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Kristen - 10 (Mf-teen, reluc)
by StoryMaster (ridgeg@ix.netcom.com)

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By 6:00 PM Monday evening, Lynn and I were both pretty sure that
Kristen was not going to show up.  I telephoned her mother at 7:00.  

"Hi, Lyle, how are ya?...... Oh just fine thanks.... Say, is that sink
I repaired still draining OK?...... Great..Great....... Listen, the
reason I called is that Kristen didn't show up for her tutoring
session this afternoon, and I was wondering if she's OK?.......
Uh..huh...... Uh..huh...... I see...... Well, OK.  Tell her that if
she changes her mind, I'll be available for her....... OK, Lyle.  You
too........ Thanks, Lyle.  Bye bye."  

"Shit!" I said as I hung up the phone.  

"What?" asked Lynn from the couch.  

"Kristen's mother said that Kris was up in her room and didn't want to
talk to anyone.  She also said that Kris had mentioned yesterday
afternoon that she didn't think she was going to continue with her
tutoring.  She said she was doing much better in English Lit., and
thought she could handle the load now."  

"That's too bad," Lynn said sympathetically.  "So what are you going
to do?"

"Damn!" I muttered.  "I don't know.  I suppose I could send copies of
the first tape to her school and screw her over good, but I really
don't want to have to do that.  That will most certainly mark the end
of our æarrangement' with her.  Maybe I'll just give her a few more
days to worry about the consequences of her actions and see what
happens."  

"That sounds wise," Lynn agreed.

Thursday afternoon rolled around without so much as a peep from
Kristen.  I was quite angry by then, and had promised myself that I
would deliver copies of the revealing video tape to Kristen's school
library first thing Friday morning.  

The phone rang.  

"Hello," I answered....... Oh, Hi, Lyle..... Yup, just
fine.......How's Kris?  I kinda miss having her around...... <long
pause> ..... "Oh yeah, great, sure, Lyle, I'd be happy to....... Sure,
Lyle, I'll tell her.  Thanks...... See ya!"  

"Yes!!!"  I shouted out loud as I hung up the phone.  Just then my
friend, Lynn let herself in the front door.  "Hey," I said beaming her
a big smile.  

"Hi," Lynn said.  "My, my you sure look happy this afternoon.  What's
up?"  

"Kristen's mother just called and invited you and me to a surprise
party and dinner tomorrow evening to celebrate Kris' seventeenth
birthday."  

"Hmmmm," she mused.  "That should be interesting.  Who else is
invited?  Did she say?"  

"Well, she mentioned Kristen's boyfriend, Rick Miller, and a select
few of her school friends.  Listen, Lynn, you gotta help me with
this."  The beginnings of a plan were forming in my mind.  

"No problem," Lynn replied.  "Just let me know what you want me to
do."  I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening getting things
ready for the big party.

As Lynn and I drove up to Lyle and Kristen's house promptly at 7:00
PM, I noticed there were no cars at all in the drive.  

As we pulled up in front of the house, Lyle stuck her head out of the
front door and yelled, "Park around back in the trees."  

Lynn got out and went inside while I parked.  Later, I let myself in
the kitchen door to find Lynn and Lyle chatting.  "I see you two have
already gotten acquainted.  Hi, Lyle.  Good to see you," I said as I
walked over and gave her a hug.  "So, is anyone else here, and where's
the birthday girl?  I have a present for her."  I held up the nicely
wrapped, little package.

"A couple of Kristen's little friends are in the living room, and Kris
is out with Rick.  He helped us out by getting her out of the house
for an hour or two so we could get ready.  She should be home in about
ten minutes," Lyle said looking at her watch.  "Why don't you two go
in and say hello, while I finish in here."  

"Do you need any help?" Lynn asked politely.  

"No thanks, dear.  You go on in and enjoy yourselves."  

Lynn and I went into the living room and introduced ourselves to Patty
and Erica, two of Kristen's friends from her cheerleading squad.  Both
young ladies were lovely.  

We chatted for a minute when suddenly Lyle ran in and said excitedly,
"Lights out and everybody hide.  I see headlights coming down the
road."  

We dimmed the lights in the living room, and everyone hid behind the
furniture.  A few seconds later, the front door opened and in walked
Kristen followed by a dark haired guy.  Suddenly the lights came on,
and we all jumped up and hollered, "Surprise !!!"  

Kristen's hands flew to her face.  She was smiling brightly.  She
looked radiant, but when she saw Lynn and me standing in the corner
behind a big over stuffed chair, Kris paled visibly, but managed to
maintain her composure.  Then she reached out and took her boy
friend's hand.  

Lyle was beaming from the hall door.  Kris saw her there, ran to her
mother and hugged her.  

"Oh, Mom, you know how much I hate surprise parties," she said
playfully.  

"I know, dear, but Happy Birthday anyway," Lyle said smiling.  "I
couldn't invite all of your friends, you're so popular, but I did ask
your closest friends, Patty and Erica and of course you know Lynn and
our æhandy man'," she said smiling our way. Kristen turned back to the
living room.  

"Hi, Erica... Patty..  You guys," she said still smiling.  The two
young cheerleaders beamed.  "Hello," Kristen said demurely as she
turned toward Lynn and me.  

"Hello, Kristen, and Happy Seventeenth," I said smiling as I crossed
the room to her.  I grabbed her and hugged her warmly, before she knew
what was happening.  God, she still smelled great!  Her supple, young
body tensed, so  I let her go and smiled at the young man beside her.
"This must be Rick," I said sticking out my hand.  "Rick, you're a
lucky man," I said to the slightly dorky looking guy.  æWhat in the
hell does she see in him?' I wondered.  

"Hello, Rick said pleasantly as he took my hand in a ædead fish' grip.
"Kris mentioned that you were tutoring her in English after school,
and that was the reason I had seen so little of her lately.  I was
beginning to get jealous!" the young man said smiling.  

æIf you only knew, Rick old buddy!' I thought as I smiled back at him
pleasantly.  Then I said, "That's right, Rick.  Kris and I have a very
special understanding.  Don't we Kris?"

Kris looked away uncomfortably.

"Well, what can I get for everyone?" Lyle asked.

We all took a seat in the living room as Lyle brought out the drinks.
We chatted idly for a minute, then I said, "Kristen, I have a present
for you."  I handed her the wrapped box.  
She took it from me nervously.  She tried to smile for her friends,
but her hands shook slightly as she slowly unwrapped it.  

It was a video cassette.  

Kristen looked up at me with fear in her blue eyes.  "What's this?"
she asked in a little voice, her face somewhat pale.  

"Yeah, what is it?" her cute, little friend Erica asked.  

"Oh it's just a little something I put together myself," I said.  "You
see, I'm an amateur videographer and like to dabble in all sorts of
stuff."  

"Cool," said Erica enthusiastically.  

"There's a lot of new stuff on this tape that I thought you might
like, Kris," I said to the now trembling teenager.  She tried to
smile.  

"Thh.. Thanks," she said, "I'll be sure to play it later."  

"No, let's see it now!" Erica chimed in.

I gave Kristen a sly smile but said nothing.  I wanted to see her dig
her way out of this one.  

Just then, Lyle walked in and said, "Dinner in fifteen minutes."   I
thought Kris was going to faint from relief.  Her Mom had unknowingly
baled her out of a truly tight situation.  

Kristen immediately took advantage of the lull in conversation and
said, "Well, I guess the video will just have to wait."  

I noticed young Kris looking around for a safe place to stash the
"hot" tape.  Rick had, in the mean time, excused himself and gone to
the kitchen to help Lyle make last minute preparations while Lynn
engaged Patty and Erica in a conversation about school.  Kristen found
her moment to exit and headed upstairs to hide her present.  

After a minute or two, I left on the pretense of checking on dinner
and quickly slipped up the stairs to Kristen's door.  I walked in
without knocking.  

Kristen turned from her dresser as she closed the top drawer.  She saw
me standing in the door and paled.  

"What do you want?" she said, trying to appear brave and self-assured.


"You know what I want, Kris," I said as I closed the door.  She began
to tremble visibly as I walked over to her.  She jerked away from me
as I tried to place a hand on her cheek.  

"Don't touch me!" the frightened, little blond said venomously.

"I've missed you Kris," I murmured.  "Did you forget about our little
agreement?  If your mother hadn't called yesterday afternoon to invite
me to your birthday party, I was going to have to  put ten copies of
our video of you and Lynn into the main checkout rack at your school's
library this very day.  I would have hated to do that."  

"I don't care," she said softly.  

"Sure you care, Kris.  I know you do.  I think you are just trying to
see how far you can push me, aren't you?"  She said nothing.  "Well
now you know how far.  This is it, Kristen!  That tape that you just
stashed in your dresser drawer is even better than the first one.  I
know because I have been watching a copy of it for the past several
days.  I hadn't realized just how good you look on film before.  You
really do have a lovely, little body, and you look so hot when you
cum!"  

Kristen began to shake harder as her face flushed with anger.  "So now
what?" she practically shouted at me.  

"Keep it down, baby," I said.  "We wouldn't want the others to hear.
I want you back, Kris.  I want you at my house every day just like
last week.  I want you naked in my house so I can fuck you whenever I
feel like, and I want you to tell Rick to take a hike!"  

"What?" the unhappy teenager cried.

"You heard me," I said.  "He doesn't look like your type anyway.  He's
too much of a dork to be with a hot, little number like you, Kris."  

"I can't do that," she whined.  "Rick loves me." she said.  

"Do you love him?" I asked  

"Well, kinda," she replied looking at her feet.  

"That's what I thought," I replied smugly.  "You need someone to light
you up, young lady, and Rick just can't seem to get the fire started.
Not like I can, right?"  She flushed hotly.  "So, no more games, you
will be at my house tomorrow or else!"  She hung her head meekly.
"Good, now let's get back down to your party."  

Kris started to push past me when I said, "Oh, one more thing...."  

"What?" she said turning.  I could plainly see the fear and
apprehension on her lovely face.  

"Where is my butt plug?" I asked.  "I feel pretty certain that it is
not still in place is it?"  She shook her head.  "Where is it then?"  

"I threw it away," she admitted in a frightened voice.  

"Uh..huh," I said.  "Well," I went on.  "No big deal, I guess."  She
looked momentarily relieved.  "You see, I have brought you a second
birthday present that I wanted to give to you in private."  
I smiled...Kristen paled.

I took the Zip-Lock bag out of my blazer pocket.  Inside was a small
white, plastic cylinder covered with K/Y Jelly.  It was about 3/4 of
an inch in diameter and 2 1/2 inches long.  Both ends of the cylinder
were rounded so that it resembled a large gel-cap.  Kristen gazed at
the device in horror.  

Inside the small cylinder were several complex, electronic components
including as small transceiver, a tiny oscillator set to vibrate at
about 20 Hz, a compact circuit board containing some pretty
sophisticated miniature, high power capacitors, a micro-processor
controlled voltage regulator and a long life, lithium power cell
capable of powering the device for up to one year.  All of the
components were sealed in the small, hard, plastic container which was
completely impervious to damage from moisture, shock or magnetic
fields.  It was also designed to be "stealthy" as far as most security
metal detectors were concerned.  

The unit, designed to be inserted either into the vagina or rectum,
was capable of putting out low frequency vibrations for varying
lengths of time depending on the setting input into the small, remote
transceiver disguised as a cellular phone that I had in my other
pocket.  It could also deliver pulsed, electric shocks when a certain
key was depressed.  The two tiny transceivers, one in the remote and
one in the device, were capable of "talking to one another" over a
range of approximately 20 miles, the keying signals being piggy-backed
sub-audibly onto a local ham radio club 440 MHZ repeater system.  The
unit also had a "failsafe" feature that would activate an alarm in the
remote should the device "find itself" removed for more than a couple
of minutes after its initial activation from an environment with an
ambient temperature of approximately 98.5 degrees Fahrenheit.

I held the clear, plastic bag up so the young girl could get a better
look at it.  

"This is our new little "reminder", Kristen," I said to the frightened
teenager.  "We won't be needing the butt plug anymore, although I do
expect you to replace it.  Now, Kris, I want you to turn around, put
your hands on your dresser and spread your legs.  You know the drill.
Then I am going to place this device deep inside your vagina where I
expect it to remain until I remove it.  Do I make myself clear?"  She
stared first at the device in the bag and then up at me in shocked
disbelief.  

"Ohhhhhh.. Noooooooo... Pleassssssse... Not Again....," she wailed!
"I promise I'll come over tomorrow.  I'll do anything you want,
anything!  Just please don't put that thing inside me,
pleassssseee..!"  

"Bend over Kris," I said calmly.  "Do it now.  We are running out of
time, and I want to show you how it works before we re-join your
friends downstairs."  

Kris started to sob but slowly turned and put her hands on her dresser
top.  Then she moved her feet apart and back from the dresser as she
bent over.  She was wearing a pretty party dress that hung down below
her knees.  I set the device in it's bag down on the dresser top and
bent down.  I gathered her pretty dress up past her narrow waist then
let it rest on her back.  She was sobbing more as I looked at her
beautiful, round ass barely covered by a pair of very brief, pink,
satin panties with a nice, lacy, little waist band.  "Pretty panties,"
I commented as I tugged them down just below her ass cheeks.  

"Spread your legs a little wider, baby," I said as I placed one hand
on one of her warm, inner thighs.  She gasped at my touch.  "Yeah,
baby.  You remember how much you like to be touched, don't you."  

"Ohhhhhh...," she whined pitifully.  As she spread her legs for me,
stretching her little panties tight on her thighs, I slipped my hand
between and cupped her warm pussy.  

"Ohhh.. Goddd," she moaned.  The young girl was incredibly hot down
there.  I had missed touching her so much.  I also made a mental note
that she needed a shave.  I started to rub her as I looked up at her
in the mirror.  "That's my girl," I said.  "I really missed your sweet
pussy, Kris.  I really missed touching you and feeling you get warm
for me."  She groaned louder as I slipped a finger into her pussy slit
and began to rub.  She was actually beginning to get a little damp.  I
moved my finger to her vaginal entrance and pushed inside.  

"Uuugghhhh," Kristen grunted as her back arched.  

"Oh, yeah, baby.  You missed me too, didn't you?" I said as I slowly
fucked my finger in and out of her tight pussy.  After a minute or two
she was reasonably wet inside.  "OK, honey," I said.  "I think your
little pussy is ready for my toy now." 

"Nooo, please," Kris cried as she tried to stand up.  I put a hand
between her shoulder blades and pushed her back down on the dresser
top. 

"Hold still, Kristen," I commanded.  She sobbed some more.  

I removed the unit from the Zip-Lock and almost dropped the slippery
little bugger as I moved my hand down between the teenager's spread
thighs.  

"Poke your sweet, little ass out some for me, Kris."  She whined, but
complied.  I rubbed one thumb in between her small, glistening labia,
spreading them slightly, exposing the pink insides of the tight
entrance to her interior.  As I placed the rounded end of the device
against her pussy lips she gasped and flinched.  "Hold still," I said.
I gave her a little slap on the ass.  She squeaked.  

"Uggghhhh...," Kristen grunted as I pushed the small, white cylinder
into her.  It slid in easily in spite of her tightness.  

As the other rounded end disappeared inside the young girl, I followed
it with my middle finger.  I felt her strong pussy muscles spasm as I
pushed the plastic device as far up into her as I could possibly
reach.  I slowly withdrew my finger from her quivering hole, then
pushed back into her a few more times, gently fucking her.  After I
finally pulled out, I rubbed her warm pussy for several minutes before
reaching down and pulling her panties up.  I patted her on the butt
and said, "OK, honey you can stand up now.  That wasn't so bad was
it?"  

Slowly Kristen rose to a stand.  She smoothed her dress down and
shifted her hips as she tried to adjust herself around the foreign
object in her vagina.  

"Don't worry, baby, you'll get used to it in time," I said as I took
the remote out of my pocket and flipped the tiny switch marked "Arm".
"Why after tonight, I'll bet you won't even know it's there, unless,
of course, I do this."  I held the remote up so she could watch and
pressed the pulse key.  

Kristen's big, blue eyes practically bulged out of her head as her
mouth flew open and her head flew back.  Her knees locked tightly
together and her back arched as she let out a deep guttural grunt.
"Uuugggggghhhhh!!!!"  Then she dropped to her knees in front of me.

I released the key instantly so she only received a one second pulse.
It was really not enough energy to hurt her at all.  As a matter of
fact, Lynn had been willing to test it out for me earlier and found it
to be quite pleasurable after she knew what to expect.  Kristen looked
up at me in shock. (No pun intended)  

"Nice little gadget isn't it, baby," I said.  

"How did you do that?" she gasped.  I helped her up.  

"With this trusty remote," I said smiling. "It can also do this," I
said.  

"No wait," she said as I quickly keyed in 0.25 and hit "Enter".  

Kristen's eyes slowly got wider, then her hands flew to her lower
abdomen.  She started to whimper as she began to rub her knees
together.  She could barely stand still by the time the 15 second
period ended and the vibrations emanating from deep inside her womb
ceased.  

"That was 15 seconds worth, baby.  I can program in any amount of time
up to 999 minutes.  Wanna go for the record?" I said grinning at the
panting, young girl.  

"How...? when...?" Kris stuttered total confused.  

"It's quite a little miracle of technology, isn't it?  I can activate
it any time from practically anywhere.  It will also ætell me' if you
try to remove it, although I doubt if you will be able to without
special tools.  At least I won't have to worry about you throwing it
away.  The young teenager stood there completely flabbergasted.
"Well, now that my little demonstration is over, I think we should go
back downstairs.  You have guests, Kristen."  I turned and left the
room.

I went directly to the kitchen to see what was going on with chow.  

"Ah, here you are," said Lyle.  "Are you all set?"  

"I sure am, Lyle.  I'm starved," I said grinning.  

"Why don't you and Rick help carry stuff out to the dining room and
I'll go call the troops," she said.  

"No problem, glad to," I replied.  Picking up a big platter of
asparagus, I headed into the dining room. 

We all got settled around the table.  I was seated between Patty and
Erica.  The two girls babbled across me ceaselessly throughout the
meal.  Lynn and Kristen were seated across from us while Rick and Lyle
were at either end.  It was a really good dinner.  I hadn't had a
good, home cooked meal in quite some time, and Lyle was an excellent,
country cook.  Idle chatter ran rampant as we all ate slowly.  

About half way through the meal, the little transceiver in my jacket
pocket chirped just like a cellular phone receiving a call.  This was
a little feature I had programmed in for just such an occasion.
Kristen eyed it nervously as I pulled it out of my pocket.  I smiled
sweetly at her and then said, "Excuse me, everyone.  Now who could be
calling me at this hour?"  

I keyed in 3 and hit "Enter".  

"Hello," I said into the fake phone.  "Hmm, no one there.  You never
know about these cellular phones," I commented to no one in particular
as I placed the tiny transceiver on the table beside my plate.  

Kristen, who had been about to take a bight of scalloped potatoes,
quickly put her fork down on the edge of her plate.  Her eyes grew
wider as she dropped her hands into her lap below the edge of the
table.  Kris sat there for a moment staring blankly without saying a
word.  No one seemed to notice except for me that she had at first
paled slightly, but now her pretty face was beginning to take on a
nice, healthy glow.  She began to squirm in her seat a bit as she
pressed her shoulders back against the back of her chair.  She
shivered once and looked around the table sheepishly.  I smiled
knowingly at her as I imagined her pussy beginning to get wet.  Hell,
she was probably already spotting those pretty, pink, satin panties.
I figured about two minutes had passed when Kris let out an almost
imperceptible little moan and rolled her big, blue eyes.  

"My, Kristen... you are looking absolutely radiant tonight," I said to
the slowly squirming teen.  She blushed as all eyes looked toward her.


"Th..thank you," she said in a slightly husky voice.  She reached out
a trembling hand for her water glass.  As she brought it to her lips,
her shoulders suddenly relaxed and she slumped forward slightly,
sighing into her glass.  ‘I'll bet Kristen was hot as a three minute
egg,' I thought as I gave her about a minute to recuperate.  

I turned to Lyle and said, "Kristen tells me she wants to start up her
tutoring again tomorrow.  Is that OK with you, Lyle?"  

"Whatever Kris needs to keep up her honor roll status," her mother
replied.  "Listen, I feel I should compensate you somehow for the time
you spend with her," she went on.  I just smiled sweetly and said,
"Kristen's company is compensation enough for me."  

"Alright," Lyle said smiling warmly.  "But if you change your mind,
you will let me know?"  

"No problem," I said as I looked over at Kris.  She sat staring at me
in disbelief.   I picked up the "phone" again.  "I think maybe I'll
just turn this thing off, so it can't disturb us again," I said as I
again punched 3 and hit the "Enter" key.  Kristen immediately sat bolt
upright in her seat.  She looked directly at me with a pleading
expression.  I just smiled as I watched her begin to heat up.  I
fantasized what it might be like to fuck the young teenager while my
"reminder" had its way with her.  Maybe I would have to try that.
There should be enough room provided I didn't fuck her too deeply.
When Kristen began to perspire, her mother looked over at her.  

"Are you alright, dear," Lyle asked, noticing that Kris looked mildly
distressed?  

‘I know why,' I thought.  ‘I'll bet she's about to cum right here at
the dinner table.'  

Kristen's little hips were actually beginning to grind in her seat
when she gave a little gasp.  

"It's so hot in here," she said as her hands again disappeared into
her lap. Her eyes closed momentarily and she gave a long, hard shiver.
I'll bet she was about to slide right off her chair she was so wet.
The timer expired. 
"Ohh..god!" she breathed heavily leaning forward onto the table. She
fought to get her composure back. "I really had a dizzy spell," Kris
said to every one at the table." 

"I can give you something for that," I offered smiling at her. 

"No.. No thank you, I'll be fine. I just need some air." She excused
herself from the table and walked out of the dining room. Rick got up
and went after his sweet fiancé, as I heard the front door open and
then close. 

"I hope she's OK, I said to Lyle." 

"Oh, she'll be alright," Lyle said smiling at me. "It's just all the
excitement." 

"Yeah, you're probably right," I agreed smiling.

The rest of the evening went about as expected. I "buzzed" Kristen a
couple of more times while she was opening her presents. I'm pretty
sure she had an orgasm the second time around. 
At one point just after Patty and Erica left, I managed to get Kris
alone again in the kitchen. Lynn had aided in this endeavor by
cornering Rick into a boring conversation about computers and the
Internet. 

"So, how do you like our new little reminder'?" I asked the birthday
girl once I had her alone." 

No reply. 

"It looked to me like you had at least one orgasm while you were down
on the floor with your friends." I smiled at the unhappy teen. This
time she gave me a hateful stare. "Well, I have certainly enjoyed the
evening, and I know that deep inside you had a good time too, Kris.
So, I'll see you tomorrow then, right?" 

"OK," she said dejectedly. 

"Be there, Kristen! This time no games! Have you told Rick to get lost
yet?" 
"No, not yet," she said softly, staring at her feet. Well, I think he
at least understands that you will again be spending your afternoons
and evenings with me, so you can string him along if you want to for
awhile, that's up to you, but eventually I expect you to dump him." 

"I know," Kris said more resigned. 

"Good," I said, "That's more like it. Well, Lynn and I have to go, so
I'll see you tomorrow." 

"OK," came her soft reply. 

I took a quick look around and seeing no one coming, I put my hand
behind her head and pulled her mouth to mine. At first she struggled,
but finally she relaxed and let me kiss her. Kristen didn't exactly
kiss me back as she had in the past while in the throws of passion,
but she didn't try to prevent me from putting my tongue into her sweet
mouth, either. "Mmmmmm," she tasted like heaven.

Continued..

