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CONTROL FREAK M/f teen, mind control, NC By. Dr. Wu

This story contains sex. If you are under 21, go somewhere else. This story is
1999 by Dr. Wu. It may be re-posted to any free newsgroup, and archived
on any site that is free. It may not be archived on any site that requires
payment in any form. This story is complete fiction, and the characters bear no
resemblance to anyone, living or dead. Anyone who would even think about doing
anything in these stories would be guily of major felonies, but this is pure
fantasy. Enjoy.

Author's note: After completing the rather extensive "Toying With Tiffany" saga,
Dr. Wu is still noodling around with ideas for a sequel. In the meantime, this is
a shorter, self-contained story, a little different from "Tiffany," but in other
ways, somewhat similar. The Tiffany sequel will happen when it happens. In the
meantime....

CONTROL FREAK

Hello, sweetness. What's your name?

Who are you?

Oh come on, I asked you first.

What's happened to me?

Jeez, sweetness, we're never going to get anywhere at this rate.

Help! Somebody please help me! What's going on?

No one can hear you, sweetness. Look around. Oh, sorry, you can't look around.
Well, let me help you out. As you know, we're standing in the middle of the mall.
You were just standing there by yourself a few seconds ago, looking good enough
to eat, staring into the shoe store window. I walked over and took control of
your mind. By controlling your mind, I control your body. You are now frozen in
place, as immobile as the mannequins in the other store windows. You can't talk
or scream, you can only whisper. So when you called for help just now, no one
could hear you except me.

What do you want?

I want you, sweetness. I want to spend a little time with you, maybe an hour or
so, and then I'll be on my way.

Go away. Leave me alone. Please.

Come on, darling. You're starting to piss me off. And you don't want to piss me
off, I can assure you. You want to cooperate, within your limited abilities. Now
I'll tell you what. We're gonna take a walk, you and me, like we're old friends.
I am controlling your mind, so I'm gonna be in charge of your legs. Here we go, I
have my arm around your waist, and we're walking, slowly but normally, over here
to the food court where we can sit down in a quiet corner and not be disturbed.
Inside you're freaking out, I know, but everyone else in the mall just sees a
girl with a pleasant smile on her face walking with an older man. There. We're
here. Now I'll sit you down across from me at the table, and you're still
smiling. Inside, I know you're screaming. Your kind always do. But just get
control of yourself. The sooner you answer my questions, the sooner I'll be done
playing with you and you can go back to normal. Now, what's your name?

Cindy.

Very good, Cindy. And how old are you?

16.

That's about what I figured, Cindy. You're simply an amazingly beautiful girl.
Blonde hair cut short, perfect skin, and a body that drives men wild. I'll bet
all the boys at school just about go nuts over you,. don't they, Cindy?

Please go away, Mister. Please, please, I'm begging you.

Cindy, the last thing you want is for me to go away. If I walk away, you'll be
frozen like this forever. You'll never move a muscle or speak a word again.
You'll be a vegetable. You don't want that, do you?

No.

Then answer all of my questions and quit pissing me off or you're going to be
very sorry. You know I'm inside you're brain, don't you Cindy? And I'm
controlling your body and your speech, but not your thoughts and emotions, right?

Yes.

Then answer my questions, and tell the truth, cause I'm looking inside your mind
and I can tell if you're lying. Now: Do all the boys at school think you're hot,
Cindy?

Yes.

Do you feel their eyes carressing your body?

Yes.

And do you like that feeling, knowing that all the boys at school are watching
your body, and fantasizing about fucking you?

No.

Cindy. I can hurt you very badly. Don't you lie to me, darling.

Yes. Yes, sometimes I kind of like knowing that.

Do you know what guys call a girl like you Cindy, a girl who has a fantastic
nubile teenaged body and dresses to show it off but is really just teasing all
the guys? Guys call that a cock tease, sweetness. Do you think maybe just a
little bit you might be a cocktease?

Maybe. Sometimes. I don't know. I don't mean to.

Oh, you girls never mean to, do you sweetness? You just go to the mall wearing a
little pleated skirt so short you can almost see your ass cheeks when you walk,
and you sway that ass from side to side so the skirt swishes across your golden
teenaged thighs, and you wear a tight little crop top with no bra underneath so
your nipples are poking out. Let me ask you, Cindy, when you got dressed today,
did you look in the mirror and think you looked really hot?

Yes. I'm sorry. Please leave me along and stop me asking me these questions.

But I just love the look in your eyes. Cindy. I can see fear in your eyes. Nobody
else can cause we're tucked away here in the food court, but I know you're
afraid, and that turns me on. See, I was watching you today in the mall. You
thought you were the greatest thing on two legs here today, and in some ways, you
are. You knew the men were all ogling you, wanting to fuck you, but they
couldn't, cause you wouldn't let them. You knew you were looking hot, right? I
want you to describe for me what was in your mind before I found you.

I was just shopping, I wasn't thinking.

Cindy, don't lie to me.

Well, you're kind of right. I knew guys were watching me, and it sort of made me
feel good to know how I looked.

Did it turn you on a little?

A little.

It turned me on a lot, Cindy. That's why I chose you to play with today, out of
all the girls at the mall. If you'd dressed a little more modestly, I would have
chosen someone else. How does that make you feel, sweetness?

I don't know.

Well, take a stab at an emotion.

It makes me feel bad, I guess.

A little naughty, perhaps, Cindy? A little dirty? Like a dirty little girl who
was out teasing men's cocks and then got caught by something she didn't know
could happen?

I don't know.

Oh, I think you do know, Cindy. Now, tell me, are you a virgin?

Please, mister, please leave me alone. I haven't done anything to you.

Dammit, Cindy, that's it. You need to understand that when I ask a question I
want an answer, not a bunch of fucking whining. Now as you'll noticed your hands
are coming up in the air, as if you were willing them to do it, but of course
you're not, I'm making you do it. It's like you were my sweet little 16-year-old
cock-teasing marionette, and I'm your puppet-master. Now let's bring those hands
right up to those tasty little tits. Anybody looking? No, nobody's paying any
attention to us over here. Now let's give those nipples a few really good twists
with your very own fingers. Twist to the right, then to the left, and back and
forth and 1 and 2. Really squeezing now. Oh, I can see the tears forming in your
eyes. Can't have that now. Hands back in your lap. And just look at those nipples
poking out of that think top, all perky and excited.

Oh God, Mister, that hurt so bad. Please don't do that again.

Well, sweetness, that's just a tiny hint of what I'm capable of. I don't even
have to manipulate your hands. I can just go right to the pain perception center
of your brain and you make think that something is happening to you. Would you
like to see what it feels like to have someone hold a cigarette against your
nipple? Or maybe to have a firecracker explode inside your pussy? And if I want
to, I can wrack your sweet young body with unimaginable, unbearable pain, and
then walk away and leave you like this. You couldn't tell a soul what you were
feeling. How long before you went insane from the contant agony? Whoa, your
pupils just got huge! I think your fear index just went off the chart!

I'll be good, Mister. Please don't hurt me. I'll be good.

I knew I could convince you, Cindy. See, I really am not into hurting girls. I
like controlling them, and dominating, and humiliating them, but I only hurt them
as a last resort. So don't make me go there. Now tell me, are you a virgin?

Uh, yes sir, I am.

How nice. You've never had a boy's cock up inside your pussy?

No sir. I swear.

Ever touched a cock? Oh, I can see you're blushing now. I've struck a nerve, so
to speak.

Yes, sir.

How many?

Three.

Ever give a boy a hand job or a blow job?

No.

So you've touched three cocks but you didn't give any of them hand jobs? Do I
have that right?

Yes, sir.

Oh, you really are a little cock tease, aren't you? You and the boys get all hot
and heavy, you're making out, maybe you're letting them touch those sweet tits of
yours, pretty soon he's unzipping his fly or you are, and it's all feeling so
good, and your hand brushes his cock, and he moans, and then you pull back cause
you're just not that kind of girl and you don't want to get carried away. Is that
about the size of it, sweetness?

Yes, sir. But I don't mean to be cruel, I really don't.

Of course you don't, sweetness. But how do you thing the boys feel.

I I I I don't know.

Well, let me show you how they feel, Cindy. I'm going to probe the pleasure
center of your brain, the place that's connected to your clitoris nestled down
there in your pussy. But before I do that, let's have those panties off. Nobody's
looking. Just reach under the table with both hands, that's a good girl, under
the skirt, grab the panties in your hands and pull them down those thighs, down
those legs. Lift the feet, and slide the panties right off. Now hand them over to
me. Very good. I'll just stuff them in my pocket for now. If you're good, I'll
give them back when I'm done playing with you. So now you're sitting in the food
court with a strange man, and you've given him your underpants. I want you to
open your legs, knees about 18 inches apart, nice and open. If we were someplace
else, I'd get down on my hands and knees and use my tongue on you. But I don't
have to. I can make you feel my tongue while I sit right here and look across the
table into those gorgeous baby blues of yours. Now your clit is being licked, you
can feel it, and it feels wonderful. Doesn't it sweetness.

Mmmh-hmm.

It feels all wet between your legs. Your clit is getting bigger, and popping out
from under its hood, and it's seeking my tongue. Can you feel that?

Mmmmmmh-hhmmmm. Uh-huh. Mmmm.

And I'm getting you off, sweetness. It feels so good, you've never felt anything
so good, I'm directly manipulating your pleasure center, and your young body is
flooded with good feelings, from your scalp to the tips of those cute little
toes, you're tingling all over, and you're wetter, and hotter.

Oh, jeez, Mister, please, ohhhh, it feels so good.

I can see in your eyes how good it feels, sweetness. Would you like me to make
you cum now?

Mmmmm-hmmmm. Oh, God, oh it feels so good, don't stop.

You have to ask me, sweetness.

Oh, please, make me cum, please make me cum, please please pleeeeeeeeeeeze.

Nope. Sorry, sweetness. The ride just stopped. Oh, my, the look in your eyes
right now. You were right on the brink of the most wonderful orgasm ever, and
then it stopped. Right?

What happened? Ohhhhhh, God, I'm so confused. What are you doing to me?

I'm showing you how those boys felt, Cindy Cock Tease. I'm letting you really
experience it yourself. Is your pussy wet? Is your little clit all hot? Do you
want to touch it really really bad?

Oh, yes, God damn it, yes! Yes!

Goodness, sweetness, it's a good thing I've got your voice dialed back to a
whisper. You'd be screaming like Meg Ryan in "When Harry Met Sally" right now.

Oh, God. Oh, Jesus.

How does your pussy feel, sweetness? All open and warm?

Oh, yes.

And your clit is all tingly and hot?

Oh God yes. Please. Let me.

Let you what, Cindy?

Let me have an orgasm.

OK, Cindy, but you'll have to do it yourself. Right out here in the food court at
the mall. You don't have any panties on, and your knees are spread apart, and
even though there's people nearby they're not paying any attention to us. So I'm
going to lift the control over your right hand just enough for you to move it
down to your lap to play with yourself. But I'm not going to make you do it,
Cindy. It will be up to you.

Oh God, Mister, what are you doing?

I've explained what I'm doing, sweetness.

But how are you doing it?

How do I control your mind? It's complicated. I just sort of superimposed my mind
over yours. If I wanted to I could override your emotions and everything, but
I've found it's more fun to leave most of your personality intact, so that you're
aware of what's happening. That way you feel the shame and humiliation and anger
and fear. That's really just about my favorite part, feeling a girl's fear and
humiliation. Now are you gonna drop that hand down into your lap? Don't you still
want to cum, Cindy?

Oh God, I hate myself. I hate you, you bastard. I just can't stand being right on
the edge like this. It's horrible.

That's right, Cindy. No one is looking. Just rub that little virgin pussy.

Oh, shit. Oh shit that feels so good.

That's a girl. Just rub it. I'll let you rub it as hard as you want. And since
you can't scream, you can just scream internally. Go ahead, let it out. Let
yourself cum right here in the middle of the mall.

Oh shit. Oh my God my God my Godddddddd. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.

Oh the look in your eyes, sweetness. Lust and shame and panic and more lust. Are
you done now?

Oh, yes. That felt so good.

Do you feel like you'd like to cum some more?

I don't know. I guess so.

I told you not to lie to me, darling. I can see in your eyes you're still pretty
horny. Those sweet little nipples of yours are just poking right through the
front of that top, and it's not from being pinched anymore. I think that one only
got you started, didn't it, but you don't want to look like a slut to me.

I don't know, Mister. I'm just, I don't know.

Well, you don't need to worry about looking like a slut to me, because you
already do, sweetness. Sure, I took control of you for awhile, but you played
with your pussy of your own free will, didn't you, sweetness?

Uh-huh.

Say it for me.

I played with my pussy of my own free will.

And you'd like to play some more.

Uh-huh.

Well, we'll play some more, don't you worry darling. But let me tell you
something. See, I'm all horny, too. Watching your delicious little 16-year-old
freckle-face get all hot and flushed while you have an orgasm in the middle of a
mall has given me a raging boner. I may be old enough to be your daddy, but I
still get erections like you wouldn't believe. And before you cum again, I'm
going to cum too. This food court won't be so good for that, so we're going to
take another little walk. Get up now, and come along. Oh, I forgot, you're not
wearing any panties under that short little skirt. My, my. Wouldn't the boys
around here just love to know that little Cindy is walking through the mall with
no panties on, her pussy all wet and so close to being exposed. Too bad there's
no breeze. Hey, there's an idea. Why don't we walk outside?

No! Please, don't make me do that.

You don't want to walk outside and maybe let a little gust of wind blow that tiny
little skirt up and show the world your naked ass and pussy?

No, please. Please don't, Mister.

OK, Cindy. We'll stay inside the mall. Hey, here we are, at the movies. Let's
just walk up and buy a ticket to whatever's playing. You like Keanu Reeves in The
Matrix? It started 10 minutes ago, but I don't care. Anything but Phantom Menace.
I don't want a crowd. Now first stop is the concession stand, where fortunately
there is no line. Yes, I'd like a box of popcorn please a cup of water. See,
Cindy, it's almost like a little impromptu date right in the middle of the
afternoon. Thank you very much. Now let's head over here. Ah, here it is, the
butter dispenser for the popcorn. I'll just fill me empty cup up with a few
squirts of oil. It's not really butter, you know. And now that I've got my little
cup of oil, let's go see The Matrix.

Why are we doing this?

A lot of reasons, sweetness. You said you didn't want to go outside, so we stayed
inside. You said you wanted to cum again, but I want to cum too, and I have to
find us a quiet, dark, secluded place. And what better place than a movie
theater? Now let's just sit up here in the very back row. As I suspected, the
place is practically deserted. Everybody's at The Phantom Menace. You stand right
there in front of me, Cindy, while I unbuckle my pants and pull them down. Don't
worry about blocking my view. I'm looking right at those firm tanned teenaged
legs of your and that sweet ass, and I couldn't care less about the movie. Now
I'm gonna have to immobilize your body for a bit, cause you're not gonna like
this next part. To make it better, I'm gonna give you some really nice feelings
on that clit of yours.

Mmmmmmm.

That's right, girl. Now what you're feeling now is I'm dipping my fingers into
this cup of oil and I'm rubbing them in the crack of that sweet ass of yours. I'm
giving you a warm oil massage all up and down the crack of your ass, and then I'm
letting my finger slip in and touch your little rosebud of your bottom.

Oh please don't do this Mister, please don't. Please stop.

Hush, Cindy. I'm gonna cut off your speech entirely now, so you can't even
whisper. My cock is as hard as a crowbar and I'm ready for action. Now I'm
putting some more oil on my fingers, and I'm finger fucking that sweet little
bottom of yours. It's getting all slick with the oil, and the orgasm you had and
the pleasure you're feeling now in your pussy has relaxed your little bottom to
help my fingers move up inside you, deeper and deeper, spreading the oil. With my
other hand I'm rubbing the popcorn oil on my hard-on, getting it all slick. Sorry
you can't talk, cause I'd love to hear what you'd say about this part of our
little game. Now your little butthole is all lubricated, and so is my cock, and I
think it's time to fuck you up the ass. Wow! Even with your body immobilized I
could sense some tension there, sweetness. That's the last thing you want. The
more you tense up, the more it's gonna hurt. The more you relax, the better it
will feel. I'm pulling you back down into my lap now, holding your skirt up
around your waist in back, and aiming your sweet little asshole right at the big
old head of my cock. Can you feel that, sweetness? Can you feel the head of my
cock touching the outside of your greay little butthole? I don't know how good it
feels to you, but I've never felt anything so hot and tight and sweet in my whole
fucking life, you sweet little 16-year-old cock tease. My dick is sliding further
in, up and up, that hot oily chute, all the way in, ah, yes. I'm all the way in.
You're sitting right down flush against my lap with my cock buried to the hilt in
your ass, Cindy. What do you think of that? Oh, shit, you can't talk. Here. I'm
gonna tilt your head back so your lips are right next to my ear, and give you
just enough power of speech for a throaty little whisper.

It hurts. Oh God it hurts.

Yeah, but think of how much worse it would have hurt without the oil, baby. Now
catch this action on your clit.

Mmmmmm. Oh God, it hurts but it feels good. It feels both, Mister. I don't know,
I don't know.

Yeah, life can be confusing sometimes sweetness. I'm flooding your brain with
sensations that your clit is being expertly rubbed, and you're already all juiced
up and ready to cum again, but then there's this big ol' cock fucking you in the
ass. Speaking of which, it's time to start some serious action. Up you go, Cindy.
I'll make your legs do all the work. You're young and strong and limber. I'll
just sit here while you raise and lower yourself on my cock.

Oh jeez, stop. I can't help myself. Oh God, Mister, please, please!

Up and down. Work that ass on me, sweetness. Oh yes, that's my girl. Up and down
and up and down. Nothing like picking out a piece of teenage poon at random and
20 minutes later you're fucking her greased ass in the back row of a movie
theater. Jesus Fucking Christ, life is good! How's the clit feeling, Cindy? About
ready to explode? Want me to let you cum again, or do you want me to cut you off
like I did at first?

Don't cut me off, God, no, don't cut me off. Let me cum, please Mister!

OK, sweetness, let's come together. Can you feel the head of my cock swelling
inside your tight little rectum?

Oh God, yes, Mister, I can feel it!

I can too, sweetness. I'm gonna make you go a little faster now, and I'm gonna
make you clamp down that sphicnter muscle for all you're worth. Oh Fuck! Oh
Christ! Yes, here I cum, baby! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhh!

Oh yes, Mister, oh yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass, ohhhhhhhhhh
Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!

Oh, baby. Oh, sweetness. Oh, Cindy, you sweet delightful little piece of teenage
ass.

Oh, jeez, Mister, what did you make me do?

I only made you do some things, Cindy. You did some of the rest of your free
will.

Oh, shit. Fuck. What have you done to me?

I think you know pretty well what I've done to you, Cindy. Now there's only one
last little part to our game, and I'll tell you about while my cock is still
stuck up your ass but starting to get soft. I'm going to give you a choice.
Option one is I open up your purse and get out your drivers license and copy down
your address. Then we both leave here, and one night real soon, maybe tomorrow
night, I come over to your house. If your parents are there, I'll use my powers
to paralyze them and render them deaf dumb and blind to get them out of the way.
Then I'll come up to your room and you and I will play. I've got lots more games,
although I have to warn you some of them are a lot nastier than the games we've
played here at the mall. Option two is you set me up with one of your friends,
the best-looking girlfriend you have. You bring her to the mall at a pre-arranged
time, I see the two of you, I take her the way I took you. She would never have
to know that you had betrayed her to me. Of course, you would know, but that's
not my problem. So what's it going to be, Cindy? A return engagement between you
and me, or you set me up with a friend?

Her name is Tiffany, Mister. I'll bring her here tomorrow night. You'll like her.
She's a cheerleader. And Mister?

Yes, sweetness?

Is there any way, maybe, you could, like, do us both?

THE END

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3am Heaven Bound (A Clear and Starry Night in West Los Angeles) Written by
Peace (peacefairchild)

Music hums and purrs playfully with the engine as the three passengers
slide through the emptied streets. Lights sliding over the slick black
paint, bright wet and smooth they gleam. As the warm open air caresses
their skin, kissing their faces, the girl closes her eyes for a moment to
savour a deep breath. She opens her eyes and meets his gaze for a moment,
lips in a content smile, he glances over his shoulder at the boy in the
backseat, his head laid back looking up at the sky, hair blowing in the
wind. He pulls solidly on the shift, it clicks snugly into place and they
round the turn.

The engine growls and then ceases as doors swing wide and feet step to
the ground, laughter echoes through the silent parking structure as the
three recount the evenings events. The lift door slides shut behind them
and they rise.

The warm smell of vanilla greets their senses as the door to the loft
opens and they step inside. It is dark and warm inside and vertical
shadows on the walls surround them, evidence of the street lights peeking
at them through the tall windows. He walks to the large windows and slides
them open like doors, letting the sweet night air flow in to meet them
again, touched with that familar evening scent of blossoming gardenias.
The quiet hum of the sleeping city reveals itself once again. Candles are
lit and the room comes to light. It is minimal and open, white furninture
blends into the walls leaving only light and shadow for decoration.

The two come up behind him as he stands at the window, he turns and
smiles, looking into their eyes. The silly tone of their eariler joking
subsides in that moment, replaced by the sweet feeling of apprehension at
their closeness. He reaches out and takes their hands, still smiling, and
draws them closer, inhaling their scents, light perfume, cigarette smoke,
and sweat from their dancing. He tilts his head, licks his lips and kisses
the boy's mouth as he runs his fingers through the hair at the nape of his
neck. The girl hums her approval. He kisses her forehead softly and walks
away, their hands tugging at his, not wanting him to go.

"I'm going up to take a shower" he moves up the stairs to the loft
quietly.

He pulls off his sweat dampend clothing and steps in...warm water
cascades down around his body, soapy and smelling of mint, making him anew,
tingling in his nose. It runs over his hair and parted lips, it tastes
fresh and sweet in his mouth as he swallows and then tilts his face up into
the stream feeling the hot water agasint his face. He zones out listening
to the falling water as it collapses on the basin floor. A sqeak sounds as
he twists it off and the last drops splash onto the shower floor. Warm and
dripping he steps out and towels his hair and body, enjoying the fresh
tingle of his clean skin against the night air breezing in from the
windows. He hears soft voices from outside the open bathroom door, sets the
towel on the sink and walks out into the loft naked.

They look up from the edge of his plush white bed where they sit and
hold out their hands to him. He moves forward with a rush in his heart,
his excitement rising in his chest, feeling a little dizzy at what is to
come. She stands up and runs a hand up his back to his drying hair, she
tugs it firmly, her tounge darting out to lick his stretched neck. He
feels little kisses on his abdomen and his hands being pulled together, a
loud sharp clicking sound breaks the soft stillness as his wrists are bound
together. Shiny silver cuffs make cold contact with his flesh.

Sliding the satin cover off and laying him down against the cool silk
sheets on his back, she links his cuffs to a fixture on the headboard while
the boy removes a set of restraints from a closet. Their white patent
leather finish shines in the candlelight, and their soft mink lining hugs
his ankles lovingly as they are buckled fast, rope threaded and stretched,
legs taught and spread apart. The girl leans forward and kisses her slave
on the lips as a matching collar is fastened around his neck. A feather
boa is draped over his body and behind his neck, it's feathers instantly
warming his skin wherever they touch. He swallows and feels his heart
racing. Totally defenseless, exposed, apprehensive... she tugs his collar
twice and smiles at her handiwork, looking down at his hard exposed cock as
it slowly raises and lowers with his pulse and shaky breathing, brushing
lightly agaisnt the white feathers.

They lay on each side of him, the girl grabs the boys head and presses
his face to the bound body. They run their hands between his legs, over
his chest, over his lips, groping at his cock, tickling him with the light
feathered ends of the boa, feeling him at will as they please, he strains
and stretches, feeling the firmness of his bindings, testing their
strength. He is powerless. His life and body not his own anymore.
Surrendered.

The girl stops and sees him watching and smirks. She leans down and
comes back up with a satin sash which she wraps and ties around her slave's
head. Only soft flickerings of light now visible he turns to sound and
touch for his visions. Straining his senses to pick up each movement over
and around his body. There is a light rustling and the soft warm feeling
of legs straddling him. She walks backward on her knees he can feel her
feet agaisnt his arms, her knees against his sides. Her sweet scent of sex
and sweat drifts into his mind as a strong masculine hand takes hold of his
cock. Warm lips engulf him as he strains agasint his bonds. He turns his
head wanting to taste and kiss her skin, out of reach.

There is a sudden slap and a warm sting on his stomach as the leather
straps contact his skin, he moves suddenly, the tension and suprise making
him jolt his groin forward into the mouth around his cock. He feels a
vibration through it as the boy lets out a humming chuckle. The straps
lash out again.

"Relax." her soft voice calls to him, so sweet and gentle, her hand
caresses his head lovingly and then grips his hair. The next stroke lands,
burning and delicious.

Her legs spread apart over him, lowering her sex to his lips, brushing
her silk panties agaisnt his parted lips, holding his hair for support, she
gyrates her hips in little circles, teasing his mouth as he strains to kiss
her, groping with his mouth, her beautifull scent intoxicating him. He
writhes. His tounge darts out and pushes against her sex through the silk.
A sharp stinging stroke is given as a warning. The sweetness is too great
for him to withstand and he strains forward with his tounge again, inhaling
and drifting off to heaven in her treasures. A hard smack and his head
falls back, stomach bristling with pain, he tries to focus on the
sensations around his cock, as the boy strokes and plays with him.

"You poor thing... you want to taste me so badly" she coos "Is that
what you want?"

"please... yes..."

"Be carefull what you wish for."

She leans over and takes a knife from the sidetable in her hand cutting
loose her panties.

"Stick out your tounge" she orders him, while placing the knife back
down.

He submits holding his breath in anticipation for the luxuriousluy sweet
taste of her soft warm sex on his tounge. She beings to lower herself and
then moves back up at the last second just as his tounge grazes her lips,
stuffing her panties into his mouth. A salty mix of sweat and her sex
fills his mouth. She gags him with a satin sash. Locking her panties into
his mouth as he releases a stifled moan.

She lowers herself and begins to pleasure herself on his face, rubbing
her slick clit and lips agaist his nose, over the satin. She uses his
chin, grabbing his hair and moaning with pleasure. He is stifled and
cannot breathe when she presses agaisnt his nose, wheezing in for air
through his bound mouth, crying inside with desire for the taste and feel
of her treasures on his lips. He moans in pleasure and frustration... she
continues... pleasuring herself on him. She begins to shake and whine,
tensing, grabbing his hair, forcing against his bound face. She shakes and
writhes, back arching, she comes, rubbing in long strokes over his nose and
cheeks.

A mummur of approval comes from the foot of the bed and the sensations
from his cock stop. He feels his legs released as the ties are undone.
The girl stands up and leans over him, releasing the cuffs from their
bindings to the bed.

"Turn over" she purrs.

He obeys, and turns over apprehensively with a little help from the boy.
His wrists still cuffed together making the task difficult. The boy
pulling the slave's waist up so he is on his knees. Face pressed into a
pillow, arms cuffed over his head.

"Mmmmmmm, very nice" she says "Such a pretty little thing". She
releases his blindfold letting her slave glimpse the room. She moves
around the bed wrapping soft white rope bindings around his thighs and
tightening them to the fixtures on the sides of the bed. He is held on his
knees, legs parted, ass in the air. A sharp slap falls on his ass. He
looks behind himself to glimpse the boy stroking something wet onto his
cock. He knows that it is inevitable. His innocence is about to be lost.
A slick finger plays with his rosebud, rubbing sweetly there and playing
with his soft opening, feeling the little ridges and supple skin. It
presses forward into him so slowly. He feels himself clutching at it
instintively with his muscles, it slips in... spreading him...he gasps
through the wet panties gagged in his mouth.

"mmmmm such a tight little virgin" comes the voice from behind him.

The girl hums softly walking around the bed playing with the straps in
her hand, watching intently. She comes to a rest and sits down near his
head and begins to stroke his hair. She kisses the back of his neck and
sits up, rubbing his neck and hair, flicking her straps lightly onto his
back and dragging them down, tickling his spine.

The finger withdraws slowy and pushes back in a few times, wiggling and
loosening him, toying with him. It pulls out and a new sensation begins. A
firm pressure, then strong hands holding his hips.

"Relax. Or it's going to hurt you" the boy says softly.

Relaxing...giving
way...releasing...sliding...slipping...pushing...burning... the cock
behind him slips forward into his warmth. The firm head peircing his
rosebud and widening the opening, forcing him open, stretching him, holding
him. He tries to move forward a moment to escape his bonds to no avail.
He is held in place. The large cock behind him continuing to work it's way
deeper inside him. He moans with a mixture of pain and pleasure as he is
worked open.

She unties his gag and he gasps for air. His moans now clear and sharp
in the room. He wheezes and gulps, wetting his tounge and mouth. The boy
pushes forward still and he feels his thighs pressing agaisnt his cheeks.
"Oh christ... it hurts" he moans.

She strokes his forehead and kisses his neck, comforting him.

The boy's cock pulls out slowly. Completely. There is a pause and it
presses again. Slicker than before, entering more easily. It pops in and
slides in to the hilt as both they gasp in unison. The boy begins to work
in and out using his hands to grab the hips in front of him. Fucking in
long deep strokes. His cock pulsing and hardening with excitement,
slippery and slick, making little wet noises as it slips in and out. Tight
virgin muscles squeeze at it in instinctual pulses "mmm fuck yeah...." he
lets out under his breath.."such a sweet peice of ass".

She begins to stroke the hardness between his legs, sliding her hand
behind his balls to slick forward some of the lube dripping down from his
rosebud. She holds her hand in place and lets their rocking motions move
it back and forth in her hand. She squeezes and toys with him, playing
with his senses, sensing his delerium. His virginity is spread wide and
fucked to perfection. He moans and begins to lose control. The pain
subsiding and becoming a delicious sensation. A warmth. "Mmm yessss...
fuck me.... fuck me....fuck me..." he breathes so quietly. Each stroke
resounding the words from his mouth. They turn into breaths.
Un-intelligeable, slurred, dizzy... "fuu--uuhh..mmmm" he closes his eyes
and they roll back into his head. The deep penetrating sensations inside
him sending him away to another place. Lost in pleasure.

He suddenly realizes his legs are unbound. The boy pulls out and flips
him over onto his back. Two pillows are put under his bottom propping him
up in the air slightly. The boy moves back in between his legs. Slipping
his cock back into place and pushes forward, sliding snugly back into place
deep inside. His hands rest on the slave's aching cock and begin to rub
and massage it, holding it firmly and working it as he pumps in and out,
pleasuring himself in the slave's warm depths.

The slave's cuffs are let loose and he lowers his aching arms to his
sides, gripping the sheets in his fists. She straddles him again. She
starts kissing the boy as he continues to get himself off inside her slave.
She moves back a little and leans forward pulling her slave's legs into the
air. Holding them back for the boy, gripping his calfs and keeping him
spread wide. She settles back and pushes her wetness into her slave's
face. He moans and begins to lap at her hungrily. His tounge reaching deep
inside her. Licking... tasting... he inhales... her sweet aroma filling
him, his eyes roll back. He dines on her as if tasting the finest
delicacy, unable to get enough, her taste driving him mad. She writhes and
bucks on his face, holding his legs back while he gets fucked hard like a
little slut. The boy moans with his eyes closed, tensing up, fucking fast
and hard into the slave's warm virgin ass. His hands working the slave's
tight cock quickly. His thighs strained wide, shaking... tense...
moaning aloud... crying...

His mind is wracked with pleasure, assaulted from all angles. His
senses overloaded, pounding. The whine in his head pulsing. The driving
sensations of being taken so violently, being fucked so hard. His cock
aching for release in those strong hands. The heavenly taste of his
mistresses sex on his tounge. His body is shaken and rocked as he is
fucked from both sides, riding and being ridden, being used, completely
surrendered.

The boy pumps in long firm strokes deep into the slave's begging body,
his excitement peaking out. He clenches up holding on tightly, letting a
tense breath escape. Holding his breath, he bursts, spraying deep inside
the slave's warm caresses and spasms, the tight little rosebud clenching at
his spurting cock, he holds there still. Pulse after pulse, deep and
burning, dizzy. His powerfull orgasm triggering the slave's release and
driving him over the edge. His come jetting out across his stomach in hot
streams as his legs strain apart wide. Cramping and shaking, waves of
delerious pleasure in his head. Completely
lost...shuddering...shattering...losing his mind as his mistress pleasures
herself on his face... shaking... bucking... squeezing... comming...
loud and straining... soft and relaxing... flowing... soaring...
gripping...collapsing... hot and wet... convulsing and moaning...

They fall on one another breathing deeply, arms intertwining... hands
petting... caressing softly...wet
skin...kissing...drifting...dreaming...lost in release... lost in the
moment... lost in time...

The night envelopes them in its arms as they drift away.