Author: Sleaze Merchant <sleaze.merchant@yahoo.com>
Title: The Babysitter Ch 2 - (Ff, Ffb, bdsm, cbt, Fdom, young,
teen, ped, inc)
Summary: The babysitter lands herself in a world of trouble after
being caught by the boys mother while having her kinky way with
him. The mother decides to punish the boy herself too, but she
has other plans for the babysitter...

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes involving
minors and families in incestuous acts.  If material of this
nature offends you then you should not read this story.
Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states,
you are not allowed to read this story by law.

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to
person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is
purely coincidental.

Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story are in
no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their
actions.

The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication
or publication of this story is allowed, except by the websites
to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author.

Story codes: Ff, Fb, fb, bdsm, cbt, fdom, young, teen, ped, inc

Chapter 2 - "Caught" by Sleaze Merchant (c) 2011
sleaze.merchant@yahoo.com

	"What are you two doing!?" Sally Rogers, James' mother,
exclaims. Caitlyn's eyes fly open and sees Mrs. Rogers standing
in the doorway, an angry look on her face. Cait's orgasm hits her
hard, sending her over the edge.

	Cait pushed James away from between her legs, pulling her skirt
and top back down. Covering herself as quickly as possible, she
stands up. She looks at Sally first, then looks away, embarrassed
about being caught. Blushing, she looks down at the floor, not
knowing what to say.

	"What the hell do you think you are doing with my son?" Sally
says looking down at her son, who is on his knees. His cock was
still rock hard, his face shiny with Cait's pussy juice.

	Caitlyn was blushing furiously. "I was just... I.. You.." she
stammers. "You said to do anything to get him to take a shower,
and he was being difficult and one thing lead to another. I was
so horny and.." Cait speaks so fast, stumbling over her words,
still breathing hard from her orgasm and the fear over being
caught.

	Sally holds her hand up and says "Enough!" cutting off Cait. "He
was probably being a little shit, he's been so naughty lately..."
his mother says, eyeing his cock. "And I think I know why.. But
you young lady," she says turning her attention to the
emmbarrased fifteen year old girl, still blushing, with her eyes
pointed down at the floor. "I didn't think when I said 'anything'
that I'd be walking home to this..." Sally says as she gestures
to her kneeling son. Thinking for a moment, Sally says to her
son, "James, go to your room."

	James looks up at his mom, "Aww, but mom... I'm still.." he
complains as he shrugging in his cuffs, indicating he is still
cuffed and leashed.

	"Get to your room now!" she yells, shutting him up. He gets up
quietly, as quickly as he can, and quietly leaves the room. After
sending him on his way, Sally looks at Cait. Sally thinks quietly
for a moment, then says to Cait, who looks up as she starts
talking to her, "Now, you..." Sally starts, "you just stay
there," she finishes after a pause. She goes out of the room for
a few minutes and comes back with a bag. "What are we going to do
with you, I should go next door and have a word to your parents I
think..." she says as she places the bag on the bed and puts her
hands back on her hips.

	"No, please don't do that, I'll do what ever you want!" Cait
begs, almost in tears.

	Sally smiles slightly at hearing her say that. "Mmm, good I was
hoping you say something like that... But lets be clear, you're
willing to do ANYTHING?" Sally emphasises, waving her finger
about.

	Cait nods her head hurridly, her tears streaming down her face,
not fully realising the implications of agreeing to that
statement with Sally Rogers. "Yes, yes anything, just don't tell
them," the teen pleads.

	"Good... good. Now start by telling me, honestly mind you,"
Sally clarifies, "are you still turned on?" Sally asks the teen
girl. Her arms crossed, she looks down at Cait.

	Cait blushes more, her cheeks as red as if she had been out in
the sun all day. "Y.. I.. uh.. yeah, I think so..." she mumbles
shyly. Sally smiles at her admission, and her shyness.

	Sally sits down on the edge of the bed. "Kneel," she commands.
Cait kneels after a brief hesitation, her knees together, her
eyes downcast with her hands in her lap. Sally lifts the girls
chin up so she looks her in the eye. "Mmm, so you like this sort
of thing," she asks the girl. Cait blushes again, and looks at
the ground, embarrassed. "It's ok if you do, there's nothing
wrong with it," the older woman assures her.

	"Y..yes," squeaks the young teen.

	Sally, smiles broadly. "Mmm, that's good to hear," she says as
she reaches into the bag she brought in. Sally pulls out a spiked
leather dogs collar and tosses it in Cait's lap. "Put that on."

	Cait, still on her knees, rubbing her thighs together, puts the
collar on hesitantly. She lifts her head as she buckles the
collar on, looking up at Sally. Clearly getting turned on by it,
the slight rocking back and forth as she rubs her thighs together
to stimulate herself subtley is not lost on the older woman.

	"Good, now you're going to be my little slut," Sally says, as
she laughs down at the girl kneeling infront of her.

	Caitlyn looking down at the floor, still blushing, feeling
embarrassed and ashamed that this is turning her on so much.
"W..what are you gonna do to me... miss," the young girl asks
shyly.

	"Mmm such manners, have you done this before?"

	"No," admits Cait.

	Sally chuckles, looking down at the girl. "Mmm, well, I'm going
to do lots of things with you," she tells the girl. "Ever been
with a girl before? Or a boy for that matter," She asks the girl.
"Before James of course," she adds.

	"I've never been with a girl before, but I've been with two
boys," Caitlyn confesses.

	"Well, now you're MY bitch," Sally informs the girl, chuckling.
"Go and get my boy," she tells her captive. Cait leaves and
brings back James, leading him by his leash. She takes the
babysitter and her son down to the basement spare room. There was
better sound proofing down there, from when she was still married
to her husband.

	"Kneel," Sally commands her son. "Good boy," she says, patting
him on the head, and he scowls, making her smile. "Now just how
difficult was he today?" Sally turns and asks the girl. Cait
explains the events of the night, pretty much exactly how they
went down.

	"Well, this will never do," states his mother, looking down at
him. "You've been such a naughty boy lately James," she says to
her boy, who has his eyes downcast. "Look at me when I'm
talking," his mom blurts. James looks up from the floor, into his
mothers eyes. "And I think I know why," she continues her
previous statement before having to tell her son off, "its
because it makes your cock hard, isn't it, you little slut?" She
states more than asks her son. She knew it was more than likely
the case, his father was the same. That's why the cupboard was
full of all the BDSM paraphanalia.

	James looks down, blushing, embarrassed to have to admit that to
his mother, let alone infront of his hot neighbor and babysitter.
"Yes mum," James mumbles, looking up at her, then his eyes
dropping back down to the floor.

	"Look at me!" she says angrily. "Now, Cait might have punished
you, but I'm going to give my own punishment," she tells her son,
who is looking up at her, knowing how bad his mom could punish
him sometimes, "and you know what that is don't you." Her hands
on her hips, it was more of a statement, not a question.

	Remember what his mom had told him the punishment for
masturbating was, his eyes go wide. Tears welling up in his eyes,
he pleads, "No mom, please no, not that..." Scared, but turned on
too. His softening cock getting hard again, betraying him to both
women.

	"You should have thought about that before you were naughty,"
she scalds he son. James was crying and begging, but his cock was
still hard, much to his mothers delight. Cait wasn't sure what
was about to happen, she was standing there confused, but getting
turned on by the scene infront of her. Her pussy was so wet, she
thought she felt some pussy juice running down her leg. "Did you
let him cum tonight?" Sally asks the other girl. Cait, startled
at being spoken to, jumped slightly. She didnt really understand
the older woman's question, and gave her a quizzical look. "You
know, squirt," his mother rephrases.

	Caitlyn, grins cheekily, giving a small giggle before saying,
"Uh.. no, I didn't."

	Sally smiles, turning back to James on his knees, but still
talking to Cait, "Mmmm, that's good, I'm sure he'll really like
this then," she laughs. "Cait, hand me that small cane over there
on the dresser," she asks Cait, who hands her the foot long cane.
Waving the small cane around, talking to James now, "Since its
your balls that are getting you into all this trouble, perhaps
they should get punished?" Sally pulls James to his feet by his
leash. The idea turns Cait on a lot. James' eyes go wide as he
hears this, but his cock is as hard as ever.

	"NO! No, please mum, not that.." the young boy pleads, almost
crying.

	"Now, now, it looks like you even like this," she says as she
taps his hard cock, that is starting to leak precum, "you dirty
little boy," she says grinning at what she is about to do next.
She flicks the head of his cock with the cane, causing a loud
yelp from James, as he starts to double over. A tear rolls down
his cheek as his mother leans down and puts a hand around the
base of his balls, squeezing so the are sticking out of her hand,
exposed and vulenerable. "Mmm, nice big balls aren't they,
honey?" Sally says, as if she was talking to a pet, rather than
her son.

	James' teeth clenching at the hand gripping his balls, a
pulling, his voice straining, "Yes mum," he says wincing as his
mum pulls on them and jerks them. She stands up, pulling him up
to his tippy toes, pulling him up by his balls, giving them an
extra tug if it did stand up as quickly as she was pulling him
up.

	"Do you want me to cane your balls, bitch?" Sally asks, giggling
at her son's discomfort, getting turned on, and slipping into the
role that his father liked.

	James, suprised that his mom would call him a bitch, and dancing
on his tippy toes to stop it feeling like his mum was going to
pull his balls off. "No, please no.. mum..." he pleads with her,
still turned on at the whole perverted situation.

	She flicks his exposed balls with the cane lightly, enough to
make him yelp and whimper. "I said do you want me to cane your
balls," she repeated the question that wasn't really a quesition
again.

	Familiar with his mom's punishment methods, he knew he wasn't
really getting a choice. "YES! Yes," pleaded James, in a pained
voice. Tears in his eyes, his cock dribbling, feeling more and
more turned on, more precum dribbling on his mom's hand holding
his balls, he danced on his tippy toes as his mother tugged at
his balls again.

	"Now now," his mum says chuckling, getting a better reaction
than she had expected from her twelve year old boy, but not any
different from his fathers, "you better not cum while I'm doing
this or you'll be sorry," she instructed her son. "Or make too
much noise either," she added. His mom starts flicking his taught
balls with the cane, making him yelp and whimper, dancing on his
tippy toes as she pulled his balls. Caning his balls some more,
making him cry, his cock dribbling more precum, his mum yanking
on his balls and says sternly, "I said don't cum, dirty little
boy..."
	
	James, breathing hard and dancing on his tip toes, pulling at
his hands cuffed behind him says, "I'm not! I'm not! Please!?"
Tears in his eyes, red marks on his balls from the cane, but his
cock still hard.

	"Please? Please what?" his mom asks, pretending to
misunderstand. "Please cane your balls some more? Sure honey."
Sally giggles as she flicks his balls with the cane some more.
Each blow making him yelp and whimper, Her son dancing on his tip
toes to try to relieve the pulling on his balls, and to try and
ease the pain. His mum still holding his balls tight, pulling him
up furhter.

	"No no no, please stop.." he pleads, crying now, tears running
down his face. His hard cock still dribbling precum.

	'Wow' Sally thought, 'this boy might even be more fun than his
father.'

	Caitlyn had been fingering herself the whole time. She was just
so horny, her two fingers were pumping in and out of her tight
cunt as she watched the boy she had been baby sitting getting his
balls caned by his mother. Her pussy was so wet, she shuffled her
feet further apart so she could get her fingers in deeper.

	Caitlyn was breathing faster, panting, getting closer to
cumming. Sally glances up as she hears her and says, "No cumming
for you yet, slut," she waves the cane around, "or you'll get
some of this too." The older woman grins at her as she, pulls her
fingers out of her pussy, and straightens her skirt.

	"Good girl," James' mother says as she turns her attention back
to her son. She lets go of his balls and give his cock a stroke.
He gasps because he is so close to cumming. "Mmm, you want to
cum, boy," his mother asks, grinning as she strokes it a bit
more.

	He nods his head, still dancing and wincing a bit from the
caning. "Well, I'll let you," Sally starts, seeing James' face
light up, "but if you cum, you have to eat it." Caitlyn moans,
getting more turned on again. 'What dirty slut,' Sally thinks to
herself, amused.

	James' eyes open wider when he hears that, "But... but mom!?" he
exclaims.

	"Fine then don't cum." Sally lets go of his cock standing up,
and turning as if to leave.

	James realises she is serious, but he really needs to cum. "Aw,
no mum, please, let me squirt, please, I'll do anything you want.
Anything but that," he begs, crying almost.

	"I want you to swallow your own cum is what I want," she says,
flicking the head of his cock with the cane. Hearing him squeal
and watch him double over and fall down to the floor was getting
her quite hot after all this. When he started straightening after
a few moments of being doubled over, she could see the red mark
it had left on his cock, but he still wasn't softer than before.

	Crying, James pleads for his mom to let him cum, agreeing to do
whatever she wanted.

	"No," she says to her son turning away as he begs some more.
James is suffering from a sever case of blue balls now, been on
the edge of cumming for a while. "Maybe later," she says turning
to Caitlyn who is playing with herself on the bed. "Well you look
like you're enjoying yourself. I hope you haven't cum though,"
she says, looking the girl over.

	"No ma'am," Cait says as she stops playing with herself while
the older woman looks at her.

	"What do you think, should we let him cum?" she asks, laughing
and looking down at her son.

	Smiling, she replies, "Mmm, yeah, lets make him eat his own
cum," giggling at the thought.

	They balance James on his shoulders, lifting his legs back over
his head, his cock pointing at his own face. The two tormenters
giggling as he clearly wasn't fond of the idea of squirting in
his own face.

	"Milk his cock Cait," his mother tells the babysitter, "make him
cum in his own mouth, and James," she continues, turning her
attention to her son, "if you spill a drop, you'll get punished
again." With that he stopped squirming and trying to avoid his
cock, knowing he'd get it far worse than he just got it now if he
did.

	Caitlyn strokes the boys cock, aiming it at is face. His mother
squeezing his balls hard, making him whimper. "Open that mouth
and keep it open," she tells him. It does'nt take long until he
shoots a large load in his own face. Squeezing his eyes closed
tight as his cum goes all over his face and in his mouth.

	"My, what a lot of cum for a little boy. Cait, why don't you
lick up what he missed," she says squeezing his balls harder,
making him yelp, as Cait slurps up his cum. "Did you like your
own cum boy," she asks grining down at him, knowing the truth as
she feels his dick hardening in her hand.

	Blushing, he blurts, "No!" forcfuly, deliberatly not looking at
either of the girls.

	"Pitty, I'll be making you eat more of it from now on," chuckles
his mother, and his cock hardens a bit. "Mmm, I see you actually
do like it, you dirty little boy," she says stroking his
sensitive cock, torturing him after his orgasm.

	James, gritting his teeth because of the stroking after he's
already cum, moaning "I don't!"

	His mother ties his leash to the leg of the bed. "You wait there
for now you dirty boy, I'll be back to punish you for spilling
you cum later on," she giggles as she grabs Cait, and pulls her
out the door, turning the light off as the leave the room.

	Her son whines, "But mom! it wasn't my fault, it was Cait's," he
pleads as Sally leads Cait out of the room, closing the door
behind them.

	"Now for you, you little slut," she says to the girl behind her,
leading her into the den by the leash on her studded leather dogs
collar. Cait, looking down at the floor. "What am I going to do
with you," ponders the older woman.

	Caitlyn blushing, eyes downcast, "I don't know miss," she says
as she plays with the slack in the leash.

	The older woman grins, and goes and sits down on the single
seater sofa. She pulls her new pet over to the couch by her
leash, Cait walks over to the couch, but Sally forces her down on
her knees between her legs. “Now slut, lick my pussy.”

	“B-but I'm not a le-mmmphf..” Cait's protests are muffled as
Sally pulls her head into her pussy with one hand in her hair.
The younger girls protests exciting her, making her pussy even
wetter for the teen.

	“Ohhh, mmm, yeah... lick my pussy,” Sally tells her as she
grinds her waxed pussy against the teen's face. “Oh... play with
your pussy too slut, but no... mmm.. no cumming still.” Cait
starts playing with her pussy as she licks Sally's cunt, moaning
into it. Sally clamps her thighs down around Cait, squeazing her
head. She can feel Cait's breathing increase, pushing her over
the edge, making her cum.

	Sally gasping with pleasure, the hand in Cait's hair tugging,
making Caitlyn moan into her pussy more as she squirts all over
Cait's face, grinding her pussy into it. Relaxing her thighs, but
leaving them hang over Cait's shoulders, she lets Cait come up
for air. “Mmm, amazing, slut,” Sally says, tickling her pet under
the chin, “Good girl,” she says, giggling.

	Cait tries to pull away, frowning slightly. Sally giggles at her
resistance. “Can I cum yet, miss?” Cait asks.

	“Are you close to cumming, slut,” she asks the girl.

	Cait scowls a bit at being called a slut, making her mistress
smirk, “N-no, not yet,” she replies.

	“Finger your pussy, then ask me when you get close. Really
close. Go on,” she tells Cait.

	Fingers her pussy, rubbing her clit and sticking two fingers
inside her, all while still on her knees between Sally's legs,
looking up at her. “Mmm, oh... can I cum please?” Cait asks.

	Sally pulls on Cait's leash, “Not yet slut, keep going, ask me
when you think you're going to burst if you don't cum.”

	Cait keeps fingering her self, her face getting flushed, panting
for breath, looking up at her mistress. “P-Please miss?”

	“Not yet, keep going,” Sally says, grinning sadistically, 
playing with Cait's hair.

	Right on the edge of cumming, struggling hard to stop her self
from cumming, tears in her eyes, “Miss, I need to cum please?
Please?”

	“Right, stop fingering yourself,” she tells Cait.

	“Yes miss,” feeling the relief of not having to hold back from
cumming now that she stopped playing with herself.

	Sally fishes around in the bag grabs out a chastity belt. “Stand
up slut, and put this on,” she holds out the belt for Cait. It
suddenly dawns on Cait what the device is.

	“Mistress, pleeease let me cum, I've been good, I need it so
bad,” she begs, clasping her hands together.

	“Put the belt on slut.” Sally tosses the metal belt at Cait, who
eventually puts the belt on while trying to protest. Once it's
on, Sally puts a mini padlock on the D-ring in the front, locking
it in place. “There slut, no cumming until I say,” she says
grinning at Cait.

	“Please miss, how long do I have to wear it?” she begs, almost
crying because she needed to cum so bad.

	“Well, come back over tomorrow and I'll see... How much do I owe
you for tonight? Fifty dollars wasn't it?” She grabs her purse
and gets the money out and hands it to Cait, who just looks at
the money in her hand and looks up at Sally again, open mouthed.
“Well, don't just stand there get dressed and go home then.”

	Cait puts her clothes back on and goes home for the night,
trying to rub her pussy through the belt, with no luck. She goes
to bed, thinking about what happened tonight.

To be continued...

Feedback is welcome, sleaze.merchant@yahoo.com


  
The Babysitter Ch 2 - Ffb, Ff, bdsm, Fdom, cbt, young, teen, ped, inc