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Cinderella
 

By Storymaster69 


Part 1
 

She was still feeling sad over the days happenings, but was resolved to
get on with her life. Her father had died the night before last and was
laid to rest that morning. She still couldn't really believe that it
happened, she had always thought him so healthy, but he just went to
bed one night and died in his sleep.
 

She knew in her heart that he was now in a better, happier place with
his beloved wife who died giving birth to her. Still she knew that she
would miss him dearly and never stop mourning for him.
 

When she got home with her stepmother and stepsisters, she went to her
room to wash up and to lie down for a while.
 

She removed her dress and stood before the commode with a basin of cool
water running the cloth over her face and chest when her oldest
stepsister threw open the door without knocking.
 

"What do you think your doing?" She asked Cinderella in a cool voice,
"we won't have any of that from now on. Your father is gone and youre
ours now."
 

"What do you mean, "Cinderella asked feeling shocked at such
callousness, "am I not aloud to grieve for my own father?"
 

"Things have changed, come with me." She said grabbing Cinderella's
arm. Seeing her reach for her dress she said, "leave it you won't be
needing it."
 

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Cinderella was brought before her stepmother in her chemise, feeling
more frightened and angry by the minute. "Come here child,"she said in
a warm voice, "your father is no longer here to take care of you."
 		
 
"From now on you will not be getting a free ride but must work for my
care, you will obey me and your sisters without question or delay. Do I
make myself clear?"
 

"Yes mother, but why are you treating me like this? Have I done
something wrong?"
 

"Silence, you will not complain to me or your sisters, only obey. Take
off your clothes they are much too fine for you now."
 

"Mother please don't do this to me!"
 

Before she saw it coming, she was slapped across the face with a
stinging blow. "That was for disobedience I will do it again if you
refuse to listen."
 

Cinderella crying quietly to her self obeyed. She reached down and
started to pull her chemise over her head, she saw a strange gleam come
to her mother and sisters' eyes as they watched her expose herself to
them. When the chemise had cleared her head she was shocked to see the
look of lust in all three sets of eyes as they greedily devoured the
sight of her bared breasts. She stood before them crossing her arms to
try to cover herself.
 

"Lower your arms, you are never to attempt to cover yourself, your body
is to be in full view for anybody who wants to see it."
 

Cinderella couldn't believe what was happening to her, and tried to
convince herself that it was all some kind of bad dream. She placed her
fingers to the strings holding her drawers up and untied the knot
letting them slip down to her ankles with shame at being forced to
expose herself in such a manner.
 

"Look at her tits, "Anabela the older of Cinderella's step sisters said
to Becky the youngest at 15, "I bet you wish you had a set like that."
 

"You wish you had a set like that yourself, "Becky, fired back in a
mocking voice, "she may only be 16 but she is already better built than
you in all your 22 years."
 

Anabela stood up from the stool she had been seated on to her mothers
left side, and stepped up to Cinderella and ran a hand across her tits
pinching the nipples to make them stand up. Her wandering hands slid
lower down grazing her belly till they touched the light sprinkling of
blond curls between Cinderella's legs and casually slid a finger along
her slit.
 

Cinderella was outraged at such liberties being taken with her person
and slapped Anabela across the face.
 

"How dare you, "Anabela said sounding angry, "you must be punished for
that. Becky come here and hold her arms so she doesn't try that again."
 

She slid to her knees and began to run her fingers along Cinderella's
pussy feeling for her clitoris, she then began to rub it making
Cinderella gasp in shock. Cinderella herself had only touched herself
there once and scared herself with the sensations that it aroused, to
have someone else do this to her made it twice as bad.
 

As before she felt her slit, which before this day had no name, start
to become wet, and fell strange frightening sensations. This time
however there was no way to stop it and she knew that it would only get
worse. As Anabela continued to stroke and flick her clitoris she
couldn't stop a low moan of pleasure from escaping her mouth. "What is
. . . happening to me . . . what's happening?"
 

She felt her knees buckle as an overwhelming pleasure clenched her
belly causing her to cry out.
 

When she became aware of her surroundings again, she heard Anabela
commenting to her mother, "would you look at that, the little bitch
gets off on it. This is going to be even more enjoyable than I thought."
 

Becky walked over and leaned over Cinderella placing her hands on her
full tits and began to squeeze them, then opened her mouth to suck on
her left tit. "This is making me horny, mother can she do me first?"
 

"No, I think I'll have that pleasure for myself. Come here Cinderella."
 

She then reached down and lifted her skirts and open the slit in her
drawers. Taking a finger she began to gently masturbate her clit making
herself wet and slippery.
 

Taking Cinderella by the shoulders she pushed her to her knees and
forced Cinderella's face between her legs. Opening her legs further she
ordered Cinderella to start licking her clit.
 

Cinderella didn't know what to do but obey. She placed her tongue on
the firm flesh before her and stroked in slow sweeps. She could hear
her stepmother starting to pant and felt her hands pressing her more
firmly forward.
 

"Use your fingers, place them in my pussy and finger fuck me."
 

Cinderella's started to thrust her finger up her stepmothers pussy
causing her to moan out in ecstasy till her pussy contracted around the
invading digit covering it with her juices.
 

Becky then coming up behind Cinderella reached around her body cupping
her tits, feeling her nipples. She began to stroke them invoking a low
moan from Cinderella.
 

Laying down on the floor and pulling her skirts up around her belly
button, she spread her legs and said, "it's my turn now, get your ass
over here and lick me and make me enjoy it."
 

Cinderella could hear chuckles from the others to hear Becky's excited
moans of pleasure as 


Cinderella began to eat out Becky's little pussy tasting the juices
flowing over her chin, and feeling her silky curls tickling her nose.
Becky ordered her to lick faster and faster till her tongue was
vibrating as quickly as Cinderella could make it go, causing Becky to
arch her back off the floor crying out in passion.
 

After Becky calmed down enough to get up and resume her seat, Anabela
took her place to be similarly administered to. Feeling utterly
exhausted and humiliated Cinderella was finally allowed to sit up.
 

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Her stepmother then continued their interrupted talk. "From this day
forward, you will be our servant you will obey instructions without
question, you will only speak when spoken to, and then only in a
respectful tone. You will also provide similar services to any of our
guests if they ask for it you will provide it, if they tell you to draw
them a bath you will do it, and if they want you to join them you will.
You will wear no clothes unless so ordered by one of us, and will
remove them immediately if told to do so.
 		
 
You will eat what we eat, but if you are bad you will be put on quarter
rations for punishment. The other servants you will also obey without
question, any sign of rebellion will be reported immediately and dealt
with at our earliest convenience. The servants are also allowed to
issue punishment to go with what we give out.
 

Any servant is above you, and they have been told as much and know that
they can do with you as they please. You may think of yourself as the
servants servant. The only time any of these rules don't apply is when
we have a male visitor then you are to be simply another of the
household servants.
 

You may be assured that you will not be used by any man, but instead
are strictly a toy for any woman to use as she sees fit. If there is
anything else you need to know you will be told then.
 

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The next morning after an extremely uncomfortable night sleeping on the
floor, Cinderella was rudely kicked awake by the cook. She was pulled
to her feet and told to help prepare breakfast for her stepmother and
sisters.
 		
 
She made a pot of porridge and squeezed some orange juice for each.
While she was busy working she could hear the cook explaining to the
other servants her recent downfall in life.
 

"She is here to help in anyway for any of us, be it job or personal,"
the cook explained, "you can tell her to do anything you desire as long
as Lady Camila has no need for her presence. You are not to give her
any clothing to wear, for she will not be allowed out side the manor
when any is required."
 

The cook turned to Cinderella and saw that she was finished, and told
her to serve the breakfast in her mothers room. She handed one of the
trays to her and sent her on her way.
 

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When she knocked on her stepmothers door, she was told to enter and
place it on the table. She saw after she opened the door her stepmother
still laying in her large bed rubbing her eyes sleepily.
 		
 
Her stepmother told her to come over to the bed and help her put on her
robe. Cinderella saw as the sheets were thrown back that she wasn't
wearing any night cloths but was nude under the covers.
 

Feel my tits," she told Cinderella who was standing behind her holding
open the robe, "go on I want to feel your hands caressing them."
 

"Good, now slide your hands lower and give my pussy a feel. Ah! Slide
your finger inside and rub my clit! Harder, harder, if you don't obey
me I'll make you regret it!"
 

Cinderella was pulled around front and pushed to her knees, and had her
face pressed against her stepmothers pussy. She started to lick her
pussy slowly, and could hear her stepmother starting gasp in pleasure.
 

After she had climaxed Camila knotted the sash on her robe and moved
over to the table where her breakfast was getting cold. Seeing
Cinderella moving to the door to leave she said, "Wait, I'm not
finished with you, Stand there and wait for me to finish eating."
 

After her stepmother was finished, Cinderella was called over to stand
by her. She started to feel Cinderella's breasts stroking and pinching
the nipples. Her hand then slid lower down and started to play with her
pussy, flicking her clit occasionally, then sliding her finger along
her slit.
 

Cinderella was then pulled around to face her stepmother directly. She
pressed her face into Cinderella's pussy and began to lick and suck on
Cinderella's hard clit, and slurping up the juices that were starting
to flow freely inside Cinderella's little pussy.
 

She began to gasp and moan from the pleasure that was being forced from
her body. Her pussy began to throb and her belly clenched as she
reached her climax.
 

 Cinderella was then pushed to her knees and had her face pressed into
her stepmothers lap. Sighing from the indecencies that were being
forced on her, she began once again to pleasure her stepmother.
 

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Later that day, Cinderella was again down in the kitchen helping the
cook make bread. After all the loaves were made and set aside to rise
the cook told her to clean herself up and come into the store room with
her.
 		
 
When Cinderella entered the room she saw that the cook had removed her
dress and was standing only in her chemise. The cook then told her to
come to her. She then reached around and began to feel Cinderella's
bottom. Her hand then slipped between her thighs to take possession of
her pussy.
 

"Get down an your knees and let me feel your tongue licking my pussy, I
want to be brought off three times non-stop, then if you do a good job
I'll return the favour."
 
		
Cinderella lifted up the front of the cooks chemise and put her face
against her hairy pussy and began to lick slowly. She was shocked to
find out how soon she came to obey such orders, and how much they
excited her.
 		
 		
She could feel her own pussy becoming wet from her arousal. Cinderella
pressed her face more firmly between the cooks thighs, licking the hard
fleshy clitoris beneath her darting tongue. Lifting her eyes, not
daring to stop her administrations, she could see the cooks face
flushed from lust, her eyes closed, and breathing rapidly, letting out
the occasional low moan.
 		
 
After she was sated the cook pushed Cinderella to lay on her back on
the stone floor. Reversing herself to Cinderella she put her face
between Cinderella's thighs, and her own over Cinderella's flushed face.
 

The cook began to lick Cinderella's juicy pussy savouring the taste of
her young pussy. Cinderella again with her tongue occupied was feeling
darts of pleasure from her throbbing pussy, and unsuccessfully stifling
a loud moan from escaping.
 

She climaxed just as the cook above her reached a fifth, then a sixth
climax of her own. Cinderella let her body slowly relax, as her heart
and breathing returned to normal.
 

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Days went on, some days Cinderella did no more than any other servant
would do, and others it seemed she did nothing but pleasure other
people, and in turn be pleasured her self.
 		
 
After about two weeks in her new life style, young Becky invited
several of her friends over for the weekend. Cinderella saw them come
and go around the house being very aware of the fact that she had no
clothing covering her body but forcing herself to act indifferent to
it. Becky who hadn't told her friends about Cinderella before hand was
enjoying their reactions of surprise, and frank appraisal.
 

That afternoon Cinderella was called to serve them all lunch on Becky's
balcony. After placing the sandwiches she had made and pouring each a
glass of chilled lemonade, with ice from the ice shed, she was told to
wait in the room for them to use her.
 

About twenty minutes later all the young girls walked into the room
seeing Cinderella waiting nervously by the bed. Becky and her friends
then began to take off their clothes till all five of them were as
naked as Cinderella herself was. They all began to kiss and fondle each
others breasts and stoke their own and each others pussy.
 

Becky and two others moved towards the bed and climbed on top of the
sheets. Becky had her face between one girls legs while her own pussy
was being eaten out by the other girl on the bed with them.
 

Becky began to pant as the girl behind her slid a finger inside her
pussy slowly stroking her clit with both tongue and finger, at the same
time the girls other hand was busy inside her own pussy stroking her
firm pleasure bud and sliding a finger inside. Becky was busy using her
own tongue to fuck the other girl's pussy making it even more wet with
saliva and pussy juices.
 

Becky's hands were under her squeezing her tits making the nipples
strand up firm. One hand then slid up and began to stroke the pussy
pressed against her face. All of them were moaning and panting in
pleasure and they all managed to fetch off almost together.
 

The other two girls were watching in excitement each sitting on a chair
with their legs spread displaying to Cinderella their hairy slits. Each
began sliding a long finger inside their pussy rubbing their clit with
a thumb. They then tuned to face Cinderella and called her over to them.
 

She slid to her knees and heard the long blond haired one say, "What do
you think Sal, think she could make us feel good?"
 

"I don't really know Deloris, but I'm sure willing to find out. Come
here and let me feel your tongue as far up my pussy as you can get it
Cinderella. Becky told us that we could use you as we all saw fit, and
I want to see how well you obey your betters."
 

Cinderella thrust her tongue up Sal's pussy, "Play with your self."
Deloris ordered.
 

Cinderella started to play with her firm young tits, pinching her hard
nipples, then moving both hands to her pussy she began frigging her
clit and the outer labia she was surprised at how wet her pussy was
knowing it wouldn't be long till she brought herself to climax.
 

After Sal was satisfied of Cinderella's sensual skills, Deloris
demanded her own turn on Cinderella's vibrating tongue. When Deloris
was finished Cinderella looked over and saw Becky and her two friends
watching with interest.
 

Becky called Cinderella over to them and Cinderella's two pleasure
companions came over with her. Cinderella was told to lay upon the bed
and spread her legs displaying her pussy to all present. Becky then
slid a long finger still wet from the other pussys she had just been
fingering, into Cinderella's throbbing slit. Chelcy a long haired blond
with large tits lowered her pussy onto Cinderella's face. Cinderella
thrust out her tongue and began to lick her clit.
 

Chelcy crouched above her cupped her hands over her own generous tits
and kneaded her flesh pinching the nipples between her fingers making
them hard. Deloris came up behind Chelcy, replacing the hands on her
tits with her own and took one of Cinderella's hands and placed her
fingers inside her pussy squeezing Cinderella's fingers inside.
 

Mindy, with her short brown hair slid her face under Becky's snatch and
began to eat her out while her hands were busy playing with her own
tits and pussy. Sal not wanting to be left out grabbed Cinderella's
other hand and thrust it into her own pussy and keeping hold of it
manipulated Cinderella's hand to bring herself off.
 

Cinderella lost count of how many times she and the others all climaxed
as they all changed positions time and again over the next hour.
 
