Cheerleader Picture - Ch. 13 - 15

Chapter 13 - Girlfriends
NOOO, this couldn't be happening. She wasn't going to be Paul's whore
anymore. She was Steve's girl now. She wasn't a whore. He couldn't make
her a whore.
"Hi Anne" Paul said. "I see Steve brought you back to me. You know I'm
the one you really love."
"No" Anne said. "Steve thinks I'm special. Steve doesn't treat me like a
whore. You leave me alone."
"Steve thinks your special" Paul laughed. "Steve has been setting you up
for me all week. All he wants is to dump his load in your slutty ass again.
Ask him - ask him what he thinks of you."
Anne turned to Steve, already knowing what was coming.
"Your just a whore" Steve said. "But I really enjoyed this past week with
you, using your slutty body. And I can't wait to dump a load up your ass."
Anne cringed with each word. It was true, he didn't care about her. He just
thought of her as a whore. But she wasn't a whore - she wasn't.
"Remember showing everyone in school your tits on Wednesday" Paul
asked.
Anne blanched. Oh god yes, everyone had seen her tits.
"And on Thursday remember the weights. Well they were lower than the
hem of your dress - everyone saw those too."
Oh god no NNNOOOOO. This couldn't be.
"And on Friday, most of the boys knew about the buzzer. Steve was not the
only one to take turns pushing it. They all toyed with your slutty little
body."
Oh god no thought Anne. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't.
And then Paul grabbed her and pulled her close. "None of them love you
Anne. You're nothing but a fuck hole to dump their sperm into. You're
just an asshole they will use to masturbate their cocks. You're just a way
for them to get their rocks off."
"But I love you" he continued. "I love you more than anything and you
know that. And you know I treat you the way I do because I love you.
Because I know you need it. Because you're my whore" he said and kissed
her.
"No, no I'm not" Anne replied. "I'm not a whore. Oh god Paul, please
don't make me be a whore. Oh please please help me." And as Anne
started to sink into the depths of despair, her blood started to race. No, no
it couldn't be. She wasn't getting excited. No she was just scared.
And Paul pulled her forward and leaned her over a table. Anne's ass was
pointing out into the room while Paul, on the other side of the table, held
Anne's shoulders and looked at her. "You're going to let all your
classmates fuck your ass. They have been building up all week watching
your tits bounce around in your sweater. Watching your pussy lips get
pulled. Shocking your tits and pussy. You have to get them off after
turning them on so much."
"Oh god no, please no Paul" Anne begged. "Please don't do this to me.
please please, if you love me, please help me."
"I am helping you" Paul replied as Anne felt hands lifting her skirt in
back. But she felt helpless to resist. Paul was holding her and she couldn't
tell him no. Then she felt the butt-plug pulled from her ass and a cock slide
in in its place.
"That's Steve fucking your ass. He gets it first" Paul said. "Tell him it feels
good."
"No, no, please don't" Anne said. Oh god, what was that feeling in the pit
of her stomach. NO. It couldn't be. She wasn't a whore she wasn't. "NO
NO NO - AAAGGH" she screamed as the first orgasm hit her. The
feelings of utter degradation, being bent over the table and fucked like a
cheap whore had done it. She was cuming.
"That's it my sweet little slut. Cum for me. Cum for me as those boys fuck
your ass" Paul told her as he stroked her face.
Anne looked up at Paul with tears in her eyes. He was turning her back
into a whore. How could he do this to her. Please he had - AAAGGGHH
OH SHIT it was another cum. God it felt so gooooodd. "Oh Paul no, please
no" Anne sobbed.
"Dear dear Anne, I have to, This is the only way you are happy. Inside that
whore body of yours is the dirtiest slut in the world. This is what you were
made to do."
No, oh god no. She wasn't a slut. Oh please god no -- AAAGGGHH
another cum. And another, and another. And they came on rolling, one
after the other. Oh god it felt so good. "Yes fuck me, fuck my ass, fuck me
fuck me fuck me" she cried.
And as boy after boy fucked her ass, Anne came and came and came. And
there was Paul making sure she got what she needed. She loved him. She
loved him so much.

And when the last boy finished, Anne was panting and begging for more.
"Please Paul, please fuck me. I need it, I need it" and she dug her hands
down to rub her clit.
Paul pulled her hands away and looked into Anne's desperate face. "Do
you really need to cum some more my little slut?"
"Oh god yes. Please Paul, please fuck me. I need it. Fuck your little whore.
Fuck my slut pussy. Dump your cum in your little bitch cunt. Use my hole,
get off in my wet hole."
"Not me, I have someone else for you. Do you want them to fuck you?"
"Yes, yes, anyone Paul. I just need a cock up my pussy. Please Paul, I
NEED IT, I need it now" Anne begged.
"Remember your friend who pierced you?" Paul asked. "Well she wanted a
chance at you."
"W-Wh-What" Anne asked.
And there was the sales girl from the store who had pierced Anne. But she
looked a little different now. She was naked except for a giant strap-on
dildo she was wearing. And it looked even more obscene on that little girl
15 year old body. She barely even had tits.
And then Anne realized what this all meant "NNNNNOOOOOOO" she
cried. "Oh god no no no no no. Paul no no I can't do this I can't. I'm not
gay oh god help me no I'm not gay. It's wrong it's wrong, oh god no"
Anne sobbed.
Paul stepped behind Anne and grabbed her arms holding her in place.
"You're a whore Anne. And whore's fuck whoever wants to fuck them.
Susie here wants to fuck you. So you need to spread your legs for her."
Anne panicked. She couldn't do this. This was wrong. This was so very
wrong. "Please please ple---"
Anne suddenly couldn't talk because Susie was kissing her. And not a peck
on the cheek either. Susie had her tongue half way down her throat. Anne
tried to pull away but Susie had her hands around Anne's head and Paul
was holding her in place.
Oh god she wanted to scream. She was going to be sick. This woman was
kissing her. No, this little girl was kissing her. Oh god help her. Wait
Susie was stopping the kissing. What was happening.
Susie dropped to her knees, and with no foreplay, dropped her mouth onto
Anne's clit and started licking.
Oh god thought Anne, what is going on. OH MY GOD SHE'S LICKING
HER CLIT. ANOTHER GIRL IS LICKING HER CLIT. "NO NO NO NO"
she screamed. "Paul, please Paul make her stop. I'm not gay, I'm not, I'm
not."
"Just relax my beautiful little slut" Paul soothed her.
"No, no I won't do this. It's so very wrong" Anne sobbed. And suddenly
Anne started sobbing. Giant sobs with rivers of tears running down her
face. This was so awful. This was beyond comprehension. And as her mind
floated off, the sobs and shaking continued as Anne tried to cope, and
couldn't.
And sneaking up through the sobs, so that Anne didn't even realize it until
it was almost too late, an orgasm was building. Oh god no, she couldn't
cum. She couldn't. "Paul PLEASE" she screamed. "You have to make her
stop now you have t---"
And then it hit. Having a woman lick her pussy had freaked Anne out
more than anything else ever had. Consequently, it had gotten her
emotions keyed up to a higher point than they had ever been keyed before.
And as the cum, held back as desperately as Anne could, finally crested.
Anne had the most mind blowing orgasm she had ever, in her whole life
felt.
"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH" Anne screamed. And
Anne's scream turned into a noise more primal than even a scream as
Susie continued to tongue her clit and Anne rode the most intense orgasm
of her life.
And as she came Paul whispered in her ear "lesbian whore, cunt eating
slut, pussy licking tramp. Look at you cum from a woman's mouth on your
pussy. You just love Susie's mouth on your pussy don't you. Cum you little
lesbo bitch. Cum all over Susie's mouth."
And as the cum receded a little, Paul leaned Anne backwards until she was
laying on the floor. And Susie moved up over Anne and positioned her
dildo at the entrance of Anne's pussy. And Susie started to press the dildo
in.
"No no no, please god no" Anne said as she reached up to Susie and pulled
her close to her. Anne was still cuming so hard all she could do was hold
on to Susie as hard as she could.
"I'm going to fuck this dildo into your slutty hole you little whore" Susie
whispered to Anne.
"No no, please don't" Anne pleaded as cums wracked her body.
"Then let go of me you little whore. Just let go and I'll stop" Susie said as
she plunged the dildo into Anne's pussy.
"OH GOD, OH GOD NO" Anne screamed as she came even harder. As
Susie pumped her she came again and again. Oh this couldn't be
happening to her it just couldn't. She couldn't like this no she -
AAARRRGGGHHH.
And as Anne hit a major cum she pulled Susie even tighter to her, reveling
in the feel of her just budding tits against her monster udders, pulling
Susie's mouth to hers so she could kiss her. And she came as their tongues
desperately stabbed into each other's mouth.
And finally the cum's subsided. Susie pulled off of Anne and Paul pulled
Anne into his arms. Anne continued to sob and shake for the next 20
minutes, with the occasional tremor of an aftershock cum coursing through
her body.
And the whole time Paul was soothing her, whispering "I love you my little
lesbo slut. I love you Anne. You are so beautiful with Susie fucking you. I
love watching you cum from another woman's mouth on your pussy. I love
you."

And as Anne slowly stopped shuddering and sobbing, she had a vacant
look in her eyes. The old Anne was gone. She had done something that
was impossible for the old Anne to even conceive of - even in her worst
nightmares. And she had cum from it. Mind-numbingly cum from it.
Anne's mind was desperately trying to survive all of this. Her body had
destroyed part of the very foundation of her beliefs. Everything was adrift.
And the mind can't function in this state. It needs some basic beliefs to
anchor itself to.
So Anne's body sobbed and shook as her mind tried to heal itself. And as
her body wore out, the sobbing and shaking stopped, but it was replaced
with nothing. Anne was on automatic pilot.
Paul had no idea what was going on in Anne's mind. He thought she had
actually accepted this most recent step. And so he prepared her for the next
step. He stood Anne up and Susie helped him buckle the dildo onto Anne.
Anne just stood there oblivious to what was going on.
They then walked Anne into the next room. In this next room was Rachael,
Anne's best friend (and another of the girls in the picture). She was tied
spread-eagled to the bed with cum oozing out of her pussy.
Using the picture, Paul and the boys from school had blackmailed her into
coming to Paul's and fucking all of them. And she had survived it, not
much worse for the wear. But when she saw Anne, she suddenly panicked.
It wasn't hard to figure out what the strap-on dildo was for.
"Oh god Anne, no. no NO. Please don't do this Anne. Please don't. Oh
god help me. Somebody help me" she cried.
Anne was still on automatic pilot as Paul led her to the bed, had her kneel
down, and buried Anne's face in Rachael's cum-filled pussy. "Eat her
pussy. Lick her clit. Drink down all that cum" he said.
Anne wasn't thinking at all. She knew how to lick. And she was being told
what to do. So she started licking Rachael's pussy. And as she licked, Susie
knelt by her head telling her what a talented lesbo slut she was licking
Rachael's pussy.
And Anne continued licking until Rachael came, screaming for her to stop
the whole time. And deep in Anne's mind, she knew what she was doing
and her psyche crumbled even more. She was licking another woman's
clit. She had her face buried in a pussy. She really was a lesbo slut.
Paul then pulled Anne up so she was poised above Rachael, with the dildo
aimed for Rachael's pussy. "Fuck her Anne, ram the dildo into her pussy.
Show her that your a lesbo whore. Show her that you love fucking girls."
And Rachael totally panicked. "RAPE" she cried. "RAPE RAPE,
SOMEONE HELP ME. Oh god, please someone help me."
And as Anne started to push the dildo in Paul stopped her. "Tell her that
you like raping girls pussies. Tell her that her screaming turns you on. Tell
her that you like it when she screams for you to stop."
And Rachael looked up in dread as her best friend told her "I'm going to
rape your pussy. I'm going to stuff this dildo up your cunt. Scream for me
Rachael, scream for me" Anne said.
And Rachael screamed and screamed as Anne plunged the dildo in and out
of her pussy. And Rachael never did cum. She screamed and struggled for
15 minutes as Anne humped her dildo into her best friend. And the entire
time Anne heard her best friend telling her that she was raping her. And
she continued to pump.
Finally they pulled Anne off of Rachael. Anne just sat there. So Susie
pulled Anne into her lap and started kissing her while playing with her
clit. And Anne still on automatic pilot, kissed back as her body started to
respond. Pretty soon Susie had Anne enjoying a series of enjoyable cums
while kissing her.
And during that time, Anne's mind pulled itself back together. But it
wasn't the Anne from before. That Anne had died. Because this new Anne
was happy sitting in the lap of a 15 year old girl who was kissing her and
playing with her clit.

Paul untied Rachael who looked ready to bolt. He grabbed her and laid it
out for her. "Look, we have the whole thing on tape. And if you tell
ANYONE, we show the tape. That includes you loving it as 20 boys
dumped their cum into your pussy. That includes you cuming from Anne's
mouth. And I'll make it look like you came when she fucked you."
"That's a lie - I didn't like any of it" Rachael yelled. "I hated it all."
"I know" Paul smirked. "But I didn't record the part where we told you you
had to act like you enjoyed it. So guess what the video shows."
Rachael went white. "You bastard" she hissed.
"Yes" he replied. "But its my ball game now. And here's how it goes if you
don't want your friends getting a private showing. From now on you are to
never wear panties bras or pantyhose. You are never to wear pants. Your
ass and tits are to always be available. You got that whore?" Paul asked.
Rachael nodded looking grim.
"If you must wear pants, like a swim suit, there must be a hidden hole
where your pussy is so you can be easily fucked with nothing moved. Your
a whore and your pussy must never be unavailable."
"And you must always sit with your legs apart and your dress pulled up
high enough that people can see your pussy if they are sitting in the right
location. And you need to show as much of your tits as is legally possible."
Rachael stared at Paul with a look of horror on her face.
"And finally, you are never to tell a man no when asked for anything
sexual. If you ever do, we will show the tape, and we will tie you down for
Anne again. Your pussy doesn't belong to you anymore. Your a whore now
and your pussy belongs to any man that wants it."
Rachael was sitting there totally shocked as Paul reached out and caressed
her tit. "Such a nice tit. Such a nice young body. So many men are going to
enjoy that nice body - AREN'T THEY WHORE" he yelled.
"ye-yes" Rachael replied.
And with that a number of the boys took Rachael home pumping her full of
more jiz on the way. And for the rest of that school year, virtually everyone
had Rachael. Her dates on the weekend were non-stop gang-bangs. Her
trips to the mall were blow-jobs in the restaurants there. Her days at school
were spent giving everyone a perfect view of her pussy.

Anne had found a safe harbor from the storm. She was curled in Susie's
arms enjoying the fingers on her clit and the kisses on her face. Paul and
Susie dragged her up and pulled her into the shower. They cleaned her off.
Susie then put on some bright red lipstick and kissed Anne all over her tits
and pussy, putting on more lipstick whenever the kiss marks weren't
perfect on Anne's body. Anne was covered with the kiss marks.
They then dressed Anne and walked her down to Steve's car. They had to
get Anne home. Steve drove as Ann sat in the passenger seat and Susie
crouched down by her feet and ate her pussy. For the ride home Anne had
a series of pleasant mild cums. And her mind finished putting itself back
together under Susie's experienced tongue.
Steve walked Anne to her door, and made Anne's parents happy when he
didn't even try for a goodnight kiss. Anne told to go to bed, walked up to
her room and went to sleep.
In the morning Anne awoke trying to put the whole night behind her when
she saw herself in the mirror, covered with Susie's kisses. It had happened.
She was a lesbo slut. She had raped her best friend. And as hard as she
scrubbed her tits and pussy in the shower, until they were almost bleeding,
in her mind she always saw all those kisses.
Would even Paul still love her now that she had sunk this low. No, not
even Paul could love someone as perverted as she had become. And would
she see Susie again. She needed to be held in her arms and feel her fingers
and lips. And thinking of Susie, thinking of Rachael, she suddenly found
herself cuming without even touching her clit.
Oh god she was such a whore she sobbed.

Chapter 14 - A Little Sister
"Time for church" Anne herd her mother yell. Oh no church. She couldn't
go to church. Not with Susie's kisses all over her tits and pussy. Not when
she had raped her best friend last night. Oh god, she had raped another
girl. And she had gotten off on it. How could she face anyone.
Anne dressed and went downstairs. She was sure that with one look her
parents would know what she had become. But everyone was so busy they
didn't even notice Anne acting strangely.
Anne almost collapsed walking in to the church. Surely here they would
see. Everyone would see what sick things she had done last night. Why
weren't they saying anything. She was a lesbo slut. She had a girl's - a
FIFTEEN YEAR OLD girl's kisses all over her tits and pussy. Surely they
could see what she was.
Anne was shaking with dread as she sat down. There was Rachael. Rachael
looked over at her and Anne could see both the hate and the fear in her
eyes. Rachael had been her best friend. How could she have done that to
Rachael. How could she have cum while raping her best friend. While
fucking another girl.
She was such a filthy little slut. Lying on top of Rachael and fucking that
giant dildo into Rachael's pussy. Feeling Rachael trying to get away.
Listening to Rachael screaming rape. It was all so disgusting. Anne was
shaking with shame as the previous night ran through her head.
And then she thought of Susie holding her and kissing her and fingering
her clit. Oh god how she had clung to Susie and kissed her back and came
and came on her finger. What kind of perverted lesbo slut was she to cum
from some girls hand like that.
And this morning, the bright red kisses all over her tits and pussy. She had
slept all night with those kisses burning into her skin. They showed what
she had become, what she was. Oh god no, no she couldn't be a lesbo slut.
She wasn't, she just wasn't. Paul had done it to her. Paul and that little
tramp Susie. It wasn't her. It wasn't.
And then she saw who was sitting down next to her. It was Susie. Oh my
god it was Susie. Anne's heart jumped up into her throat. All she could
think about was Susie last night holding her and kissing her and playing
with her clit. Oh god it had felt so good to cum in her arms.
And then, as Anne shudder through a minor orgasm and Susie laughed,
Anne suddenly realized what had happened. OH GOD NO - NO, she
couldn't like this. Susie was a dirty little lesbian tramp. Anne wasn't going
to be like her.
Anne saw the smirk on Susie's face and cringed in shame. Oh god, Susie
knows I just came. She knows what a dirty little slut I am. Oh god I'm so
disgusting. And Anne's realization of what she was brought her to the edge
of another orgasm. Oh no, no - I can't cum. This is too disgusting. And
Anne looked up at Susie with pleading eyes, hoping somehow Susie would
help her. Save her from herself.
And Susie reached out and touched Anne's cheek. Oh her hand felt so
good. And Susie was leaning over toward her. She was going to kiss her.
RIGHT HERE IN CHURCH. OH GOD NO - EVERYONE WOULD SEE
WHAT SHE WAS - A DISGUSTING LESBIAN SLUT. There was no way
she could do this - her life would be over.
And as Susie leaned over toward Anne, Anne's blood rate and breath
quickened. Anne tilted her head back and opened her mouth for the kiss.
Anne's body was totally keyed on the kiss she would get from Susie.
Nothing else in the world mattered to her.
And in her mind Anne was screaming. NO NO NO
NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO. She wasn't a slut. She wasn't a lesbian.
Everyone would see. Everyone. Oh god, why couldn't she move. why
wouldn't her body move.
And then Susie leaned over and whispered in her ear "I sure liked eating
your cunt last night."
Anne shuddered and collapsed. It had been too much. Her body had been
totally peaked waiting for the kiss that would have pushed her into a mind-
blowing orgasm. And her mind was in a whirl. Wanting Susie and at the
same time totally disgusted at her own desires.
Anne's parents looked over in concern as Anne slumped to the floor. Susie
dropped right down to help Anne back up. As everyone crowded around
her Anne basically stared out into space trying to get her feelings under
control.
"I'll take her to the bathroom and help her freshen up" Susie volunteered.
And she grabbed Anne's arm, pulled her unresisting body up, and started
walking her toward the back of the church.
Anne's father leaned over to Susie's mother and thanked them for having
such a polite daughter. Sweet innocent little Susie - maybe they should
have had a second child. That could be Anne's little sister helping her
back.
And as Susie walked Anne back she whispered to her "I just can't wait to
bury my face in the slutty little pussy of yours."
Anne's excitement built back up. Oh yes, oh yes Susie was going to suck
her pussy. Oh god it would feel so good.
They entered the bathroom and locked the door. And through the service,
the hymns, the sermon against the perverts and homosexuals in society,
Susie sucked Anne to orgasm after orgasm. And then Anne sucked Susie to
orgasm after orgasm, reveling in the taste of her pussy, covering her face
with Susie's cum.
And then they held each other and kissed as they finger-fucked each other.
And Susie played with Anne's giant tits while Anne rubbed the just
sprouting buds on Susie's chest. And their tongues darted desperately into
each other's mouths as though the kisses were more dear than breathing.
And finally, as the last hymn started, Susie pushed Anne away, cleaned
them both up, and walked them to the back pew. They would just tell their
parents that they had sat back there so as to not disturb the service.
And as everyone stood and sang, Susie leaned over and whispered in
Anne's ear "god you are such a dirty disgusting big-titted cow. I love the
way you eat pussy."
And Anne shuddered as Susie went on and on about what she had done.
This just couldn't be happening. Here in the house of the lord she had
sinned. And she had loved it. She had to stop. She couldn't do this
anymore. This was just too wrong.
And as the voices roes around them in joyous song to the lord, Anne bowed
her head in shame at the depths to which she had sunk.

After church as Anne's family was leaving Susie ran up. "Can I come over
to play Anne" she asked in a little girl voice. Anne's parents smiled. This
was so cute, the little girl desperately wanting to play with the older friend
she had just made.
Anne got a lump in her throat. No, no she couldn't let her come over. She
had to stop this. She had to. But Susie looked so pretty. She couldn't tell
her no. No she couldn't. And they would just play. That would be all. Yes,
she could play with her and that would be it.
"Yes Susie, please do come over today" Anne replied.
"And bring a bathing suit if you want" Anne's mother added. "We have a
pool."

And so Susie arrived in a bathing suit that covered virtually nothing.
Anne's father tried not to look but its hard not to stare at a beautifully
proportioned piece of jailbait in a skimpy bikini that was questionably
legal.
And as Susie frolicked around as innocent as could be, both Anne and her
father found themselves getting aroused by her sexy body. Finally Anne's
father left to go play golf. And Anne's mother left to meet some friends
telling them to find lunch in the kitchen.
As they walked into the kitchen Susie reached for Anne and pulled her
close for a kiss. Anne couldn't resist. Oh god it felt so good to kiss Susie.
And she felt so good in her arms. Oh god, she was such a whore. How
could she like this.
And then Susie pushed Anne down to her knees and removed her bathing
suit bottom. Anne started to move toward Susie's pussy when Susie
reached down and stopped her. Anne looked up questioning.
"I don't think you want my pussy bad enough" Susie said.
Anne was confused. Susie made her eat her pussy. Of course she didn't
want to lick it. She wasn't lesbo. She didn't want to lick another girls clit.
She didn't want to bury her face in that beautiful cunt in front of her.
"If you don't want it you can't have it whore" Susie said as she spread her
one leg up on the counter and played with her clit. "Only dirty little cunt
loving lesbo sluts get to eat this pussy."
Anne stared mesmerized by Susies beautiful little girl cunt. There is was
right in front of her. Why couldn't Susie make her lick it. She would like it
for her. She would make Susie cum and cum. Didn't Susie want to cum.
Susie stared down at Anne's pained face. "Don't want to lick my pussy
whore? Ok, get up and we'll make lunch."
Anne was lost. Susie wasn't going to let her lick her pussy. Didn't she
want it. Didn't she like it. She would do it. She would.
Susie reached down and pulled Anne up, rubbing her pussy against Anne
as she stood up.
Electric shivers ran through Anne's body as she felt Susie's pussy rub the
length of her side.
When she stood up, Susie then removed her top and rubbed her naked body
against Anne. Anne reached out for her but Susie slapped her hands away.
"No touching Anne. You only get to touch if you want to eat my pussy. Do
you want to eat my pussy little whore?"
Anne was frozen. God it felt so good to have Susie rubbing herself over
Anne's body. Just tell her to do it. She would do anything Susie told her to
do. It was dirty but she would do it if she was told to - oh god what
couldn't Susie just tell her to do it.
Oh god, that was Susie's pussy rubbing on her leg. And she could feel her
little breasts against her arm - they felt so nice. Why could Susie kiss her,
just a kiss. Oh god she had to have it, she just had to.
"please" Anne whimpered to Susie.
"Please what slut?" Susie sneered back.
"please Susie, please tell me what you want. I'll do it. I'll do anything for
you" Anne pleaded
"I want lunch - make me lunch cunt face" Susie replied
"please Susie, please please tell me. Oh please just tell me" Anne pleaded
dropping to her knees and holding Susie's leg. Oh god, her leg felt so good
squeezed against her tits. And there was her beautiful pussy. How could
she not want her lips buried in her pussy.
Anne started to move her head over to Susie's pussy. Once I start she'll
love it Anne thought.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing whore" Susie said grabbing
Anne's head. "Are you some kind of lesbo slut who likes burying her face
in little girl's cunts? Huh are you?"
Anne shook her head no "No, no I'm not a lesbo slut. I just want to make
you happy. PLEASE let me make you happy Susie. Please."
"Get away from my pussy then you little whore."
Anne looked up at Susie real confused.
"I'm not a lesbo slut like you" Susie sneered. "I don't like to have girls lick
my pussy. Especially girls who don't want my pussy. Only a disgusting
cunt-eating tramp like you would want to eat my pussy. What kind of dirty
little whore are you?"
Anne shook with these words. No she wasn't a lesbian. She only did it
because Susie wanted her to. Oh god she had to get out of this.
And suddenly there was Susie's pussy an inch in front of her nose. Without
thinking Anne dove in and started licking Susie's clit. Oh god yes, Susie
would love this. Susie wanted this.
And Susie then pushed Anne away from her cunt. "What are you doing you
little cunt-eating piece of shit" Susie shouted.
"I-I'm sorry Susie" Anne said, tears forming in her eyes. "I thought you
would like it."
"I told you whore, this pussy is only for people who want it. And you don't
want it."
"PLEASE Susie, PLEASE let me, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE" Anne
pleaded through her tears.
"Please what whore. What is it you want so bad" Susie demanded.
"please let me eat your pussy" Anne whispered.
"WHY, Why do you want to eat my pussy?"
"i-i-i, oh please don't do this Susie."
"Tell me whore - TELL ME NOW!"
"i-i-i-i wa-wa-want it" Anne whispered, tears streaming down her cheek.
Oh god, how could she say this. She wasn't this sick. She didn't want to
eat another girls cunt. She didn't. Oh god help her.
"You want what - tell me, what is it you want."
"yo-your pussy" Anne replied, tears streaming down her face.
"You want to bury your face in my pussy whore? You want to eat it?"
"Yes yes, oh god yes" Anne said, shaking with shame at the admission.
"Ok whore, if you really need to eat my pussy go ahead" Susie said
spreading her legs.
Anne dove in and luxuriated in the feeling of burying her face in Susie's
pussy. Oh god it felt so good. And then she heard what Susie was saying to
her.
"What a pussy loving little slut. Can't resist eating my cunt can you. You
really are a little girl loving whore aren't you. Do you like eating my little
clit. Do you like the way 15 year old pussy tastes? Are you getting off cunt
eater?"
And Anne shuddered with shame at what Susie was calling her. How could
she do this. How could she beg to eat Susie's pussy. Oh god she was such a
disgusting whore. And as Anne listened to Susie the shame built and built
until it broke in an orgasm.
As she came Susie came too on her mouth, grabbing Anne's head and
rubbing her pussy all over Anne's face coating it with her cum.
Anne shuddered in her after-cum as Susie held her and whispered to her
"what a lovely little pussy slut. You have to be quite a lesbo whore to get
off eating someone's pussy. Such a pretty little slut."
And Anne sobbed as Susie held her and told her what a disgusting tramp
she was.
The Susie pulled her up and announced it was time for lunch. "Sit on the
counter and remove your bikini bottom."
"Wh-why?"
Susie slapped Anne "because I told you to you bitch."
Anne cringed and removed her bikini.
"Now lets see, how about a twinkie" Susie said as she took a twinkie,
pulled Anne's pussy lips apart and pressed the twinkie into her pussy.
"Wha-what are you doing" Anne asked.
"Feeding you whore. Since you think with your pussy we'll feed you there
too" Susie replied.
"Please don't - it feels weird."
"How about some Jell-O" Susie asked rhetorically ignoring Anne's plea.
"No, please no more."
Susie grabbed some handfuls of Jell-O but the didn't go in very far. So she
used her fist to push them into Anne's cunt, pushing her fist most of the
way into Anne's cunt while she did so. She then proceeded to do the same
with a banana, ice cream, angel food cake, and anything else she could
find.
Anne was in shock. How could Susie do this to her. These things didn't
belong in her pussy. Oh god it felt so strange. "Please please Susie stop it.
Please stop it" Anne pleaded. "It hurts - please take it out."
"Time to mix it all up whore" Susie said as she pushed her fist up into
Anne's pussy and started fist fucking her. Food started squirting out
around Susie's arm as she buried it up Anne's pussy as far as she could.
Oh god, this felt so weird with Susie's fist and all that food up in her
pussy. Please god have her stop soon Anne prayed. And as Anne sat there
feeling totally depraved as Susie used her pussy to mush up all the food,
the feelings started to build.
Suddenly Anne found herself heading for an orgasm. "NO NO NO -
STOP, PLEASE STOP" Anne begged as the orgasm hit her. NO this was
wrong. How could she cum from this. This was disgusting. No one cums
with food squirting out of their pussy.
Susie kept pumping her fist, feeling another cum build in Anne. This was
just too much. Look at the little slut - anything would make her cum.
"That's it my little piece of fuck-meat, cum for me. Cum on my fist
pounding into your hole."
Oh god, it felt so good having that fist completely fill her pussy. Oh yes she
was a disgusting little piece of trash. She was a whore. "Fuck the whore
with your fist Susie, fuck me, fuck me hard" Anne screamed. And then she
came and came and came.
As the cums subsided, Susie pulled her fist out of Anne's pussy and
scooped up the food that had come out, and fed it to Anne. And Anne
opened her mouth and ate. And as she realized that she was eating food
that had been in her pussy, food that tasted of her pussy, she had another
small orgasm over how disgusting it was.
How could she eat food from her pussy. She was a dirty little whore. What
was Susie doing, she was taking Anne's hand and using it to scoop up
some food from Anne's pussy. Oh my god, she was moving it toward her
mouth. And with Anne unresisting, Susie used Anne's hand to feed Anne
from her pussy.
"Feed yourself slut - you're old enough" Susie said.
Anne reached down and scooped up some more food and slowly raised it to
her mouth.
"That's it slut. That's how a total slut feeds herself" Susie encouraged.
Anne closed her eyes and ate the food from her hand. And then she
reached down for more. This was so disgusting. How she must look
scooping food from her pussy and shoving it in her mouth. She was such a
tramp.
Each time Anne emptied her pussy, Susie would fill it up again, mashing
the food with her fist. And then having Anne reach her entire hand into
her pussy to scoop the food back out. And Anne got hotter and hotter as
she debased herself further and further.
When Anne was full, Susie told her "spread it all over your body whore."
"Wh-what" Anne stammered looking at Susie fearfully.
Susie reached for Anne's clit and started playing with it. "You heard me
you dirty cunt. Show me what a filthy tramp you are. Spread that food all
over that disgusting whore body of yours." And as Susie said each word,
she continued to frig Anne's clit.
Anne shuddered with each word as though Susie was hitting her. Look at
her with food leaking out of her hole. Susie was right, she was a dirty little
tramp. Oh god, how could she be so disgusting. And she was getting off on
it. Susie's hand was going to make her cum. Oh no.
Anne reached down and grabbed some of the slop oozing from her cunt.
And as she spread it across her stomach, she came. "Oh god, oh god, OH
GOD. Fuck me, make me cum. Make my slutty pussy cum" Anne shouted.
Anne reached for more slop. But, as her hand rose toward her stomach,
Susie grabbed it and guided it toward Anne's face. And as Anne allowed
her hand to wipe the mixture of food and pussy juice over her face, the
thought of how she must look sent her over the edge again. "Oh god I'M
CUUUMMMMMMMIIIIINNNGGG" she shouted. "Oh yes, oh yes, oh
yes."
Anne continued to spread food all over her body. Susie had her pay
particular attention to her big cow tits, spreading it over her tits, packing it

between her bikini and the tits, and then spreading it over the bikini itself.
Finally Anne was covered in the slop from her cunt. It looked like she had
rolled in a pig trough. Susie then had her stand up and walk into the
backyard. Anne was trembling in disgust at how she looked and what she
had done.
"I need to wash it off, please let me wash it off" Anne begged Susie. "This
is too disgusting. I have to get this off now."
"You really do look like a piece of trash" Susie told Anne, watching her
cringe at the statement. "You look like you've been rolling around in the
garbage. In fact, you look like a piece of garbage."
About that time Anne's dog trotted up and started licking her feet and
ankles eating the food.
"No Rover, don't" Anne commanded the dog.
"Shut up slut" Susie snarled. "Why should the food go to waste? Just
because you rolled around in it doesn't mean its no good for the dog."
"What do you mean?" Anne asked all confused.
"Let him lick it off. For a dirty whore like you, a tongue bath from a dog is
more than clean enough."
"I-I can't do that" Anne insisted.
Susie slapped Anne. "Don't you fucking tell me what you can and can't do
you little slut. You're my whore and you do whatever I tell you to do."
Anne froze. How dare Susie slap her. She had no right. "Leave me alone"
Anne cried. "I'm not going to play any of your dirty games anymore. I'm
not." And Anne heaved a sigh of relief. She had done it. She had told Susie
no.
Susie stared at Ann for a couple of seconds and then slapped her again. "I
said shut the fuck up you little whore. You're my little pussy slave and
don't you forget it. Or don't you remember how you loved shoving your
face in my pussy."
"Its wrong Susie. Oh please understand, its just wrong. I can't do it" Anne
said as her will started to weaken.
"Is it any more wrong than when you raped Rachael?" Susie asked.
"Maybe we should play the video I brought of that so you can compare.
Maybe we should ask your parents to watch too."
Anne looked at Susie with utter fright on her face. "No no, you can't do
that. No please, I'll do anything. Please don't show my parents the tape."
"Get on your hands and knees fuck face" Susie demanded.
"Oh god no, oh god please please" Anne whimpered as she sunk to her
knees. "Please don't do this. I'll do anything Susie, just please don't do
this."
"Look at you" Susie said holding Anne's face so she was staring at Susie.
"You are such a dirty little thing. On your hands and knees as your dog
licks all of that slop off of you. Do you think he likes it better because the
taste of your cum is mixed into the food?"
Anne shuddered as she felt Rover's tongue on her leg. Oh god, this was so
wrong. This was evil letting her dog lick her. She didn't care what Susie
threatened, she couldn't let Rover lick certain parts of her. She would
rather die.
And what Susie was saying about her. No she wasn't a dirty little whore.
She was only doing this because Susie was blackmailing her, not because
she wanted it. Why was Susie doing this to her. She would be nice to Susie.
"Remember last night when you licked my pussy" Susie asked. "Remember
when I licked yours? Remember after you raped Rachael how I held you
and fingered your clit. Didn't that feel good? Think about how good it felt
to have me hold you and finger you to cum after cum."
Anne closed her eyes and concentrated on that memory to block out what
she was doing right now. It had felt so good to lie in Susie's arms as she
came and came. Why couldn't Susie do that now. Oh that had felt so good.
And as Anne thought about the previous night, she started to enjoy the
feeling of Rover's tongue on her legs, and then her stomach. And when his
tongue moved to the edge of her ass, the feeling, along with her thoughts
brought her up to the edge.
"Oh is my little whore going to cum" Susie asked. "Cum for me my little
slut."
And as Anne started to cum Susie continued "think about that dog's tongue
on your ass making you cum"
"No" Anne said startled as she realized what Susie was saying. "No that's
not - oh god no - no, oh oh."
"Yes my slut, cum on the dog's tongue. Cum for me."
Anne looked at Susie with fear on her face. "Please stop him Susie, oh god
please stop" she begged as she felt his tongue move toward her ass crack.
Oh god, his tongue was doing all kinds of funny things to her. The thought
of Rover's tongue on her bathing suit over her ass had her frozen.
This couldn't be exciting her. This couldn't be why she had cum. NO NO
it couldn't. Susie was wrong. It was the thoughts of Susie's mouth and
hand on her clit that had made her cum. She had been thinking of
something else.
This scared her. She didn't want Rover's tongue on her anywhere. And
now rover was licking the food off of her bikini bottom. This was too
disgusting. But Susie was holding her in position. She couldn't move. And
if she did, Susie would show the tape to her parents. Better to hold still.
So Anne froze in place, shaking with fear and crying in shame as she let
her dog lick all the food off of her body. And when Susie made her sit up
on her knees so Rover could lick the front of her bikini bottom and her
chest, Anne closed her eyes and held her position, while all the time
shaking with sobs over what she was allowing her dog to do.
And Susie loved watching Rover lick the food off of Anne's taut belly,
working toward her tits. Those wonderful gigantic whore tits sticking out
from Anne's body. God she loved how those looked, heaving and shaking
with Anne's sobs.
And when Rover had cleaned all of Anne except her crotch, Susie had
Anne stand up with her legs spread. Susie then pushed Rover's snout into
Anne's crotch. "Finish up your lunch boy" she said.
"Oh god no" Anne cried. "PLEASE GOD NO" she begged sobbing. "I'll
do anything but please don't do this - I beg you PLEASE."
"Do you want to take your bikini off" Susie asked sweetly. "We can let
Rover clean out the inside of your pussy. I'll bet you'd like that wouldn't
you?"
Anne froze. Oh god no. She would rather die. She could handle this. She
could get thorough it. Yes she could. Ok, he's doing it. OH GOD, HER
DOG WAS LICKING HER PUSSY THROUGH THE SUIT. "Oh god"
Anne sobbed "Oh god please help me."
Susie held Anne's head and stroked her hair as Rover cleaned the food off
of the suit. Once the food was cleaned off, Rover kept trying to lick the
food between the suit and Anne's pussy, continuing to lick her clit through
the suit.
Anne sobbed her soul out as she clung to Susie, shuddering in shame at the
image of her dog licking her clit. And as the feelings built, Anne came in
Susie's arms, shuddering even more in shame that she came from the
licking. Oh god, how could her body betray her like this.
And with the cum, Anne collapsed. Rover ran off and Susie held Anne,
kissing her and gently fingering her clit. And as Anne cried in Susie's
arms, she once again grabbed on to Susie as her anchor in a storm of
uncertainty. She let herself go, kissing Susie back and relaxing in the
feelings of the gentle cums Susie's fingers were generating in her.
Susie loved her and would take care of her.
 

Chapter 15 - Weekends
For the next couple of weekends Susie came over to Anne's house. She
even spent Friday and Saturday night with Anne. How could Anne's
parents object - what was wrong with an innocent 15 year old girl spending
the night with their daughter.
Susie would manage for most of the weekend to keep Anne constantly
cuming in the most embarrassing ways. Riding the school bus to Anne's
house, they would sit in the back and Susie would finger Anne toward the
end of the ride when the bus was mostly empty. Anne would get off with a
giant wet spot on the back of her skirt.
When they went to the bathroom, Susie would have Anne eat her
afterwards and leave a coat of girl cum all over Anne's face. Or Susie
would eat Anne to the edge of an orgasm, and they would then go back out
where Anne's parents were. And Susie would do this repeatedly until Anne
was ready to finger herself in front of her own parents. And then Susie
would have Anne go to the next room and finger herself while Susie talked
to Anne's parents - just steps away from seeing Anne fingering her clit.
At night all Susie let Anne wear was a T-shirt, no panties. So Anne would
be walking around her parents feeling totally naked. And bending or
sitting wrong would show her parents everything. And to make it worse,
sometimes Susie attached bells to Anne's cunt rings so Anne had to walk
and move even more carefully.
They would cuddle up under a blanket to watch TV with Anne's parents
Under the blanket Anne would pull up her shirt and Susie would finger her
clit the entire time. Anne would quietly cum repeatedly just inches away
from her parents.
At night they would sleep in a 69 licking each other until they fell asleep
and again in the morning. Sometimes Susie would handcuff Anne's hands
behind her back and leave vibrators on in Anne's pussy and ass all night
long.
On Sunday's for church, Susie would dress Anne up in a corset and
stockings. Susie then put on her red lipstick and would place kisses all
over
Anne's tits and cunt. Then Susie would help Anne put a dress on. Anne
would almost cum knowing Susie's kisses were all over her in church.
They would go to watch a movie and Susie would finger Anne the entire
time. Even if someone was seated right next to Anne, Susie would still
finger her and get her off. Several times people had moved away from
them in disgust realizing what they were doing - which only added to
Anne's mortification.
When they went to the store Anne would have a vibrator in her pussy and
the butt-plug in her ass. Sometimes Anne would wear a very short skirt.
And sometimes she would wear nothing but a T-shirt. In either case, the
slightest breath of wind would lift up the edge, showing everyone her ass
and pussy.
Susie would have Anne walk to the railing on the top floor of the mall so
that people below could look up and see her bar slit, with the vibrator
stuffed up into it. Anne would hold onto the railing with her eyes closed
embarrassed and ashamed at what everyone could see.
But she had to do it. One time she told Susie no and Susie then pulled her
T-shirt up to her armpits with people all around them. Anne almost died.
Only a couple of boys had actually seen it - no one else was sure what had
gone on. But Anne's will to resist died with that. Nothing Susie made her
do was as bad as having her shirt pulled up.
Occasionally in the stores, in a cornet where no one could see them, Susie
would have Anne crouch down and plunge the vibrator in and out of her
cunt. Anne would sink in a pool of shame, plunging the vibrator in and out
of her slit, and cumming in a store with people all around them.
At least once each weekend both of Anne's parents would leave for awhile.
And each time, Susie repeated filling Anne's cunt with food, spreading it
over Anne, and having Rover lick it off. And each time, Anne would cry in
shame at what she was doing. And then, after it was over, she would
shudder in Susie's arms for a half hour or more because she had cum from
her dog's tongue.
And so it went. Susie kept Anne in a state of constant arousal. And Anne
was constantly ashamed of the dirty whore things Susie kept doing to her.
Anne was also kept barely dressed. Wearing just a T-shirt to the mall was
almost as bad in Anne's mind as going naked.
When Anne's parents were gone, Anne was totally naked in her house, and
usually playing with her pussy. When they were there, Susie kept Anne as
naked as possible, cuddling under a blanket to watch TV with a naked
Anne. Lifting her skirt when Anne was on the other side of the counter
from her parents. Taking Anne's bikini bottom off when they were in the
pool and Anne's mom was inside watching them.
And always, keeping Anne on the edge of her next orgasm, or making her
cum. Anne would fall asleep cuming. She would wake to Susie's mouth on
her clit bringing her to her first orgasm of the day. A trip to the
bathroom
always meant a cum or two. A trip to the mall was a constant high with
Susie having her hands on Anne almost constantly.
At home Anne would have orgasm after orgasm. Everytime they went up
to Anne's room Susie would have Anne strip and then bring herself off.
They would then rub their naked bodies together, Susie with her just
blooming womanhood and small tits pressed against Anne's giant cow
udders, mouths glued to each other with tongues darting down each others
throats. Legs intertwined as bare pussies rubbed against each other. And
hands running over each others bodies.
This was Anne's refuge from the storm. There was nothing disgusting she
had to do during these sessions. She and Susie would just make mad
passionate love to each other. Anne would release all of her pent up shame
and degradation into their love-making. And it was love-making. Anne
was falling deeply in love with Susie. She loved running her hands over
Susies small breasts. She loved feeling Susie's little pussy rub against
her
leg. And she loved kissing Susie, darting her tongue into Susie's mouth
and feeling Susie's wet tongue in her mouth.
And it was mutual. Susie found herself falling in love with the little
whore.
How could she not. Anne did everything Susie told her to. Having Anne
eat her to several climaxes a day alone would be enough to make most girls
fall for the slut. Susie loved seeing Anne's naked body. She was such a
beautiful sight with those giant tits that screamed the word SLUT, that
lovely bare pussy, and those rings everywhere that showed her for the
whore she was. Mostly she loved Anne because Anne wallowed in every
degrading act Susie demanded of her.

After 2 weekends one Sunday, Susie kept bringing Anne coke's to drink.
Anne was so pleased that Susie was doing something for her that she kept
drinking them as they laid out near the pool. But when she had to go pee,
Susie wouldn't let Anne get up.
"Susie PLEASE, I really need to pee" Anne begged.
"Don't you dare get up" Susie whispered to Anne while smiling at Anne's
mother who was watching them.
"I have to Susie or I'm going to explode" Anne pleaded.
"Let it out right there."
"WHAT?" Anne said so loud her mother looked up at her.
"I want you to pee right there."
"I can't do that" Anne insisted.
"Yes you can - if you don't want your bladder to explode."
"Oh god" Anne said as she started to release her bladder, feeling her
bikini
get warm and wet.
"That's it my little slut" Susie whispered to Anne. God she loved doing
this to her in front of Anne's parents.
Anne shuddered in shame. Here she was pissing in her pants in front of her
mom. This was so disgusting. How could she do something so disgusting.
And as Anne felt the pee dribble down her legs and ass and drip to the
cement she felt like a total tramp.
As she was still peeing Susie grabbed her hand and said "come-on, lets go
swim" and pulled her up. So Anne followed Susie to the pool with pee
dribbling out of her bikini down her lets to her feet. GOD it felt so
disgusting. She was pissing on herself.
Once they were in the pool Anne felt better as the pee was washed away.
Susie leaned over to Anne and whispered "Lets swim over by your mom.
When we're next to her, out your hand in my cunt. And don't you dare pull
it out for ANY reason."
"I-I can't do that" Anne said horrified.
"Should I tell your mom to check out that puddle under your lounge?"
Susie asked smiling.
"O-Ok" Anne whimpered.
The two swam over and as Susie spread her legs wide under water and
talked to Anne's mom, Anne placed her fingers in Susie's pussy. Once
Anne's hand was in there, Susie closed her legs trapping Anne's hand.
Suddenly Anne's hand felt warm. OH MY GOD, Susie was pissing all over
Anne's hand. Anne tried to pull her hand away but her mother would
notice if she tried too hard so she was trapped. Anne was totally ashamed
at herself - she was allowing Susie to piss on her and she wasn't doing
anything to stop it.
After Susie stopped pissing, she pushed Anne's head underwater where she
had pissed. Anne's mom took it as plain old fun. How was she to know that
Susie was pushing her daughter's head into piss? But Anne knew and she
almost threw up when she got some of the water in her mouth.
From that point forward, Anne rarely pee'ed into a toilet on the weekends.
When she was in her bikini Susie always made her pee in her pants,
sometimes not letting her swim until hours later after it had dried in her
bikini.
In public, if there was a bush to go behind, or an alley to duck in to,
then
Anne had to squat and pee on the ground hoping no one would see her.
And with nothing to wipe, she would have drops fall down her leg
afterwards.
And every morning and night in the shower, Susie would pee into Anne's
hands, and then have Anne pee into her own hands. Anne would always
wash her hands immediately afterwards. But like the lipstick kisses on her
breasts and cunt, she never felt her hands were clean enough.
After that, Susie had Anne play with her clit in the shower and pee when
she came. While Anne hated this, it became such a habit that she did it
even on weekdays when Susie wasn't there, crying in shame that her urges
caused her to do something so dirty.

Susie also started experimenting in bondage with Anne. Susie was
fascinated with Anne's giant tits. Having DD breasts on a petite little
frame was such a sexy site. And there was almost no sag in them yet, that
would come in later years but not yet.
Susie would spend hours kissing and sucking and caressing Anne's giant
udders. Burying her face in them while squeezing and grabbing them too.
Then one day, Susie pulled out some line and started to wrap the base of
one breast. Wrapping tighter and tighter telling Anne to shut up when she
protested. Susie wrapped it so tight that the rest of Anne's breast
ballooned
out around the rope, making it even bigger.
Susie then wrapped Anne's other tit with the rope too, making them both
stick out. They looked so beautiful like this, turning a deep red and then
slowly purple. Susie gently kissed and caressed them for a half hour before
untying the rope.
Anne was in agony for 10 minutes after the rope was undone and the blood
rushed back into her tits. Susie held her and kissed her as the agony
slowly
subsided. Susie then strapped on a dildo and they made love while Susie
mauled Anne's sensitive tits and Anne cried from the pain as she had
orgasm after orgasm.
After that, Susie would wrap Anne's tits and have her dress and walk
around the house in front of her parents with her tits all bound up. And
Susie would bump into Anne's breasts, or cause Anne to bump into the
wall, sending pain shooting through Anne's oversensitized breasts.
Next Susie bought bracelets for Anne that could be clipped together. So
while all anyone else saw as Anne wearing matching bracelets and holding
her hands together behind her, actually they were clipped together and
Anne had to hold her hands behind her back.
Susie loved nothing better than to take Anne to the mall with her breasts
bound, her hands clipped behind her, wearing nothing but a T-shirt and
high-heeled sandals. Watching Anne's constant pain and embarrassment
as men around her stared at her.
Having Anne stand behind a rack of clothes where everyone could see her
from the chest up as Susie would pull up the T-shirt and play with her
clit,
bringing Anne to orgasm in front of all the other shoppers. And Anne
wanting to curl up and die but unable to do anything with her hands tied
behind her back.
Susie started keeping Anne's hands clipped behind her back whenever she
could, unclipping them only when her parents were around and could tell.
In public, Anne came to accept that it was normal for her hands to be tied
behind her back. At home, in private, in another room from her parents,
while watching TV Anne had her hands clipped behind her back. And
while sunning herself in the backyard, Susie would clip Anne's hands to
the top of the lounge, holding them in place.
To complete Anne's bondage in public, Susie got Anne some really thick
contact lenses (Anne's vision was 20/20) and had her wear those, and 7"
heels when they went out. With the contact lenses everything was a blurry
shape to Anne and anything more than 10 feet away was part of an
indistinguishable background.
The heels made it extremely difficult to walk and with the lenses in,
impossible to see where she was stepping. With her arms behind her and
her bound breasts sensitive to anything she bumped into, Anne was totally
dependent on Susie.
Susie would lean over to kiss Anne someplace private and then tell Anne
that 20 men had watched them french kiss. Anne would sink in shame at
what she had done. They would sit in a restaurant facing the wall where no
one could see them and Susie would have Anne spread her legs for all the
men supposedly watching her. And when Susie would then rub her clit
getting her off, Anne would feel totally degraded for cuming like a whore
in front of everyone.

Anne refused to do what Susie said just once. They were in a sporting
goods store and Susie had a bat sticking up from the floor and wanted
Anne to fuck it. When Anne said no, Susie walked off. Anne stood there
and called for her - but Susie was gone. What could she do. She couldn't
see, she couldn't use her hands, and if she fell down in her high heels,
everyone would see her bare pussy and the ever present butt-plug in her
ass.
Anne stood there and quietly sobbed. She couldn't ask anyone for help.
How could she tell someone that her hands were clipped behind her back.
If she did they would know - know that she was someone's private little
whore to use and abuse anyway they wished.
Anne took a tentative step, and the another. As hope started to spring up,
she bumped into a rack, sending pain shooting through her bound breasts.
As Anne stumbled from bumping in, her foot hit something else and she
started to fall down.
Oh god, she thought NOOOOOOOOOO. This was her worst nightmare.
Everyone would find out. But as Anne fell, she fell against a body. A body
that reached out and steadied her. "Are you ok?" the blurry shape in front
of her asked.
"F-fine, I'm fine thank you" Anne replied.
The shape moved off and Anne froze afraid to move again. Oh god what
was she going to do. Anne shivered in fear. Everyone would see. Anne
suddenly realized what she looked like. Here she was dressed in just a T-
shirt, with her tits wrapped in rope, and wearing 7" heels. She was an
utter
slut. Oh god, she wished she could just roll up into a ball and disappear.
"Hi slut" Susie whispered in her ear. "Have you changed your mind?"
Anne almost collapsed in relief. Susie was back. Oh thank god. "Please
don't leave me Susie, please don't ever leave me" Anne begged.
"Are you my little slut?"
"Yes, yes, oh please don't leave me Susie."
"Are you going to tell me no again?"
"No, no I won't tell you no again."
"You just said no whore" Susie said and walked away again.
"Susie wait, Susie please wait" Anne cried desperately.
There was no answer. Oh god, she had left her. Oh god help her.
Anne stood there for what seemed a lifetime praying for Susie to come
back. Finally she felt a touch on her arm.
"Are you going to tell me no again?" Susie asked.
"N-Y-I-I" Anne stammered unsure how to answer the question.
"Want me to leave again?" Susie asked letting go of Anne's arm and
stepping back smiling.
"N-N-N-P-Please Susie" begged Anne.
"Please what?"
"Please don't leave me." Anne pleaded.
"Answer me then slut - will you ever tell me no again?"
Suddenly inspiration struck "I won't Susie, I won't ever say it again" Anne
said with relief.
"Are you my whore?"
"Yes Susie, I'm your whore" Anne replied.
"Don't call me Susie anymore. Call me Mistress" Susie demanded.
"Yes Mistress" Anne said, readily agreeing to anything Susie asked. Just as
long as she didn't leave her.
"You never fucked that bat my little whore did you?"
"N-No" Anne whimpered.
"You said no" Susie said letting go of Anne's arm.
Anne freaked. Oh my god no. Susie was going to leave her here. Anne
started to panic.
"And you forgot to say Mistress slut" Susie continued. "Whatever am I
going to do with you?"
"Please please Mistress, please don't leave me" Anne pleaded.
"That's better cunt hole" Susie said with scorn dripping from her voice.
Anne reacted as though hit. "Maybe you're too stupid to avoid using the
word no. Are you too stupid my little fuck face?"
Anne grasped at her last chance. "Yes, yes I'm too stupid. Please forgive
me Su-Mistress. Please forgive me" Anne begged with tears running down
her face.
"Ok my stupid little slut, you can say no. But don't you EVER EVER
disagree with me. You got that?" Susie demanded.
"N-No, I won't Susie" Anne said in relief.
"Mistress whore - my name is Mistress" Susie hissed.
"Mistress - I'm sorry Mistress" Anne stammered. It won't happen again.
Susie reached down and pulled the vibrator out of Anne's pussy. She then
positioned the bat below her.
"Ok slut, drop your hot hole down on the bat. You know you want it. You
want to fuck it don't you?" Susie asked.
Anne started to drop down and felt the end of the bat pressing against her
cunt hole. "Ye-Yes" she answered Susie.
"Yes what?" Susie demanded.
"Yes Mistress."
"Yes Mistress what - what is it you want to do?"
"I-I want to fuck the bat Mistress" Anne said and sobbed as she said it. Oh
god, how could she say she wanted to do something so disgusting. She
didn't want to do this. She didn't want to fuck the bat. How could she say
that. Suddenly Anne realized that Susie was talking to her.
"Tell me how much you love it slut. Tell me that you love having a bat up
your cunt. I mean, if you didn't like it there's no reason for me to stay
here
is there?"
"Oh please don't leave Susie. I lo-"
"Mistress you dumb cunt. Can't you even remember something that
simple. Or are all your brains in that wet hole of yours?"
Anne cringed. "I'm sorry Mistress - I'm sorry. Please don't leave me."
"You really are a dumb little cunt aren't you?" Susie sneered.
"Yes Mistress, I'm sorry" Anne whimpered.
Susie noticed that Anne was not fucking the bat. "Come on whore, fuck the
bat. Get yourself off on it. You know you want it. You know you love
having it up your pussy. Tell me how much you love it."
Anne started moving up and down on the bat. God it hurt stretching her
pussy. And her legs hurt moving her body up and down. "I love it Mistress.
I love feeling the bat in my pussy."
"Keep talking slut. Don't stop talking or fucking till you cum. Tell your
Mistress how much you love fucking the bat. Tell me what a disgusting
little slut you are."
Anne felt so degraded she wanted to die. Fucking the bat was so dirty. She
was acting like a total whore. And now Mistress wanted her to say she
liked it. Mistress wanted her to cum. She couldn't do that. She couldn't
pretend to like it. And there was no way she could cum.
"I can leave slut. I can leave you here with a bat up your pussy and send
the manager over to see what's going on. Would you like that?"
Oh god - "I love it Mistress. I love fucking the bat. It's getting me so
hot. I
love feeling it stuffed up in my pussy" Anne babbled on in desperation.
And as Anne went on and on, she felt more and more disgusted with
herself. Look at her talk about how it turned her on.
And then Anne found herself getting turned on. Oh god she was enjoying
it. She couldn't, oh no she couldn't. This was just too disgusting. But as
the feelings built, Anne's words started reflecting how she really felt.
"Oh god, it feels so good plunging into my pussy Mistress. I love it. Its
getting me hot. Oh fuck me, fuck me." And Anne went on and on.
As she built up, Susie started whispering to her "are you my little sex
slave? Are you my little pussy eating lesbo whore?"
As Anne heard the words she shuddered. She was Susi- no Mistresses sex
slave. She was her whore. And a mini-orgasm ran through Anne as she
realized this. What a dirty thought, that she was Mistress's sex slave.
"Yes,
yes Mistress I'm your sex slave. I'm your whore" Anne said as she
approached her cum.
Susie stopped Anne's movement when the bat was fully in her pussy. "Are
you my slave? Are you my pussy slave?"
Anne strained to pump herself on the bat so she could cum. Why was
Mistress stopping her. She would do anything to cum right now. "Yes, I'm
your slave Mistress. I'm anything you want."
Susie released Anne so she could continue pumping. "Keep telling me
you're my pussy slave cunt."
"I'm your pussy slave Mistress. I love eating your pussy. I love you
Mistress. Please let me cum." Anne kept repeating variations of these lines
as she pumped herself toward an orgasm. Oh god, she wanted to cum so
bad. Oh please don't stop me Mistress Anne thought.
Suddenly there was a voice. "What the hell is going on here?" Susie looked
over. Oh shit, it was the store manager. And he could see exactly what was
going on. Fuck, everything down the tubes. Once the police were involved
she wouldn't see Anne again for a hundred years.
Anne freaked. Oh god, someone was watching her fuck the bat. And they
heard what she was telling Susie. This couldn't be happening. Oh god help
her - everyone would find out what a disgusting little tramp she was.
Fucking a bat in the middle of the department store. Anne stood and
sobbed in shame at the thought of how she must look.
Think Susie said to herself THINK. What the fuck was she going to do.
She could run but they would have Anne. And Anne would talk. WAIT A
MINUTE. Look at him. He was staring at the bat in Anne's pussy. He was
mesmerized. OF COURSE, what guy could resist that sight.
Susie walked over to the manager. "You can call the cops. And this all
stops right now. Or you can watch while she finishes. Think about it - ever
think you'll get to see this again. Don't you want to watch her cum on the
bat?"
He was frozen. Susie figured that he couldn't help it. He wanted to call
the
cops. It was the right thing to do. But he couldn't pull his eyes off of
Anne.
"Fuck it" Susie said to Anne. "Fuck the bat you dirty little cunt. Fuck it
or
he'll call the cops"
Anne was frozen. She couldn't do this in front of someone else. What
would he think of her. He would think she was an utter slut. But she had
to. She had to. Oh God and Anne shuddered at the utter shame of fucking a
bat in front of a stranger. And then she started to move.
"Tell me that you're my sex slave my little whore" Susie whispered.
Anne sobbed and started to cry. Not in front of this stranger. She
couldn't.
She couldn't show the world what a slutty disgusting tramp she had
become.
"Tell me NOW or I leave you for him and the cops" Susie snarled.
Anne's whole body was racked with sobs. Rivers of tears were running
down her face. She couldn't do this. It was too humiliating even for the
slut she had become. But she had to... "I'm you slut Mistress. I'm your
pussy slave. I'm your lesbo whore. I love you Mistress. I'm your sex slave.
I'll do anything you want me to."
"Is my little sex slave going to cum? Cum for your Mistress you little
whore."
And the vision of what she had become pushed Anne over the edge into a
mind-blowing orgasm. She lost all strength and fell onto the bat jamming
it all the way up into her pussy with her weight resting on it. And through
the orgasm Anne kept whispering to Susie "I love you Mistress. I'm you
pussy slave Mistress."
Susie looked over to the store manager who had obviously cum in his
pants. She went over to him and whispered to him. He nodded once, took a
last look at Anne and hurried away.
Susie went back to Anne who was starting to panic when Susie left her.
"Its ok my little slave, your Mistress is here. I'll take care of you. Its
ok my
little whore."
And Anne relaxed as she came down from her cum. Oh god, here she was
in a store with a bat jammed up her pussy. She had just cum in front of
someone else. This was so awful. Please oh please she needed to get out of
here. "Please Susie ca-"
Susie put her hand over Anne's mouth (she couldn't slap her here - people
would see it). "Its Mistress you slut" Susie hissed.
"I-I'm sorry Mistress. Please PLEASE can we leave now" Anne begged.
"We're just about to go my little pussy slave. But I'm waiting for the
manager to bring something. You can't walk out with everyone seeing that
bat up your pussy. Everyone would be too disgusted to see what a tramp
you really are."
Anne cringed at the thought. "Please pull it out" she asked Susie.
"You forgot to say Mistress" Susie laughed.
"Please pull it out Mistress" Anne pleaded.
"Too late - it stays in. But don't worry" Susie said as the manager came
back and handed her a wrap-around skirt. "Here's a skirt to hide it." And
Susie wrapped the floor length skirt around Anne. And Anne waddled the
length of the mall with a bat jammed up her pussy under her skirt, her
bound breasts pushing out against the too tight T-shirt bouncing for
everyone to see.

When they arrived at Anne's home, Susie had Anne lay down on the bed
and fuck herself with the bat. And Anne sat on her face and had Anne eat
her out. And the whole time she talked to Anne. "You're my sex slave. I'm
your Mistress. You do whatever I tell you to do. You don't do anything
unless I tell you. Do you understand my little whore?"
And each time Susie asked Anne if she understood Anne would stop eating
her for a second and say "Yes Mistress" and then go back to eating Susie's
pussy. After a half hour of this, Susie had beat down most of Anne's little
remaining willpower.
Susie also had Anne wear a walkman most of the time, while at home, at
school, when they went on their trips, and while sleeping. It was a
recording, mostly of Anne's voice from the tapes they had made of her
calling herself a whore and a slut. The sounds of people fucking Anne and
of Anne raping Rachael.
And interspersed within it all were Susie's voice, over a background of the
two of them fucking, telling Anne that Susie was her Mistress and that she
was Mistress' sex slave. That she was to do anything and everything
Mistress told her to do. That her only role in life was to be Mistress'
whore
and slut and slave."
Through all of this Anne lost all of her willpower and retreated into her
own world where all that existed was her Mistress. Anne rarely could
choose what to do with Susie keeping her as naked and bound as possible.
Wearing the heels and contacts made it impossible for Anne to take even a
few simple steps without Mistress.
And the tape playing in her ears everywhere, in the most normal situations,
made her constantly aware that she was her Mistress' sex slave. Sitting at
dinner with her parents or in class at school while listening to Rachael's
screams as she raped her, or men calling her a whore as she jerked them
off on the dance floor, made these things a part of her normal life.
Then her Mistress' voice, her Mistress who she loved so much, telling her
that she was Mistress' pussy slave, that became Anne's new foundation.
Her Mistress who was always with her, even when she wasn't physically
there, that became the new foundation for Anne to re-build her mind on.

Susie also expanded how Anne fed Rover. There was a brand of large dog
biscuits that Rover loved. So when Anne and Susie arrived at Anne's
house, Susie would have Anne stick one of the biscuits half into her pussy.
The first couple of times they did this Anne's parents weren't home. So as
soon as they stepped in the door, Susie raised Anne's dress and Rover
grabbed the biscuit. Anne stood in shame, but it was over so fast that it
wasn't that big a deal.
Then Susie stopped raising Anne's skirt. Rover could smell the biscuit and
made a beeline for Anne's crotch. With her hands clipped behind her back,
Anne couldn't stop him. Rover's head darted under Anne's skirt and
grabbed the dog biscuit.
This repeated time after time with Rover learning that there was always a
treat for him under Anne's skirt. And Anne had to allow her dog to stick
his head under her skirt, pulling the biscuit from her pussy. Sometimes his
nose would hit her clit. Or his tongue would lick her pussy. And each time
Anne shuddered in shame.