet you get from me smacking you. You like it when I hurt you, don't you?"

Becky nodded, looking John in the eye with his fingers still in her mouth. He pulled his fingers out and slapped her cheek. It wasn't forceful, just shocking.

John sat down again.

"Bend over my lap," he ordered.

Becky bent over John's knees, and he lifted her skirt again so that Hannah could see her tan, round ass cheeks. He rubbed one of them, slowly, squeezed it firmly, and then he pulled his hand back and smacked it hard. Her ass giggled with the impact. Hannah gasped, but Becky didn't make a peep.

John rubbed the spot he had smacked, and then he pulled back and hit her on the other cheek.

"Your ass is so pretty, Becky," he groaned.

Becky could feel John's hard-on under her belly as he fondled her buttocks.

"Thank you, Daddy," she said before John reared back and smacked her again.

He hit her two more times, and each time she let out a quiet, little squeak. Then John spread her pussy lips open again, and Hannah could see the grool dripping from Becky's pink twat.

"Oh, my god," Hannah sighed, gazing with her mouth open at Becky's soaking wet cunt.

"Do you want to touch her?" John asked.

Hannah couldn't take her eyes off of Becky's pussy as John spread it open for her. She tentatively reached out her hand, not even thinking, just feeling the lust coursing through her body. Before she knew it, her first and middle finger were sinking into Becky's hot, soaking wet cunt.

"Ohhhhh," Becky sighed.

John watched in awe as Hannah fingered another girl's pussy for the first time. Her dark red nail polish contrasted so beautifully with Becky's tan legs and pink twat as she slowly moved her fingers in and out of Becky's vagina.

"I think Hannah likes your cunt," John said to Becky.

"Oh, god, yes," Becky groaned.

Hannah glanced up at John, panting.

"Do you want to spank Becky?" John asked quietly.

Hannah stared at him a moment. He could tell she she was in such a lust-filled haze that it took her a moment to digest his question.

"The humiliation of being spanked by the new girl would probably be really thrilling for her. Don't think of it as hurting her but as rewarding her," John explained.

Hannah leered at Becky's ass.

"Do I take my fingers out or leave them in?" she asked.

"It's up to you, Darling," John said.

Hannah shoved her hand hard into Becky, making the girl squirm as she reared back. She held her hand above her head tentatively a moment before bringing it down with a smack on Becky's rump. Then, to John's surprise as much as her own, she did it again. And again.

Becky whimpered and moaned, drawing Hannah's attention back, and she moved her fingers in and out of Becky's pussy again, rubbing the large, red blotch on Becky's ass.

John looked admiringly at Hannah who gazed at him with wide eyes.

"Are you okay?" he asked Hannah.

She nodded.

"Is this too much?"

She bit her lip and looked at Becky's pussy and then at John. She shook her head.

"Take your fingers out of Becky's pussy and let me taste them," John said quietly.

Hannah pulled them out, eliciting a groan and a shiver from Becky. She slowly raised her two fingers together to John's lips. He licked them slowly, rolling his eyes back into his head, savoring the taste.

"Do you want to taste your fingers?" John asked her.

Hannah nodded, her fingers still next to John's mouth.

"Would you like Becky to watch as you taste her grool on your fingers?"

Hannah nodded again, and John pushed Becky off his lap. She knelt down on the ground in front of the two of them. Tears stained her cheeks, leaving racoon-like patches of watery mascara under her eyes. She watched, her mouth open and panting as Hannah lifted her fingers to her mouth and licked them. Then she closed her eyes and sucked them both into her mouth and proceeded to fuck her lips with them, moaning.

"Oh my god," Becky whimpered. "You're so hot right now. I want to eat your pussy, Hannah. Please. Let me eat your pussy."

Hannah opened her eyes and pulled her fingers out of her mouth with a sucking sound.

"Okay," she whispered.

"Take your panties off for her," John suggested quietly.

Hannah looked at him, biting her lip. She nodded, and then she reached up under her skirt. The fabric rustled in the quiet of the living room as she slid her lacy, black panties down over her patterned, black thigh-highs and down to her ankle-strap pumps. She had dressed to be fucked, first for her dad, and then for John. The effect was not lost on either him or Becky as they watched this shy but clearly adventurous girl take her panties off for them.

Hannah looked up at John expectantly, and he smiled at her.

"LIft your skirt and spread your thighs, sweetie. Show me and Becky how pretty your pussy is."

Hannah's breathing was ragged and she lifted the hem of her chiffon and satin skirt. She pulled it up to the level of her breasts and slowly spread her knees apart, making herself completely vulnerable and open.

"My god, you are so fucking pretty," John exclaimed quietly.

Hannah smiled while biting her lip.

"I need to cum," John said, his eyes locked on Hannah's, "as I'm sure you do too. I desperately want to fuck you, but I don't want to wear a condom. I want to feel every inch of you when I shove my cock into you for the first time, Hannah."

The girl whimpered as she continued to hold her skirt up. Becky started kissing the inside of Hannah's thigh, right above her knee. Hannah opened her mouth and moaned.

"So what I propose is that Becky eat you out right now. I know she wants to, and she will make you cum. I'll fuck Becky from behind so I can watch you and look into your pretty eyes while we both experience Becky's wonderful body between us."

Hannah nodded, and John leaned over and kissed her. She let go of her skirt and grabbed his face and kissed him hard. Becky pushed Hannah's skirt back up as she continued to kiss up Hannah's thigh, approaching the warmth of her pussy.

Hannah moaned into John's mouth when Becky reached her target. John rested his forehead against Hannah's and watched her face as she experienced another girl eating her pussy for the first time.

"You're so beautiful, Hannah," John whispered to her. "I'm so madly in love with you. I want you to stay here and live with us. I want to fuck your beautiful pussy and lick my cum out of you and then fuck you again."

Hannah cried out as Becky assaulted her cunt. She felt the girl shove two fingers into her as she licked and sucked on her clit.

"Are you cumming?" John asked.

"Uh, mnnh, yeah," Hannah panted.

John smiled. He got out of the chair and knelt on the floor behind Becky. He gently lifted her skirt back up over her ass and took his dick out of his pants. A string of precum dripped down from his opening as he held himself and got ready to shove into Becky's cunt. He rubbed himself up and down her slit a few times, smearing her grool around and mixing it with his own precum, and then he pushed himself into her in one swift and steady stroke.

Becky cried out, her voice muffled into Hannah's pussy, causing Hannah to shudder.

"Oh, fuck!" Hannah squeaked.

John held Hannah's gaze as he moved in and out of Becky's twat. He loved the perpetual "O" her mouth made as Becky continued to lick and finger her cunt.

"Anh!" Hannah cried out as John's thrust pushed Becky's mouth into Hannah.

She reached down and grabbed Becky's head to steady herself as she started to climax a second time.

"I'm cumming again," she panted. "Oh, holy fuck, I'm cumming! Imcummingimcummingimcumming!"

John felt Becky's pussy clench around his dick in response and heard her muffled moan. Apparently Hannah's orgasm was having an amazing affect on Becky. She pulled her mouth away from Hannah's gushing twat long enough to let out a wordless moan before Hannah grabbed her head and pulled it back down to her own pussy, shoving herself against Becky's mouth.

John lost it as he watched the two girls climax.

"Oh, Becky!" he cried out as he started spurting into her. "My pretty, little slut!"

He looked up at Hannah and made eye contact with her. She was so beautiful to him, so lost in her orgasm, the expression on her face so intent. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her, how much he wanted her, but he hesitated.

Not now. I want to wait until I'm inside her for the first time, he thought.

"Oh, Hannah," he moaned, watching her body shiver and shake as she climaxed hard.

His own orgasm erupted, filling Becky's juicy twat with his seed. John pulled his sloppy dick out of Becky's pussy, and Hannah, to his surprise shoved Becky out of her lap and threw herself down in front of John, taking his cock into her mouth. She sucked him as the last few squirts from his balls shot into her mouth. John reached down to hold her face, and she looked up at him.

"Oh, darling," he gushed. "Oh, Hannah!"

John was flooded with emotion for the girl as she looked up at him with his cock in her mouth.

"My pretty, little Hannah," he crooned.

She smiled at him with her eyes. Her mouth was too full of him for the smile to show on her lips. She moaned, breathing so heavily through her nose as his dick emptied itself into her warm mouth.

"Somebody's in love," Becky teased, looking at the two of them, kneeling next to Hannah.

Hannah turned to her, letting John's dick slide out of her mouth, and she kissed Becky who groaned as she tasted the cum on her tongue. They french kissed passionately for a moment, swapping John's semen.

"You're a little cumslut, aren't you?" Becky said.

Hannah smiled.

"There's more of that inside me, if you want to taste," Becky said, laying back on the floor.

Hannah pushed Becky's knees apart as Becky lifted her skirt to her. Hannah looked longingly at Becky's fucked, oozing twat as John's cum dribbled out. Then Hannah threw herself down and started lapping it up.

"Oh, my god, you little tramp. Yes!" Becky cried out. "Oh, fuck. Eat Daddy's cum out of me! Drink it all up. Suck it out of me, Hannah! You little slut!"

Hannah lapped voraciously at Becky's messy twat as John watched. Aside from the taste of John and Becky mingled together, it was also the fact that he was watching her -- watching her eat pussy for the first time -- a creamy pussy full of his cum -- that turned her on.

Becky cried out and held Hannah's head, rubbing herself over the new girl's mouth, cumming quickly as Hannah licked her and sucked her clitoris and labia. Eventually, Becky arched her back and screamed, and Hannah sat back onto her own ass, panting.

John stood and helped the girls to their feet, and all three of them fell back onto the couch together, Becky on one side of him and Hannah on the other. He kissed them each on the mouth in turn, tasting the mixture of semen and pussy on them. After he kissed Hannah, he looked into her eyes and smiled at her.

"You were amazing," he crooned.

She smiled. "Am I a slut now?" she asked.

"You said earlier that you wanted to be one of my little girls," John replied. "This is what our life is like here. Do you think you can handle it?"

Hannah nodded, smiling.

"To answer your question," Becky said, leaning across John's lap to plant a kiss on Hannah's mouth. "Yes, you are definitely a slut. You are one hot fucking little bitch, and I want more of you."

Hannah laughed and blushed, and Becky kissed her again.

"So..." Hannah began, tucking her hair, damp with sweat, back behind her ear, "... after I, um, join the Dollhouse, we'll be doing this all the time? With all the girls? Like every day?"

John nodded.

"Who are you thinking of?" he asked, noting the twinkle in her eye.

Hannah blushed even more and covered her mouth.

"Penelope," she said.

"Oh, fuck yes!" Becky blurted out. "That would be so hot! You should wear your matching dresses. And you have to let me watch."

Hannah giggled. Then she cleared her throat and said to John, "Can we go talk to Amelia now? I really want to work here."

John smiled.