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 Author: Old Spice
Title: Mean Girls
Part: Chapters 1 - 3
Summary: Two mean girls catch a little man spying on them.  They exact
their revenge.
Keywords: Domination, Humiliation, CBT, Pain, Femdom, Forced Smoking.
   This is a work of fiction.  It should not be taken as a guide for your
real life activities and I take no responsibility for your actions.
   Written by Old Spice.  All rights protected under the Berne Convention,
all similarity to persons living or dead is solely coincidental and
unintentional.
   Mean Girls chapter 1 - 3
   Mean Girls
   Chapter One.
   Fourteen days in his new apartment and John Fields already felt like a
lucky man.  For a week now he had been watching his two neighbors across
the courtyard as they lounged in full view dressed in the skimpiest of swim
suits.  Soon he had given in to his most basic male instinct and grabbed
his small candle thin cock and masturbated himself to distraction.  Through
his closed curtains he would spy for hours watching both women sensuously
cavorting back and forth feeding his perverted imagination.
   Then one night while doing his laundry both women walked in to the
laundry room and immediately his life changed.
   Tiffany and Buffy were two of the most beautiful young women he'd ever
seen.  Tiffany was tall and blond about 19 he guessed with ample firm
breasts, blue eyes and a bubbly personality that oozed sexuality.
   Then there was Buffy, she was everything he had ever fantasized about.
At 5 foot 6 inches the 20 year old red headed vixen with full pouting red
lips and nails to match had quickly devoured him with her hungry coal black
eyes and made no attempt to hide her obvious interest in him.
   As they stood in the cramped space of the laundry John became aware of
how close the girls stood next to him.  Both wore tight jeans high heels
and tank tops their braless hard nipples straining against the flimsy
fabric leaving little to his imagination.  Quickly as if they had done this
before he was maneuvered in between their gorgeous bodies holding him
hostage in their tender trap.
   As the room became filled with the musk of their intoxicating perfume
both young women began to work their magic on him.
   "So, what's your name?" Buffy asked in a sultry voice as she traced her
red nails up his bare arm.
   "Ummm, John aah Fields." He stammered out, finding it hard to
concentrate.
   "What's your apartment number?" Tiffany chimed in.
   "Apartment 1021." He obediently answered unable to resist their
aggressive assault.
   Tiffany leaned in closer and snaked her left arm across his lower back
and deftly pulled his cell phone from his pocket before he could react.
   "Oh, look how late it is." She faked surprise, as she waived his cell at
his surprise face then stuffed it into her pocket, quickly joining her
friend at the exit.
   "But, my phone." John exclaimed.
   "Don't worry lover." Tiffany cooed, "You'll get it back soon enough."
She laughed as both girls disappeared down the hall.
   30 year old John Fields woke up at 3am to the ringing of his living room
phone.  Who could that be he wondered as he stumbled from his bed and
answered the phone.
   "H...  Hello ...."
   "How fucking long have you been spying on us?" The harsh voice of Buffy
asked in mocked anger.
   John was surprised by how direct Buffy was, he was half asleep and half
confused by her accusation and in the confusion of his foggy mind he
blurted out the truth before he realized what he had done.
   "Ummm ...  not long, about a week." He sheepishly answered.
   "Well, you pervert looks like you've got quite a few pictures of us on
your phone.  Are you some kind of stalker ?  Have you been playing with
your little wiener while you watch us?" She demanded.
   John was shivering all over now, it was clear they knew his secret.
   "Answer me, are you a stalker or just a pervert?" She barked.
   "Yyy ...Yes." He reluctantly confessed.
   "You stupid little disgusting perv I just recorded this whole
conversation and your confession.  So if you don't want the police
involved, make sure you show up at 9am sharp, apartment 821 and don't be
late or I let them have your phone and this recording."
   "Wait ..." John pleaded but Buffy hung up before he could say anything
else.
   Mean Girls.
   Chapter Two.
   John reluctantly showed up at the apartment as Buffy had ordered.  After
ringing the bell and waiting almost 10 minutes Tiffany opened the door. 
She was wearing a black bikini, black 5 inch high heals and smoking a
cigarette.
   "Oh." She said with disinterest.  "It's the little pervert and look he's
10 minutes late."
   John was overcome with lust at the sight of Tiffany's firm breasts
barely contained by the thin black material of her bikini.
   The towering figure of the six foot tall blond dominated the slender
almost petite little man of 5 feet 5 inches.  His longish dark hair and
soft brown eyes, full lips and skinny legs and arms made him look pretty,
almost too pretty to be a man.
   Tiffany made a mental note of that for later.  A little lipstick and
some mascara and the right clothes could make her a little extra money on
the side after Buffy got tired of him.  Either way the little man would
never be the same after they got done with him, she thought to herself.
   "Come in and take your clothes off and leave them near the door."
Tiffany said as she closed and locked the door behind him.
   John slowly started undressing and when he took off his pants he
realized, to his horror, that he had a hard on.
   "Oh my God, Buffy." Tiffany yelled to her friend.  "You gotta see this,
he's got a little tiny hard-on."
   John turned red with humiliation and began to quietly sob as Tiffany
broke out in laughter at the site of his small manhood proudly straining
against his white jockey shorts.
   Just then Buffy walked in dressed in a black lace teddy and red high
heels, her raven red hair and light complexion contrasted with her bright
red lips, blood red nails and piercing dark mascara eyes rendering John
helpless with lust and making it impossible to control his pathetic little
boys' wiener.
   John stood there trembling as both women began to circle him like two
hungry felines who had just trapped a mouse.
   "Take the rest of it off, I want to see just how tiny you really are."
Buffy ordered the humiliated man.
   John began to tremble as he slid his undies down and off and stood there
in front of them, his barely 4" anemic cock hard as a rock.
   "Looks like we've got your attention," Buffy giggle.  "So let's play a
little game, shall we." Her dark penetrating eyes looking deeply into his.
She grasped his small pale ball sac in one hand digging in her sharpened
red nails and positioning her fingers so she could cruelly increase
pressure on his sensitive nuts.
   "I'm going to start squeezing, like this," she said, squeezing her hand
and digging in her nails just enough to make his nuts ache and keep his
attention.  Then she wrapped her other hand around his shaft and began
slow, up-and-down strokes.
   "If you manage to control your little weiner and make it shrink then you
can put your clothes back on and leave.
   Buffy said with an evil smile as she slowly began to expertly pump his
pale circumcised weiner back and forth coxing little droplets of precum
from his cock head.
   "But if you're the little pervert we think you are and can't control
your disgusting member then you will be very sorry you met us."
   John knew he was in over his head.  He sensed Both Tiffany and Buffy
only wanted him to fulfill some evil agenda and based on Buffy's expert
attention and manipulations of his cock it would be next to impossible for
him to pass her test.
   Tiffany could hardly control her excitement watching their pitiful
captive squirm as Buffy confidently worked to bring this drama to an
explosive climax.
   The very sight of this sub-human struggling against Buffy's relentless
pumping and the look in his eyes was priceless Tiffany thought.  she saw
the confidence in Buffy's eyes, something that could only come from s
natural domina.
   Mean Girls.
   Chapter Three.
   John groaned as Buffy's sweet hand urgently and slowly stroked his
aroused member.  The ache caused by her crushing hand around his nuts sent
sharp pains throughout his body.
   Buffy got a rush of arousal from hearing John's labored breathing and
seeing him twist and squirm.  She knew from experience that he was
completely under her control and she could end this anytime she wanted to.
   Buffy and Tammy had done this game countless times, many a man had
fallen victim to their expert domination and humiliation.  Both knew that
the intense ache John felt throughout his midsection was almost
overpowering.
   Tiffany admired her lovers skills as Buffy subjected their soon to be
pet to exactly the correct balance between cock stroking and painful ball
squeezing to give him just enough stimulation to prolong his suffering.
   John yelled.  He bucked.  He twisted.  He begged Buffy to stop, to let
him go before it was too late.
   "Please, please I'm sorry, I'll never do it again, just let me go!"
   Tiffany nearly came at the sight of the little man squirming under
Buffy's relentless abuse.
   She watched with great interest as the little pervert struggled against
Buffy's continued stroking and squeezing.  The pained expression on his
face on being stuck between pain pleasure and fear was priceless.
   John fought an internal battle he wanted her to go to the finish line
and force him to cum but the fear of what they had planned for him if she
won and he lost was almost too much to contemplate.
   Tiffany's insides tingled as she witnessed the drama play on.  She felt
the flow of sticky lubricant drip from her pussy.
   Buffy brought him closer, John yelled for her to stop but she
steadfastly increased the pressure on his nuts along with the stimulation.
   John endured what felt like hours of ball torture.  Then his tormentor
began to pump faster and faster.
   "Here it comes." Buffy said with confidence.
   John screamed as his cock erupted with an intensity he would never be
able to describe.  Buffy reveled in her triumph over her new toy.
   Pitiful Spurts of lumpy pale sperm dribbled from his cock and pooled
into her hand.  Only then did she release the pressure on his balls.
   She allowed him a few seconds to enjoy his ejaculation, then quickly
smeared her slimy hand over his face and punched him in the stomach just
above his flaccid cock making him double over in pain.
   "You're all ours, bitch!" Buffy said with victory in her voice.
   "Tiffany go get the cock cage and bring it here."
   More chapters to follow.
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