Author: Sleaze Merchant <sleaze.merchant@yahoo.com>
Title: The Babysitter Ch 3 - (Ff, Ffb, bdsm, cbt, Fdom, young,
teen, ped, inc)
Summary: The boy's mother has her kinky way with both the young
teens...

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 3 - "Punishment" by Sleaze Merchant (c) 2011
sleaze.merchant@yahoo.com

	Caitlyn was walking over to her neighbour's house, nervous and
excited. She was still horny from last night. 'Thanks to that
damn chastity belt,' she thought to herself, toying with the
little padlock through her short skirt. She was just wearing a
dark blue skirt that didn't cover much, not even coming down to
the middle of her thighs, and a tight white t-shirt that clung to
her, pushing her teen tits together, showing off a nice cleavage.
The knee high white socks with buckle up shoes she was wearing
made her look all the more innocent.

As she walked up the stairs, she thought she could hear something
coming from the basement... But after stopping and listening, she
couldn't hear anything. Shaking her head, her blonde curly hair
swinging slightly from side to side, 'Just your imagination,' she
thought to her self, as she took a few deep breaths to calm
herself before ringing the doorbell.

DING DONG!

She stood there for a few minutes waiting, looking around at
things on front porch. She was startled by the door swinging open
suddenly. Sally Rogers was standing there, laughing at how the
girl jumped when she opened the door. She could hear classical
music playing clearly with the door open, it was opera. Or was it
just a classical piece? Caitlyn didn't know. “I was beginning to
think that you wouldn't be coming back,” she said to the sixteen
year old girl from next door, who was standing at her door. She
unlocked the screen door, pushing it open and inviting the girl
inside, locking it behind them. With a key.

'Trapped,' Caitlyn thought to herself nervously. She looked at
her captor. She was a beautiful woman with dark hair, wrapped in
a black satin dressing gown. Looking down slightly, she noticed
something under the gown, 'Are those boots?' she thought to
herself.

“Back for more then?” The older woman, interrupting Caitlyn's
thoughts. She was looking the girl up and down. “Well, you're
certainly dressed like a slut, aren't?” This made the girl blush
and look down at the ground. Sally put her hand under the girls
chin, making her look up at her. Straight into her eyes. “Well?”

“Yes miss,” pouted the girl. She felt exposed looking into this
woman's eyes, like she was naked already. God, but she was
feeling so horny. She was one rub away from cumming last night.
Then she was made to put that damn belt on, getting no relief all
night.

Sally smiled down at the girl, the look in Caitlyn's eyes said it
all. She was a bitch on heat. Sally had one hand on her hip and
the other under the girls chin, “Are you still feeling horny,
girl?” She knew the answer of course, she just liked to mess with
people. The young blonde nodded her head quickly, the pout almost
turning into a smile. That was good as far as Sally was
concerned, she loved to give people hope just to watch them
squirm more when she took it away. “Well, if you want to cum,
then you had best do everything I tell you,” she told her
captive, ominously.

“Yes miss,” Caitlyn said meekly.

“Good girl,” Sally said smiling, letting her hand drop from under
the girls chin. She turned around, grabbing a studded leather
collar off a coat hook, turned back and thrust it out at the
girl. “I want you with all your clothes off and on your knees for
me by the time I get back.”

Caitlyn took the collar off the woman as if it might bite her if
she didn't handle it carefully. Looking back up at the woman,
“How long do I have?” she asked.

Sally was already a few footsteps down the hallway. She looked to
the side, and glancing over her shoulder as she walked, she
replied “Well, you better get started then,” she grinned,
chuckling to herself.

Caitlyn wasted no time in stripping off the small amount of
clothing she had on, eventually just left with her chastity belt
on. Kneeling down, she started to buckle on the collar. She had
plenty of time really. Her knees were starting to get sore by the
time Sally showed up again.

Sally had a chain link dog leash in her hand. “Good girl,” she
crooned to the kneeling teen. She clipped the leash onto the
collar, pulling the short girl up to her feet. She fingered the
padlock on the side of the metal chastity belt, “Now, if I take
this off, are you going to be a good girl for me?”

“Oh yes! Yes miss,” Caitlyn said happily, smiling up at the woman
who was grinning back at her.

Sally grabbed the keys from her robe, selecting the small one and
unlocking the padlock with it, putting the keys and the lock back
in the robes pocket. “Spread your legs more,” she told the girl
as she was taking the device off her.

Relief washed over the girl as she felt it come off. Her pussy
felt cool as she could feel the air against it again. It was hard
for her to stop her self from touching her self right then.

“Oh my, you ARE wet,” the older woman teased, “and your pussy is
so red and swollen.”

“Thank you miss,” she blushed at the way the older woman spoke
about her pussy.

“Now you wait here again,” Sally said, “while I put this way.”
She picked up the chastity belt. “On your knees again slut, and
no touching your pussy,” she told the girl sternly.

Cait knelt down, quivering with excitement. It was hard not to
touch her pussy. She made fists with her hands, putting them on
her knees. Sally was gone for a lot longer this time.

After a while the girl's will was starting to crumble. 'Just a
little rub, she wont know,' she thought to herself. Her hand
dropping down between her legs, she could feel the pussy juice on
the inside of her thighs. She really HAD been wet with that thing
on her.

She started to rub her pussy. She had to chew on her bottom lip
to stifle any whimpers. God it felt so good after what seemed
like a month in that thing, even if it was less than 24 hours. It
felt too good. She rubbed faster, her fingers playing with her
clit now. Her back arched slight, her eyes closed, it just felt
so good.

“I said no touching,” came an angry voice from down the hallway.
That made the girl squeak and stop what she was doing.

Blushing at being caught, she put her hands back on her knees,
looking down at the ground. The woman strode up to the teen, her
feet slightly apart and her fists on her hips. 'So she is wearing
boots,' Caitlyn thought to herself as Sally's feet were planted
firmly in front of her.

“Tut tut tut, that pussy of yours is always getting you into
trouble isn't it, slut?” Sally didn't sound that annoyed, more
glad than anything. She picked up the girls leash, pulling her to
her feet. “Well, I'll just have to do something about that,” she
said pulling the girl along behind her as she walked back down
the hall again.

“No, please miss, I'll be good,” Caitlyn said, trying to convince
the woman.

“It's too late for that now,” she told the girl on the end of the
leash, “I already gave you a chance to prove it.” She opened a
door that lead to stairs leading downward. Into her basement it
looked like. She dragged the reluctant girl down the stairs,
pulling her into the basement. When the door closed behind her,
the music cut off abruptly, she could barely hear it any more,
when it was so loud and clear a moment ago. No, it wasn't a
basement, it was a dungeon!

Her son was kneeling on the ground in the far corner. His eyes
were red and he had a ball gag in his mouth. It looked like he
had been crying. He had a leather collar around his neck which
was chained to the wall. Maybe she HAD heard something from her
after all. James was kneeling, sitting back on his feet, knees
together, with his hard cock standing up straight against his
stomach. There was a leather strap around the base of his cock
and balls, squeezing his balls out against his ball sack. His
semi-hard cock was all red, and was dribbling precum too.
Whatever had been going on down here, it looks like at least one
person enjoyed it.

Sally lead Caitlyn over to the wall that was opposite James.
“Arms out,” she told  the girl. Caitlyn hesitated for a moment,
then stuck her arms out. Sally reached over and put some soft
leather cuffs on the girl, the pulled her arms up above her head
and attached them to a chain above her head. Sally unclipped her
leash. Caitlyn watches the older lady turn around and grab a
blindfold off the table that's up agaisnt the wall, as well as a
riding crop, and placing the leash on the table. Sally walks back
over to her and puts the blindfold on the blonde girl. Darkness.
She can't see a thing.

Caitlyn felt the crop on her nipple, then she felt it trace down
her stomach to her pussy. She was feeling more turned on now than
she was before. She could feel some of her cunt juice run down
the inside of her leg. She shivered, feeling the crop run down
pussy, sliding in between her legs, then rubbing along the inside
of her thigh.

“How should I punish a girl that can't keep control of her
pussy?” Sally's voice was low and close to her ear. Caitlyn could
feel the warmth of her breath on her ear and neck.

Caitlyn feels the crop get pressed against her clit, rubbing it
up and down. She gasps, her hips gyrating in circles, rubbing her
clit against the crop. “I... I don't know, miss,” she says
quietly, her breath ragged, almost panting.

“I punish their pussy,” she said ominously in the girls ear,
pulling away from the girl again, pulling the crop away from the
girls pussy.

Caitlyn pulled on her cuffs hear that. She was excited, but
scared. She could almost feel the crop whipping her pussy
already. This got the kinky babysitter even wetter. “Oh no!
Please miss? I'll be good!” The girls begging was having the
opposite effect on James' mother. It was making her more turned
on, making her want to hurt the girl even more.

Sally grinned broadly at the girls begging, not that the helpless
girl could see it of course. Nor could she see the older woman,
who having taken her robe off, was wearing knee high boots, black
pantyhose on a black garter belt that framed her freshly waxed
pussy. Her black leather corset pressed her boobs up, giving her
34DD boobs ample cleavage.

Caitlyn gasped as the crop slapped against her pussy lips without
warning, making her jump slightly too. It wasn't a hard blow, but
it was hard enough to cause her pain. And excitement. She moaned
as she rotated her hips, she could hardly help herself.

“Oh, it looks like someone else likes this sort of thing too,”
she heard Sally say. She could definitely hear the smile in the
older woman's voice. She heard the crop hitting flesh again,
followed by a muffled wail, but this time, it wasn't her. “James
was just getting the same treatment before you got here,” his mom
said, “for not being able to control his cock and ball,” laughed
the older woman. She heard several more strikes of the crop,
followed by muffled cries. “Isn't that right?”

She heard footsteps approaching her again. Then the crop between
her legs. “Spread those legs for me girl,” Sally told her. She
shuffled her feet apart wider. “Good girl,” Sally told her,
taking the crop away. Caitlyn tensed her self, ready for the
blow, but it didn't come. But it didn't. She relaxed.

All of a sudden she felt the crop come down on her pussy. It made
her yelp and and jump. She could hear the older woman laugh as
she danced around from the pain.

“Thank you Mistress,” the older woman prompted the girl.

“T-thank you Mistress,” the younger girl responded.

“Good girl,” Sally encouraged the girl smiling. She could tell
from the way that the younger girl was moving her hips that she
was liking this. She flicked the crop up between the girls legs
again, hitting the girls wet pussy.

“Ooh, thank you Miss,” the girl said, gasping and flinching at
the blow. The crop started coming faster and harder, making the
girl cry out or yelp and dance around with each blow, much to the
amusement and pleasure of Sally. The younger girl was starting to
pant, her hips swaying from side to side, clearly turned on.
Caitlyn could feel herself getting closer to cumming with each
blow.

“You like this do you, slut?” Sally asked the girl.

Caitlyn was biting her bottom lip, rotating her hips in small
circles. “Yes Miss,” she said quietly. She felt the crop rubbing
on her pussy and clit, she pushed into it trying to stimulate
herself more.

“Do you want to cum, slut?” Sally asked the girl.

“Ooh, yes please,” the girl begged, panting. She was chewing her
bottom lip, she'd been waiting for this since last night.

“Thrust your pussy out,” she told the girl, who pushed her hips
out for the woman. Caitlyn's nipples were standing out like small
pencil erasers. She started to flog the younger girls pussy,
raining blows down on her cunt quickly. Caitlyn was yelping and
squirming, her breathing getting quicker.

“Please Miss, can I cum?” the younger girl managed to beg through
her panting, turning her on more that she had to ask to cum.

“Not yet, slut,” the older woman told the girl, laughing. She
started to flick the girls pussy faster, tormenting the girl more
by making her hold back her building orgasm. She starts flicking
the crop up between the girls legs, slow but hard. Each time the
crop lands on the girls cunt, it makes her yelp and jump. Between
each stroke of the crop, Caitlyn was swaying her hips from side
to side. 'The little slut is loving this,' Sally thought to
herself.

"Please Mistress," caitlyn sobbed through gritted teeth, "I can't
hold it back any more."

Sally just laughed and kept whipping the girls pussy faster and
harder, playing with her own pussy as she made this little slut
chained infront of her beg for it. Caitlyn can't hold it back any
longer, and wailing loudly, she starts to cum. "Oh yeah, cum you
little slut," Sally says to Caitlyn, as she rubs her pussy faster
making herself cum as she keeps flogging the girls cunt,
listening to her cries and moans.

She walks up to the girl, rubbing her body against Caitlyn. Her
wet pussy rubbing up against the girls thigh. She sticks her
pussy cover fingers against the girls mouth, "Lick," she tells
her. Caitlyn reluctantly licks the pussy juice off her mistress's
fingers. Sally smiles at the girls reluctance, 'It's always
better when they act like they don't want it,' she thinks to
herself.

"Did you like that as much as you liked playing with James last
night?" Caitlyn nods her head eagerly. Sally grins at the girl,
taking her blindfold off. Caitlyn's eyes were red, she must have
been crying under the blindfold. "Well, I'll make a deal with you
then..." Sally started.

"Wh-what deal?" Caitlyn stammered.

"You get to play with James whenever and however you like, and I
wont tell anyone about any of this," she tells the girl, watching
her start to smile, her eyes lighting up. "In exchange for you
keeping this a secret," Caitlyn was nodding he head quickly at
that, "you babysit for free when I need you to," Caitlyn was
nodding more and smiling now, "and you will be my pet when I'm
around." Caitlyn stopped nodding after hearing that, the smile
sliding from her face, but clearly thinking about.

"What will I have to do for you?"

"Oh, just this sort of thing," Sally said smiling, rubbing the
crop against the girls clit again, making her shiver. "You'll
just have to do what ever I say, really," grinning like a cat
that had the canary cornered.

Looking down at the ground, Caitlyn was considering her position.
It did sound like a good deal. She looked up at the other woman,
"Ok, I I'll do it," she told her. Sally's grin broadened and she
clapped her hands.

"Excellent, I thought you might like it," she reached up to
Caitlyn's wrists and undid the cuffs, letting the girl stand back
on her feet again. Sally turned around and put the key back on
the table. She put her hands on her hips, looking at her son.
"Aww, look, poor little James is hard after watching that," she
said, embarrassing her son.

Sally picked up a small cane, James' eyes went wide as she tapped
it against her palm, shaking his head slightly and making muffled
sounds. “Ok pet, he's yours to play with,” she said, turning her
head to the side and holding the small cane out to Caitlyn. The
younger girl's eyes lit up as she eagerly took the cane off her.

“Thank you!” She was grinning at James, looking at his hard cock.
So big for a young boy. Now that she was up closer, she could see
that his cock already had red marks on his cock. The weren't
raised welts, but they were red marks that were definitely made
by the cane she was holding. “Did you already...?” Caitlyn
trailed off.

“Cane him already? Yes I did, for not swallowing all his cum last
night. He seems to like it anyway,” she said grinning, one hand
going to her pussy. James' eyes were going wide and he was
shaking his head at the two women, leaning back as if to get
away.

“He liked it?” Caitlyn asked.

“Well, his cock stayed hard when I was flicking his cock and
balls around, he even started dribbling precum,” she said staring
at her son's cock, absent mindedly rubbing her pussy, lost in
thought, “he's almost as bad as his dad in that regard.”

All of this was turning the little harlot on. Caitlyn knelt down
beside James, getting a better look at his cock. She gave it a
stroke with one hand, and he winced slightly, jumping as she
touched his cock.

His mom sat in one of the single seat couches that were in the
room, and pulled it around so she was facing the two youngsters.
Her legs were spread with one of her hands between her legs,
fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit. “Grab his cock leash
and pull on it,” his mother said, pointing at a leather strap
that was on the ground between his legs that she hadn't noticed
before, “he likes that,” his mom finished, smirking at the boy.

James was mumbling into the gag, shaking his head at his mom.
Caitlyn picked up the leash that was attached the the strap of
leather that was wrapped tightly around the base of his cock and
balls and gave it a pull. She loved how it made the boy thrust
his hips out and yelp through the gag when she did it. She did it
several more times making both the females giggle at the poor
boy. She let the boy settle back down again, he was breathing a
bit harder, and was dribbling slightly around the ball gag.

“Squeeze his balls out against his sack,” his mom told his
tormentor, rubbing her clit faster, and smiling sadistically.
Caitlyn put her hand around the base his balls, squeezing them
out so his ball sack was tight, and his nuts were exposed.
Caitlyn looked up at his mom.

“Mmm, good girl,” his mum said as she writhed on the couch,
touching her self. “Flick his balls with the cane,” his mom
panted. Caitlyn started to flick his balls lightly with the cane,
which caused the boy to howl loudly even through the gag. This
put his mother over the edge, and made her cum in a squirting
orgasm. After several strokes, Caitlyn stopped to rub her own
clit too. James was sobbing, tears rolling down his cheeks. Her
strokes weren't hard at all, only barely leaving a red mark, if
that.

“Is his cock leaking?” His mother asked the girl, sighing, and
catching her breath.

Caitlyn pulled on his balls, looking at his cock, “Uh, it's all
wet, if that's what you mean?”

His mother grinned at her. “It is. See? He loves it, you should
use the cane on his dick, he likes that more,” his mother
laughed.

“Ok,” Caitlyn replied. She pulled down on his balls, making his
cock stand out more instead of up against his stomach. This made
the boy cry out.

“Oh what a poor baby,” his mother cooed at his protest,
humiliating him “it's just a little stick.” His mother giggled
and said to Caitlyn, “You should cane the head of his cock,”
rubbing her pussy faster again.

This made James' eyes go wide, shaking his head frantically,
trying to pull away, his cock bobbing around in Caitlyns fist,
causing her to giggle. She hit the head of his cock with the cane
and he screamed loudly though the gag. Caitlyn could hear his mom
on the couch, getting closer to cumming again as she made the boy
scream a second time, caning his cock head again. He was
struggling to get away, Caitlyn was having a hard time holding on
to him.

“Sit still, boy,” his mother hissed at him, “or I'll get her to
drip hot wax on it,” she gasped as she continued, whimpering, “or
stick pins in it again..” She  moaned and grunted as she came
again. She relaxed, just watching the babysitter torture her boy,
smiling at them both, her head rolling to one side.

This made the boy stop moving around so much almost instantly.
Caitlyn was still hanging onto the boy but was looking at the
mother, 'Again?!' she was thinking. That idea turned her on. And
by the amount of cum leaking from the boys cock, she wasn't the
only one.

“See,” Sally said, “his little cock is still hard isn't it?”

“Yeah, it is,” Caitlyn said, looking back at his cock, flicking
it again with the crop to make him flinch and squeal into the
gag, giggling.

“Well, I think I'm going to be spending a lot of quality time
with my pet boy over the summer, whether he likes it or not,” his
mum said, grinning as the boy's eyes widened, shaking his head.

To be continued...

Feedback is welcome, sleaze.merchant@yahoo.com







  
The Babysitter Ch 3 - Ffb, Ff, fb, bdsm, Fdom, cbt, young, teen, ped, inc