Cordelia's Story Rom, Mg, Fg, pedo 12 years old, Mfg, anal, mild scat,
BDSM, first, oral, mast, incest.  If stories about a 12 year old having sex
with a man and a woman offend you read no further and hit the delete key
now.  If not read how Cordelia learns about sex and the wonders of BDSM
from her Aunt Hope and Dutch Uncle Dean.  Come see how a young girl
blossoms into a well trained sexpert.  (Sexpert one who is an expert at
sex.)

   She stood in front of the full length mirror and held the red velvet
dress against her body.  The soft velvet caressed her skin as she cupped
the fitted top to her newly developed breast.  Her red-golden locks matched
the color of the garment.  Her hair hung down loses and came past her
shoulders to the center of her back.  She trembled as she recalled the
touch of her pseudo-uncle's hands.

   Cordelia looked on her bed and saw the rest of the outfit.  There was a
lacy sheer scarlet bra lying next to a pair of crimson real silk bikini
panties.  Thigh high black textured silk stockings were draped over the
bright green grass of a meadow on which a herd of brown and black horses
raced across the comfort's surface.

   She still had a teardrop on her cheek.  She had just had an angry
confrontation with her ultra-religious mother.  Her mother felt the
clothing was not appropriate for a twelve year old girl.  Cordelia had
received the clothing and several other similar expensive outfits from her
Aunt's boyfriend.  Her Aunt was coming in a few minutes to pick her up. 
They were going down to Indianapolis to see an off Broadway production of
Cats or so the child's family thought.  They were in fact going to dine out
at an expensive downtown restaurant atop The Hyatt Regency Hotel.  Then
they were going to spend the night in the penthouse suite.  Her Uncle Dean,
Aunt Hope, and Cordelia were going to get to know one another much better
this night.

   The young girl had a costly makeup kit hidden in her purse.  Her mother
would not have let her child out of the house if she had "painted her face
like a hussy".  It took the intervention of her father to allow the child
to ware the clothes.  Aunt Hope would help her apply the makeup once they
had left Cordelia's house.

   She thought of her older Uncle.  He had always listened to her when they
were at family outings or gathered at her great-grandfathers farm for the
holidays.  He would tease her and play tickle monster.  She found it
exciting and a little naughty when he let his hands stay in contact with
her tinder breast or rub against her vagina.

   Last Thanksgiving they had taken a long walk into the woods on the farm.
He had asked her about school.  She chatted bringing him up to date on her
school life.  He held her hand.  The weather was very mild that November.
It was warm and she unzipped her pink coat that he had gotten for her on
her birthday.  In fact all of the clothing she had on he had gotten for
her. He had bought even the cotton panties which were just a little damp.
They had played in the house and while they were in a pile with the other
children he had fondled her to wetness.  The child had clamped her legs on
his hand and moved her hips to grind his fingers against her clitoris.  One
of the adults told the kids to settle down and leave Uncle Dean alone.

   She remembered how in the warm sunlight he had pulled her to him and
told her how wonderful and sexy she was.  He kissed her ear while his hands
slid under her coat.  She had on a white cotton blouse that was a little
too large for her.  It allowed his hands easy access to her budding breast.
She did not then ware a bra as her mother thought she was too young to need
one.

   Her young body responded to his touch.  Her nipples became erect and
firm.  She trembled in joy with the forbidden pleasures he was giving her.
Her panties were not just moist but wet.

   "Oh dear you are so soft and wonderful.  I love you in a special way. 
There is the old shed.  It will be more privet if we go in there.  I want
to touch you here." Dean said as he slid his hand down the front of her
pants.

   "You won't hurt me will you Uncle Dean?" The child asked afraid of the
pain her mother had told her sex involved.

   "Oh no dear I am not going to put anything inside of your wonderful
body. This is not the place for you to experience the joy of becoming a
woman.  We may do that sometime but not here.  There are so many other
things I want to do for you.  I can give your body such thrills and good
feelings that they will make your head spin and your panties even wetter
than they are now." He said as he rolled his thumb over her sensitive
clitoris.  The child shuttered and let him lead her into the old shack.

   Dean had planned this outing in advance.  He had cleaned the shack out
and stashed an old but clean sleeping bag in a crate.  He had covered the
two windows with sheets of pre-cut plywood as the glass had been broken out
years ago.  Dean did not want anyone spying on them as he molested this
sweet child.  He carried some spiced oil in a small bottle in his pocket.

   "You are not going to make a baby with me?  I don't want a baby in my
tummy.  That would be a sin and Mother would kill me and you!" Cordial said
with alarm becoming frightened and drawing away from his touch.

   "No dear I am not going to put my penis in your body.  That is called
intercourse.  There are many other words for what a man and a woman do when
they have sex.  I will not do anything you don't want me to do.  I will
never force you to do anything.  I love you dear.  I want to show you the
joy my body can bring to yours.  What I want to do is to kiss you down
here. I will lick you and make it feel very good.  If you don't like it I
will stop and we can go on our walk or we can go back to the house.  You
know that you can not tell anyone other than Aunt Hope what I have done
with you.  You are not a bad child.  If you tell anyone else I could go to
jail.  I don't think that what we are doing is wrong but others may." He
said as he knelt down to look at her eye to eye.  He knew that it was less
threatening to a child if the adult was not looming over them.

   "Oh I know that!  There are things you just do not tell others.  I will
never tell on you.  I..., I love you Dean.  I love you like a woman loves a
man not just like I love my other Uncles and Aunts.  You are different. 
You make me feel alive and special.  I just don't want a baby.  I am afraid
of getting pregnant." She said as she hugged him.

   "Cordelia you can not get a baby if I do not put my penis in your
vagina. I kissing your vagina will not make a baby come.  The sperm from my
body must mix with an egg from your body in your womb.  If the sperm does
not get in your womb a baby can not be made in you.  A baby in you would be
a very bad thing right now.  Let's go inside and we can talk about this. 
It is more privet and no one can see what we are doing." He said as he led
her inside and shut the door then locked it by putting a bar across it.

   It was dark inside after the brightness of the late fall sunshine.  Dean
turned on a battery powered lamp he had placed under the old cot.  He led
the child to the cot.  He quickly spread the sleeping bag over the cot.

   "I will keep my penis in my pants.  You don't have to touch it or even
look at it if you don't want to.  It will be easier if I take off your coat
and other clothes.  Do you want me to undress you or would you like to take
them off for me?" He said as he knelt and kissed her on the cheek.

   "You do it.  I am too afraid.  Hurry before I change my mind." She said
shivering with anticipation of the naughty delights he had promised her.

   Dean took off her coat and laid it on a crate at the end of the cot. 
She lifted her arms for him as he pulled her blouse and short T-shirt over
her head not unbuttoning her blouse.  He kissed each of her breasts.  He
quickly pulled her pants down leaving her wet panties on for now.  She
stepped out of them and he made sure they were right side out.  He pulled
her shoes off but left her stockings on.

   Dean scooped her up in his arms and then laid her on the cot.  He knelt
beside her and fondled her body.  He pulled her face to his and kissed her
full on the lips.  He pulled back and asked her to open her mouth.  She
did. He kissed her this time letting his tongue enter her sweet mouth.  The
tip of his probing tongue met hers.  After a few moments of hesitation she
answered his play with her own.

   Dean's skilled hands found her tinder swelling breast and gently stroked
and caressed each one.  She arched her back as these new joys filled her
mind and body.  She kissed him harder bringing her hands around his head
and pulling him into her.  His long gray streaked beard tickled her face.

   They broke their embrace.  He moved from her lips to her breast.  He
suckled each in turn as his hand slid under her panties and pressed into
the folds of her mound of flesh.  She shuddered with the unexpected delight
his hands and mouth were giving her.

   Dean lifted the waist band of Cordial's panties and pulled down on them.
The child lifted her hips to ease the removal of the only thing between her
pussy and his mouth.  If his mouth felt that good on her boobies she sure
as hell wanted it on her down there.  He pealed them off her long soft
silky legs and then pulled off her nipple.  He sniffed deeply at the wet
crotch of the panties.

   Dean had the child sit up.  He swung her legs over the cot and had her
lay back with her legs open.  Her feet were on the floor.  He looked at the
puffy undeveloped lips of her young vagina.  Wetness glistened in the pale
blue light of the lantern.  He touched her mound and spread its short lips.
The hood of her clitoris was pink and tiny.  The entrance to her womanhood
was a darker pink leading to the red of her vagina.  Dean took the spiced
oil from his pocket and rubbed between his hands getting the oil hot.  He
rubbed the hot oil over her pussy and ass.

   "OH MY GOD!  What is that?  It makes me feel so warm.  Oh it feels good.
Oh it burns a little.  Lick it off me quick!  The child cried as she pushed
her mound to his face.

   He put his face between her legs and opened his mouth.  He took a deep
breath inhaling the wondrous scents of her young body.  His tongue flicked
over her crack and she jumped at the shock it sent through her body.  Dean
began licking her from the bottom of her slit to the top.  He felt the thin
hair just starting to develop on her mound.  He blew on her pussy.  His hot
breath felt heavenly to the young child.

   She was very wet.  He made her wetter.  He began to hum sending
sensations vibrating deep into her crotch.  She arched her back and called
out.

   "Oh God what are you doing to me?  Oh it feels so good.  Oh my.  Oh my
.....OH myyyyyyyyyieee." She said as she experienced her first orgasm
induced by someone other than herself.  She had played with herself even
though her mother told her it was a sin.

   Dean sent her over the edge of her personal cliff again.  She dug her
hands in his long hair and pulled her legs off the floor and wrapped them
around his neck.  She began to hump his face.  She was a natural at this
sex thing.

   He started vibrating his lips.  His wet mouth was pulsating on her even
wetter pussy.  His tongue lapped her juices and his lips made her pump out
more.  She was lost to a chain of bone crushing joy popping girl delighting
orgasms.  Her face was flush and her skin wet with perspiration.  She was
thrashing her head messing up her hair.  It was a good thing Dean had
brought a brush and some Wet Ones towels to clean the child up with.

   He worked her hard for a few more moments and let her come down.  He
sent her up again until she cried out.  "Oh, oh ok, ok, okayyyy!!  I.... 
Can't...  take....  Any....more.  Oh my god."

   "I love you dear one.  I am so happy that I can make you feel so
wonderful.  Roll over please.  I want to lick your bottom.  It will feel
good also, but not as good as when I eat your pussy.  Pussy is a privet
word we use when we are along or with Aunt Hope.  OK?" Dean said as he
helped her roll over.  He and her stand on the floor and bend down on the
cot.  This positioned her sweet pinkish anus at the right height for him to
clean and probe with his tongue.

   Cordelia was not too sure about having her poop hole licked.  But it did
feel kind of nice whenever she washed it with a soft cloth.  It was alright
with her if Uncle Dean wanted to lick her ass.

   He rubbed the bubble butt that was thrust up into the air.  He wanted to
photograph her nude body but knew that was a bad idea.  He never had those
kinds of images of his child lovers around.

   Her anus was a tiny thigh ring with small ridges.  He sniffed her bottom
and was glad to smell just a hint of her last movement still clinging to
her soft backside.  He pulled her ass open and got her anus to relax just a
bit.  He flicked his tongue over her hole and was rewarded with the taste
of her poop.

   He rimmed her ass and hummed and then pounded it with his lips.  She
pushed back against him as this new sensation was thrilling.  He let one of
his hands glide down to her vagina.  He pushed a well manicured index
finger into her body.  He got it in as far as one knuckle when he
encountered her hymen.  He wiggled his finger and felt that it was not
intact but ragged and torn but still baring his entry into the child.

   He licked her ass and then pushed a little harder into her pussy.  She
cried out as she felt a pinch of pain in her "down there." There was a
slight burning sensation then it passed.  She could feel his finger in her
hole.  Her vagina clung to the invading digit and as he moved it she came
again.  He slowly pushed his finger all the way in her body.

   He let the walls of her pussy relax and then began to move his finger in
a small circle.  He made larger movements as her pussy stretched to
accommodate his intruding finger.

   "Cordelia are you ok?  How does my finger feel in you pussy?  Do you
like it dear?" He said as stopped sucking her ass for a moment and finger
banged the child to another climax.

   "I...  Am....Fine.  Oh my.  Ohhooo my.  I like that.  Rube my pussy!"
She said as she giggled after she said a naughty word.  Her mother would
have made her suck on a bar of Ivory soap for ten minutes for saying such a
nasty word.  If she knew what they were doing there would not be enough
soap in the state to clean that mess up.

   "I want to put my other finger in your bottom.  I can rub the two of the
together inside of you.  Lots of little girls I play with love the feeling.
Your Aunt Hope goes wild when I do it to her.  Just relax and pretend that
you are going potty.  If you fart it is ok.  Farting is a natural part of
our bodies.  This may make you feel like you have to poop.  That is ok to.

   Ok now here we go.  Oh yes that is a good girl.  Oh!  See it is all the
way in you.  Feel that?  My fingers are touching inside of you.  Oh my I
can feel you cumming dear.  Now I am going to have to lick your ass and
pussy clean.

   Lie down on the cot on your back and bring your legs up to your head. 
That is right just like that.  Oh my here I come...." Dean said as he
lifted her body and first cleaned her pussy and then got his tongue in her
rectum.  He had her over the edge again.  He drank her girl juice and got
her to feed him just a small amount from her bowel.

   He let her come down as he held her body and stroked her face and hair.
He used the wet wipes to clean her body and his face.  He brushed her hair
and helped her get dressed.  He rolled the sleeping bag up and hid it in an
old crate along with the lantern.  They listen at the door to see if they
could hear anyone outside.  They did not hear anyone.  Dean opened the door
and took a quick look around.

   He did not see anyone.  Cordelia and he walked back down the lane
towards the barn.  He checked her appearance once again to insure that
nothing was out of place.  She looked just like the bounding cheerful
twelve year old she was.

   She hugged him and then pulled away.  "Bet I can beat you to the house!"
She laughed as she scampered down the two track dirt road towards the brick
house on the hill.

   He made a show of running after her but did not put too much into the
race.  For one thing she had gotten quite a bit of his energy between her
wonderful legs, for another he was closing in on sixty.  His days of foot
races had long passed.  He was glad that she was running it would explain
her flushed face and some what wrinkled clothing.

   She ran past the kennels and the dogs went wild.  They barked at her to
stop and take them from their cages to run and play with her.  She sped on
not stopping to play with the dogs.  She let out a whoop as she ran in the
back porch of the house.  Dean was a full minuet behind her.  He panted
some, without acting too awfully much.

   "Where have you two been?  We were just about to send out the dogs to
find you both." Faith Hope's mother and Cordelia's grandmother asked as
they were just gathering around the extend table in the living room of the
farmhouse.

   "We went way past the shed and raced back.  I beat Uncle Dean and now he
has to kiss me in front of everybody.  Gime' my kiss slowpoke." She teased
him sticking her tongue out at him and winking at the same time.  That was
a sure sign that she liked him a lot.

   "Auggg Me rather kiss dog butt." Dean said as he grabbed one of the
house spaniels back side and gave it a mock kiss.

   Cordelia stamped her foot and cried.  "Dad did you hear what Uncle Dean
said about me!  Make him pay up.  I won fair and square!  He owes me a
kiss." She said crossing her arms and blocking the doorway.

   "Get it from the dog." Ken her younger brother said laughing in no way
missing a chance to get in a dig in there never ending sibling rivalry.

   "Stop that 'Delia' and come set down to dinner.  You set next to your
brother here." Faith said just about running out of patients with the
child. Well with 25 people gathered in the small living room and all of the
cooking she had done it was understandable that she was a bit on edge.

   "But I want to sit next to Uncle Dean and Aunt Hope!  He said I could.
Didn't you Uncle Dean?" She said giving one of her best Cordelia pouts. 
They were known far and wide across three counties.

   "If it is all right with you Faith she can.  I did tell the child that
she could set next to us." He said as he put his arms around the child. 
She shocked the room by nestling against him.

   "Ok for the peace of the moment it is ok.  Stony you sit next to Ken. 
Come on all of you before I it chuck it all out to the pigs." The wide
bodied older woman said as she went to get the last dish for the feast.

   Cordelia sat between Hope and Dean.  When they all joined hands to pray
she was fingering both of their palms.  She had her head bowed but more to
stifle the giggling she felt inside.  Victor her father led the prayer. 
Dean and Hope were pagans but they played along with the rest of the mostly
farmer families.

   The table was a bit too small for all the folks gathered around it. 
They all sat very close to one another.  This let Dean's hand fall easily
onto Cordelia's lap.  She had a large red cloth napkin spread over her lap.
She lifted it for him and let his hand slide into her panties.  They were
sitting close to the table with their legs under the long tablecloth. 
Unless someone was under the table they could not see the hand play going
on.

   Cordelia's eyes widened when her Aunt's hand joined them under the
table. The child went from one to the other exploring open crotches and wet
sex organs.  They managed to finish the feast without one of the females
moaning out during an orgasm.

   Dean pulled out the tickets for Cats from his jacket pocket.  "Hay Vick,
I have an extra ticket for Cats down in Indy on the 27th of December.  Hope
and I would love to take Delia here with us.  It is a long way to Indy and
the show gets out late.  We will be staying over night down at the Hyatt.
If it is ok I will need to pick her up about 7:00 AM so we can make the
drive there.  It is that or we go a day earlier."

   Dean was the money man in the clan, well next to Jean's husband Phil. 
He was an architect and built dams and hydroelectric plants around the
world.  They were not here because he was living for the next two years in
Israel working on a seawater desalination plant.

   "Let me ask the boss.  Windy Dean want's to take Delia down to Indy to
see a play after Christmas." He said calling into the kitchen as she was
helping with the dishes.

   "I don't know Victor.  Reverend Black says that Indianapolis is a sinful
city.  There are Negros there and all manner of heathen goings on.  I need
to pray on it." She said falling back on her favorite stalling line.

   "Christ Windy it is Indy not Sodom and Gomorra.  Cats won seven Tonies
for heaven sakes.  Let the child have some fun while she is still young."
Salty Grandfather Kenny said from the end of the table.  He was 97 and was
too old to take shit from anyone.  That is if he was remembering what shit
was this day.  "I remember back it 37.  I took Faith; no let's see it was
Jenney down to Indy to see the hog show.  I had the number one sow in all
the sate that year.  There was this fellow, named Bill Boson.  He had a sow
that no one could get to the ring.  Well I took my oak cane and whooped her
a good one on the snout.  She charged me quick.  I let my leg go loose and
she hit it and ran past.  Well she had never seen anything like that for
sure......" He was off on one of his famous stories and would tell it to
the end.  Windy threw up her hands in surrender and acquiesced to the idea.
Kenny was still telling his story when the last visitor left the farm.

   Cordelia put down her dress and then pulled on her silk panties.  She
rolled the long stockings on her legs.  They had an elastic band woven into
the silk at the top so she did not need garters.  Her mother would not let
any child of her's ware such whorish clothing.  The child fingered her
nipples and fantasized that it was either Dean or Hope rubbing her tinder
breast.

   She slipped into the bra and struggled with the clip.  She was not all
that experienced with hooking the tiny ends together behind her back.  She
got it done and then arraigned her boobs in the silk cup.  The bra had been
custom fitted in a large department store.  Hope had taken her to get the
bra.

   Her Aunt helped her pick the right size out.  The woman at the store
spent a while adjusting her breast to the cup.  It seemed the woman's
fingers rubbed her nipples.  The points of her breast sure did get firm as
the lady cupped each breast and moved in close to the child.

   "God Hope you were right she is Divine.  I am jealous.  Sure that you
two can not stay in town tonight?  Jim is out of town and I have lots of
room to play." She said as she let one finger trace the mound of the
child's vagina through her silk panties.

   "No sorry Jill I have to get her home.  We are going to be in town on
the 27th at the Hyatt.  Stop by if you can.  We got to run.  Be a dear and
put all of this on Dean's account.  Will you love?" Hope said as they got
Cordelia dress and left the store.  Hope drove her back to her house.

   Cordelia put on her dress.  The velvet flowed over her body like a fine
wine.  The dress clung to her young curves and her narrow hips.  She got
the red slip out of her chest of draws.  She pulled it up and twirled
around to set the slip on her body.  The child put on her new low heeled
pumps and looked in the mirror.  She looked like she was twenty.

   Just wait.  She though once Hope paints my face I will be a knock out.
The child wanted to look her best for her lover, no make that both of her
lovers.  Her head spun when she though of all the things Hope had done with
her.  Both of them had girl goo all over each other.

   She was brought back to earth by her brat brother.  He was making faces
at her.

   "Mother he is doing it again!" The child cried out in frustration at her
pain in the ass younger brother.

   "Kenny leave your sister alone.  She has to get ready.  I see a limo
pulling up in front.  Lord what a waist of money.  That fool has gone and
rented a limo to take my child into sin city.  God have mercy on our souls.
Delia get down her.  I don't want them to have to wait on you child." The
woman said shaking her head.

   "I am coming mother." The girl said as she pulled open a thin cardboard
box and took out the silver fox coat.  She rubbed her face into the downy
soft fur.  It caressed her skin.  She pulled the coat on and looked in the
mirror.  A woman looked back at the child.

   "Land of Goshen!  Child you don't get that coat dirty.  I am sending it
back once you get home.  I can buy all of us clothes for the winter for the
cost of that one coat.  Well you do look nice dear.  Be a good girl.  Read
your bible.  Say your prayers and keep sin in front of you at all times. 
That way it won't sneak up on you and damn your soul to hell." She said as
she helped the child with her over night bag.  It was another gift from
Dean.

   "I will mother.  I love you mom.  Tell dad I'll miss him.  Here is Uncle
Dean now." She said as she ran to the door and opened it for him.

   "Oh my you look marvelous!  Stunning dear just stunning.  Hello Windy.
We are running late.  I'll call when we get there.  You have our cell
numbers.  See you late tomorrow evening." He said as he handed the woman an
envelope.

   "What is this for?" She asked as she felt the thick stack of what she
suspected was cash.

   "Just a little something to help you guys over the winter.  Look I know
you lost your job at the church.  Just take it.  I would just spend it on
some more things for Delia anyhow.  It is my right as Dutch uncle to spoil
her rotten and then hand her back to you my dear.  Gotta run by." He said
as he swept the child along with him.

   Hope was standing by the rear door.  She waved at her sister-in-law. 
Hope was dressed all in purple.  She was an ample woman to be generous.  In
fact she was a large woman.  Her breast were mounds of fun.  Her belly she
called Dunlap.  It dun lapped over her waist.  She knew of Dean's love of
children shortly after they had met.  She was just coming out as a
dominatrix and was getting into the BDSM life style.  Dean was a sometime
top most of the time bottom or submissive.  He loved to give pleasure and
serve the tender needs of children and women well for that matter boys and
men also, oh shit lets not forget the dogs to.

   Hope had on a purple chinchilla full length coat.  She wore black
leather boots that were rolled to her calves.  She was tied in a corset
that pushed up her massive breast and somewhat pulled in her Dunlap.  A
silk dress hid her gartered legs.  She wore no panties just the garter
belt.

   She had her fun kit in the backseat.  It was a black top opening black
bag that weighed over sixty pounds.  It was full of whips, cuffs, clamps,
dildos, floggers, butt plugs, blindfolds, mouth gags, clit clamps, spreader
bars, and candles for wax play.  Most of it was for use on Dean but some of
the toys would be introduced to the child tonight if not on the long ride
down to Indy.

   Dean got in the back with the two females and shut the door.  A slave of
Mistress Lady Diana, Hope's BDSM name, was driving.  He would be around to
play with if they all agreed.

   "Hello darling!!  You look wonderful.  Here take off your coat.  We
don't want to get makeup on it do we?" She said as she pulled down a table
and took the makeup kit from Cordelia.

   "Hi Hope!  Oh my you look special!  I love that dress and oh you have
the corset thingy on." She said as she took off the fox fur coat and handed
it to Dean.

   "Here watch this on the way down.  It is a copy of Cats.  You will need
to know what the play is about because you know we are not going to waist
time at the theater.  We will make theater of our own." Dean said as he
popped the DVD into the player.  Soon the music played and men and women
dressed as cats pranced on a stage.

   The stretched Lincoln did not cost Dean anything.  It belonged to the
salve who was the owner of the limo company.  He provided it whenever his
Mistress demanded it from him.  They drove out of the small town and were
soon on the intestate highway headed for the center of the state.

   The windows were tinted so dark no one could see in.  This limo was a
BDSM special.  It had two bondage chairs facing the rear bench seat.  The
adjustable chairs could be put in just about any position you wanted the
human body to bend and some that most could not stand for long anyhow.

   There was a compete wet bar, a microwave and a fully stocked frig. 
There was a port-a-potty if some one had to go.  They did not have to stop
until they reached the hotel.  It would take them about four hours to make
the long trip to Indy.  That gave them lots of time to have fun.

   "Well Cordelia do you think that Dean has been a bad boy?  I do let's
make something up that he did wrong so we can spank him.  Let me see how
many times did he make you cum last time he licked your pussy?" Hope asked
as she brushed the final bit of powder on the child's face.

   "I don't know.  I did not know I was supposed to keep score.  I bet it
was only about 20 times.  That is not enough is it Mistress?"

   "Oh lord no child!  Why I would just be getting warmed up with that
number.  He is a bad boy.  Make him strip his clothing off and beg us to
spank his nasty ass." Hope said as she pulled her dress off.  No use in
getting it sweat stained.  She helped Delia out of her cloths.  She was
down to just her long stockings.  No bra no panties or shoes.

   "Now you bad boy.  You did not make me cum a lot.  What should we do
about that?" The child said getting into the game.

   "One is sorry Missy Delia.  A good ass flogging would do the trick I am
sure." Dean said as he took off his clothing and folded them and put them
on a rack.

   "Crawl over here slave and kiss our feet and beg to be beaten." Cordelia
said as she picked out a lightweight flogger to whip his ass with.

   "Please Mistress allow this unworthy slug to lick your feet and beg to
be whipped." Dean said as he looked up at the two females.  Hope's pussy
was somewhat hidden by her overhanging tummy.  Cordelia's was wet with her
body fluids leaking out of her tinder folds.

   "Get on your belly slug and kiss out feet as you rub one of our feet
with your disgusting hands." Hope ordered.  Her demeaning words were part
of the BDSM play.  Subs were often humiliated and humbled to keep them in
their submissive role.

   Dean quickly obeyed and started licking first one foot then the other
changing from child to woman.  He massaged their feet with both hands.  His
cock was rock hard and waiting to be punished.  If he knew Hope she would
not allow him to cum until very late or early the next morning.  He was a
sex toy for the child to play with under the expert guidance of Mistress
Lady Dianna.

   "Delia honey let me tell you about his safe words.  Yellow means that
you are getting near his limit or he needs you to slow down.  Red means
stop!  Stop what ever it is you are doing to him.  It means that whatever
it is it is more than he can take.  He is not mad at you he just needs for
you to stop.

   I want you to use the same safe words when we play with you.  We will
never force you to do anything you do not want to do.  If something is too
painful or nasty for you to take just say red.  We will not be mad at you
for saying red.  WE will be mad at you if you do not say it when you can
not take it.  Do you understand this dear?

   Good now hit him on the back darling.  Not too hard we don't want to
break your sex toy.  Good ones are so hard to find and hard ones are even
better.  Oh I see his cock is hard.  Stand over him with your feet on both
sides of him.  That is right.  Ok now bring the flogger down between his
legs.  Just experiment with the force you use to hit him.

   Slave Dean you tell her how each stroke feels.  I want you to give her
immediate feedback.  Let her know if it is too hard or not hard enough or
just right." She ordered training both of them.  She thought of all the
money the child could make.  Hope knew several men in the state that would
pay thousands of dollars each to be tortured by a trained child that was as
sexy and alluring as Cordelia was.

   Whack!  "Oh, that was a little light Mistress." Dean said warming to the
bite of the leather on his bare skin.

   Whack!  "How was that you bad boy?" Cordelia asked as she let one hand
play with her pussy.  She felt full of power hitting the man's ass and
balls and fingering herself in front of her Aunt.  She was a naughty little
slut and she loved it.

   "Good Mistress may I have another please?" Dean begged he did not think
that the child had enough strength to damage him but she must be trained
correctly if she were to join the world of BDSM.

   "Yes slave you can!" The child said as she wound up and put all she had
into the blow.

   WHACK!!  "Oh wow!  Yellow.  That was wonderful Mistress.  It stung my
balls and ass.  I can take that on my ass and back or legs.  But my balls
are not that tough.  You do not need to hit them as hard to give me much
pain.  You are doing wonderful my child Mistress.

   "OK slave!  Get into the chair on your gut.  Mistress Delia is going to
hurt her back bending over to whip you worthless ass." Hope ordered as she
got out some CBT gear, Cock and Ball Torture devices.  She was going to let
the child play rough with his penis and testis.

   "Yes Mistress Diana." Dean said as he got into the chair on his stomach.

   Hope adjusted the arms and legs of the chair.  She locked the arms
straight back parallel to the seat of the black leather bound device.  The
separate foot rest of the chair she spread to form a wide Y so that the
child and her could have easy access to his anus and manhood.

   She let the child bind him to the chair with Velcro straps at the wrist,
upper thigh, and at his ankles.  She stroked his face and told him how much
she loved him and what a good slave he was being for the child.  She put a
blindfold on him and had him open his mouth for the gag that would silence
his screams of agony yet to come.

   " Aunt Hope how can he use his safe word if he is gagged like that?" The
child asked as she pulled the last strap tight around his left ankle.

   " With these dear.  They are signal buttons.  The left one will turn the
yellow light on when he presses the button.  He presses it twice to turn it
off.  The one in his right hand turns on this red light here and it makes
this noise." She explained as she hit the red button.

   A fairly loud buzzer sounded and then fell silent.  Hope tested the
other one.  They both were working properly.  She took the devices and
placed them in Dean's hands.  She used Velcro to fasten them to his hands.
He could not drop them or get them out of position for use even if he
tried.

   " We still check on him often.  Touch is body and feel if it is tight or
relaxed?  Is he shaking or twitching?  Is he fighting against his bounds?
Never get so caught up in your play that you forget the person you are
using.  Remember that Dean is giving you his body out of love.  He will do
anything that you want him to.  That is a tremendous power.  We must be
careful of what we ask of him.  He is so devoted to you my child that I am
afraid that he will allow himself to be injured rather than deny you.  He
would if you wish die for you."

   " Oh no!  I never want him to die!  I love him and you so much it hurts
me deep in here." The child said throwing down the short riding crop she
had just picked up.

   Hope pulled the girl into her arms.  " Oh no honey I know that I just
wanted you to know how much Dean loves you and me.  By pleasing you and me
he gets more love than he gives to you or me.  We just have to be careful
of how we play with him.  We will be just a careful when we play with you.
Even more so until you have a lot more experience in Bondage and
Domination.

   I know something we can do that will not hurt him.  I want you to sit in
this other chair.  I want to eat your pussy while he is tied up.  He will
have to just watch us have fun.  I will put this up his bottom.  He loves
this expanding ass plug.  You pump it up with this bulb.  Here use some of
this lube on his bottom.  That is right, now push this in his ass.  Come on
you can do it.  Rub it around his hole like he did to your bottom when he
got his finger up your ass and pussy.  Oh boy good girl!  Now give it ten
pumps like this.  Ten is about as much as he can stand.  The rubber sleeve
over the dildo will blow up.  Ten pumps makes it about as large as your
head.  See you can get your head up someone's ass." She said as she took
the blindfold and gag off of Dean.

   He felt the child lube his ass and then push the head of the ass plug in
his well used anus.  He pushed out relaxing his rectum to make it easier
for her to get the large plug in his ass.  He felt it stretch his ass ring
and bowel.  Each pump sent waves of pain through his system.  His cock
dripped his cum.  He did not climax but did leak semen.  He would be
punished for that uncontrollable act.  He relished the pain the child would
be giving him soon.

   Cordelia went to Dean's head.  She put her hands on his back and stroked
his skin.  She touched him and ran her fingers where ever she wanted to. 
The child grabbed his head by his long hair and pulled his face into her
crotch.  She straddled his face and humped it.  She pulled away teasing him
keeping her young pussy just out of reach of his tongue that was trying to
get to her.

   " Are you ok salve?  Do you want to eat this little girl pussy?  How is
your ass?  Did I do a good job plugging it?  Can you smell my pussy juice?
Humm too bad you can't have any until Mistress Lady Diana gets done with
it. You may speak now slave." The child said growing bolder as she was
encouraged by both of the adults.

   "Thank you Mistress Delia, One is fine.  Yes Mistress One wants badly to
service your body.  Mistress my ass is wonderful.  Thank you for the pain
Mistress.  Oh god I can smell your hot pussy!  Yes Mistress one wants to
suck you dry." Dean said as his body trembled with the sight of her willing
hot cunt so close and yet so far away.  He watched helplessly as the child
sat in the chair an opened her legs for her Aunt and woman lover.

   Cordelia sat back in the padded chair that Hope had adjusted to fit her
body and position it so she could enjoy her pussy being serviced by her
Aunt.  She was not bound to the chair.  They did not want to rush her into
the world of pain and pleasure.  They had years to use her willing body. 
They had plans for the girl.  She would one day live with them and bare
children, their sex selected to be all female, with them.  The little
daughters would be raised from the very start to enjoy sex their entire
lives.  Breast feedings would include masturbation.  Diaper changes would
go hand in hand with anal training.  Cocks and tits would take the places
of pacifiers.  Girlish pink clothing would be exchanged for black leather
and silk panties.  Tiny flails would be exchanged in place of rattles. 
Sesame Street would be replaced by Exit to Eden and the Happy Hooker.

   They planed three more years of training for the child.  When she
reached her 15th birthday they would take her to a Sothern state where the
age of consent was 15 and Dean and the child would be married.  She would
deliver their first grand-sex-daughter less than four months later. 
Getting Cordelia pregnant would force her family however hostilely to agree
to the union.

   That was still in the near feature.  Now the child awaited the loving
mouth of her Aunt.  They put on a good show for Dean.

   Hope pulled the young girl's legs open a bit wider to access her vagina.
She knelt before the child and pressed her head down on the tiny snatch. 
Hope let her hands go to the extraordinary breast to fondle.  One day after
her 15th birthday those tits would bare her brand as would the child's ass
and pussy.  It would not be forced on her but Hope knew that she could lead
the child to beg to be branded to be owned by both of the Adults as she
owned them in return.

   Hope licked her pussy and touched her body sending both of them into
rounds of climaxes one after another.  They never did get to torture Dean's
cock in the car.  They were way too busy eating each other out and spanking
his ass.  Too soon Tas, the salve driving the limo called back on the
intercom that they were about a half hour out of the hotel and should get
ready for the outside world.  In other words quit playing and get dressed.

   Well it was only just afternoon.  It would take a half an hour or so to
check in and get settled in the luxury suite of rooms.  Tas was going to be
introduced to Mistress Delia.  He would pay the child one thousand dollars
for the joy of her doing anything she wanted to him.  She could have taken
the money and then just locked him in a box until the next morning but she
was a good child and was curious about the different sizes of cocks and
assholes.  He got his money's worth and more.  He tipped her an extra grand
and begged to be allowed to serve her again soon.  That was as soon as his
cock could take more of the twisted things she had come up with.  Like I
said she was a neutral at this sex thing.

   Check back later to see what wonderful things they all did atop the
Hyatt Hotel in the heart of Indianapolis.

   If you have gotten this far in this romantic fantasy and not hit the
delete key let me know what you think of her story.  It is a work of
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