It was Wednesday evening. Mid-week. There wasn’t much doing in the way of cleaning, as jobs usually came closer to the holidays. Christina was sitting around the house feeling kind of bored, wishing that something, anything, would happen to break up the mid-week.
It was an amazing thing. For all the fucking and sucking and whatever that she’d done the past couple of weeks, just because she hadn’t had.any in the last few days, she needed it now more than ever.
She would give anything to have Ian, working on her little cunny.
It was one of those things that she’d never be able to figure out. She had fears that she was insatiable.
Fears that were also desires. Imagine, she thought as she sat on her sofa turning the pages of a magazine she wasn’t reading, to be sexually insatiable!
To need, gain and again, the feel of a fat prick up your pussy, or a pair of hot female lip in your ass… or a finger up your…
The night continued to crawl by. After ‘dinner, she resigned herself to another boring night on TV.
When the phone rang, she didn’t make any move to answer it. God forbid she’d have to move a quarter of an inch, she thought!
So she picked it up “Tomorrow night,” Laney’s voice said to her in the receiver.
It sent a hot flash down the back of her spine! “Is this…”
“You know who this is. Tomorrow night. We’re going to get you tomorrow night.
We expect you hear at seven, on the dot.”
“We?”
“Sure thing. No problem.”
The next day was typically one of those where Christina couldn’t concentrate on anything. Just the thought of knowing that in the evening, she was going to be privileged to feel the hot fingers, tongue and if she were lucky, dildo of Laney made her quiver!
When she got home she stood at the front door, then closed it and ran upstairs.
She threw the shower on, got in, soaped herself up good, especially her pussy and her asshole and of course her tits and then put on her best, sexiest panties, being particularly daring by using the crotchless pair she’d never worn, the pair that was stashed in the back of her drawer and doused herself with very sexy perfume.
Now, she was ready to go out.
The only thing she needed was the call. The one phone call that would tell her everything was all set. She sat by the phone, ready to pounce.
Which she did, on the first ring.
“Hello?”
“Are you ready?”
Just hearing that voice sent bolts through her.
“Always, for you.”
“I’ll be by to pick you up. Are you ready yet?”
“You know about that?”
“I know everything.”
Christina giggled.
“Yes, about an hour ago.”’ “Perfect. Be ready.”
“I am now”
At precisely an hour later, there was a knock on the front door.
Christina went to it and opened it and there, standing in her little coat, was Laney. It was obvious that she was wearing stockings and presumably a garter belt underneath. Christina wondered what else.
“Get in,” Laney said, pointing, to the car.
It was almost as if she were being abducted! “Have you been well this week,”. Laney asked and Christina shook her head yes.
“Let me check you.”
With that, she put her hand under Christina’s skirt and let her fingers push her thighs apart. Christina offered no resistance, as she let the woman’s fingers slide up to her inner thighs and onto the wispy hairs of her pussy.
“Spread,” Laney said, very businesslike and Christina was only to eager to comply.
She felt Laney’s fingers exploring her pussy, touching it and spreading it, and feeling every inch of it, without ever taking her other hand off the steering wheel, or her eyes off the, road! “Aahh… Laney…”
Paid no attention to the sighs that were coming out of the girl’s mouth. She just smiled, lightly almost to herself and then continued driving.
She-pulled up in front of her house and only then did she remove her fingers from Christina’s pussy.
She held them up to her face and smelled them.
“Delicious,” she said, the first acknowledgement of pleasure. Then she turned to Christina.
“Now you.”
She held her fingers up and made Christina smell her own pussy. The girl was relieved to note that she smelled like the luxurious perfumed soap she’d used in the shower.
Now they were inside the house.
“Take them off,” Laney said to Christina, point to her clothes.
Christina, standing right there in the main living room, started to disrobe, taking off layer after layer, while Laney stood, with her coat still on and her arms imperiously crossed.
She looked like a mother all right, like the parent of her best friend.
Which is why it made her blush, to have to disrobe. It wasn’t that far removed from taking off her clothes for her own mother.
She got down to her crotchless panties and were about to remove those also, when Laney told her not to.
“Stop right there. Crotchless panties? How cute.
Leave those on. I’ll want to feel those on my cheeks.”
That brought a blush to Christina’s face. She stood there, with her hands joined in front of her, finger linked, feeling very much the seven year old.
“Upstairs,” Laney said, painting to the stairs.
Christina did them and when she got to the top, she was directed to go into the, master bedroom.
She saw the clothesline on the bed and knew that Laney wasn’t going to be drying any clothes this evening, which could only mean that she, Christina was in for another dose of parental, disciplinary bondage.
Laney followed closely and closed the door.
“Hand me that rope,” she said and Christina did it.
“Now, put your hands in front of you.”
Again, she did as she was told. While watching, she saw Laney wind the rope around her wrists and securing them tightly to each other. She left the long lash of it to dangle as she took off all her clothes.
She had those long stockings on again, the kind that went right up to her thighs and once more, Christina could only marvel at the excellent condition she was still in. She was tall and very well conditioned, with those wonderful, full, matronly tits and those aristocratic legs.
She could hardly take her eyes off the woman, while Laney brought over a stepping stool.
It was only then that Christina noticed the hook imbedded in the ceiling.
“What’s that?” Christina asked, a little bit of fright creeping through her voice.
“A hook, darling, it’s something that I’ve had hear for a longtime… for purposes such as these…”
Christina wondered what other young girls were subjected to Laney’s… parental guidance!
Now, Laney raised the long leash of rope above her head, as she stepped up the stool, until it was secured and Christina’s hands were pulled tightly above her head.
“Now, that’s the way I like to have little girls,” Laney said.
What she did next really surprised Christina. Laney took the rope, cut it and started fresh by winding it around Christina’s right tit. She didn’t just put it around once, she wound it several times, making sure that the rope was back against the base of the chest, so that the outer three inches or so of firm breast tissue was allowed to be free and to swell up and glow with the redness of it.
Christina’s eyes were wide-open with surprise as she watched the same thing being done to her other one.
She couldn’t believe that Laney was doing this. It was so effective and so professional…
And so painful! Her tits were being put into bondage and only her nipples and the inch or so of skin behind them were allowed to be free.
Now, as she waited, with her hands above her head and her body naked except for her crotchless panties, she felt her face all red and heated from what was being done to her.
When the two breasts were well tied, each with a separate cord all their own, Laney then got back on the stool and tied these to the same big hook, so that now her tits were pulled out directly in front of her and raised, leaving her nipples erect and pressing forward.
“Laney… what are you… what’s going on… what…”
“No talking, unless you’re being talked to… Laney said, firmly, putting her fingers of one hand on either side of the girl’s and squeezing ‘very hard.
“I’m going to have to punish you some and I hope that you’ll be able to take it. Do you understand…”
“But why… what have I done…”
“You didn’t do anything…”
“Then why…”
“Because my sweet little thing, the nature of punishment is not only to give retribution. It’s also a way to give pleasure. Don’t you want me to give you pleasure?”
“Yes… but…”
“No buts, young lady. Do you want me to untie you and send you home? All you have to do is ask me and I’ll be happy to oblige.”
Christina lowered her head and looked away.
What could she do? What could she say? She certainly didn’t want to leave.
She’d been waiting for this for so long.
But she also didn’t like the way she was trussed up. It hurt and it was embarrassing and it was humiliating…
And it was very hot.
She swallowed hard and lowered her head, at least as much as she could get it, for in the position she was tied, her head hit her chest rather easily.
Now, she couldn’t quite see under her tits, being as extended as they were, hut she knew that Laney was doing something.
What it was, was applying a long, thin, pipe to Christina’s legs, spreading them apart and putting more rope on her, so that each off her ankles was tied to the opposite end of the pipe, in effect, spreading her legs apart and opening her thighs and of course her pussy.
“There,” Laney said, when she was finished.
“That’s better.”
“What… are you doing to me…” Christina said, trying not to sound too scared.
“I’m just applying a little… pressure,” Laney said.
Then she took a vibrator, a nice, long and thick one and sleeved it, so that it was encased in what looked like a man’s cock and using one of her free hands, simply opened Christina’s pussy and began to insert it.
“God…” Christina groaned, as she felt the thing being pushed into her, so that her pussy was getting wetter and wetter, until it was far up, easily slipping into her hot, glistening box.
Then, as Laney stood up, so she was face to face with the girl, she simply reached down and clicked the thing on, all the while keeping her eyes on Christina.
It was quite a show that she saw. Instantly, Christina’s face twisted into a siege of pleasure, as, she tried to move her body all around.
But, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t dislodge the thing from her cunt! “There, that’s so good,” Laney said, who then walked out of the room, to leave Christina alone, bound hand and foot, hanging from the ceiling, with the vibrator up her cute little cunny!
She returned a little while later, with a rail drink in her hand and took a seat to watch the show.
And what a show it was. Christina twisted in the air, trying ‘her best to get the ropes off her hands, to ropes off her feet and most important.
The vibrator out of her pussy. She couldn’t believe the incredible feeling, not to be able to teach it, to touch it, to pull it out, to stop the incredible, glorious vibrations from moving throughout her entire body!
She thought she was going to go crazy! “Please… take it out… oh, please… I can’t… take it… anymore… please…”
But Laney just kept drinking, crossing her legs and letting her lovely, stockinged lower body sit on display, until she saw the turgid blandness come into Christina’s face and she knew that if she didn’t do something soon, the girl would faint and that would only mean she would gain, some sort of temporary relief.
“There-there,” she said, as she put her drink down and went over to the girl, slowly removing the tormenter from her pussy and gently rubbing the outer lips, until some color and regular breathing came back to Christina.
“Thank you… thank you so much…”
“For what…”
“For taking it out…”
“Did you like it…”
“I… loved it…”
“How do you feel now…”
“Hot…”
“Juicy? Do you feel juicy?”
“Yes… I feel juicy…”
“Where…”
“In my pussy…”
“In your pussy? You feel juicy in your pussy?”
“Yes… oh; yes…”
“Well, what do you think I should do about it?”
“What would you like’”
“I think that’s what you have to tell me…”
“I’d like…”
“Yes…”
“I’d like… I wish you would suck me…”
There. It was out in the open.
Laney put a small pillow down on the floor between Christina’s legs and sank her knees down to it.
She then put her palms flat on the hot naked thighs of her teen captive and smiling softly, she put her tongue on the crimson, dripping slit and started licking the length of it.
“Oh, God… that’s… I can’t believe.., it…” Christina said, cooing with delight as she felt herself now being worked over by the best tongue in the world!
Laney was working diligently, making Christina’s pussy open up easily and slipping her tongue inside of it.
She made it even more open and hotter than it had been and finally, she used to fingers of one hand to spread it open and shove her tongue far up into it.
There was no feeling in the world like having a tongue up your pussy, Christina decided and she moved her hips and wiggled her bottom in appreciation.
She only wished that she could stay like this forever, being eaten out by Betty’s mother.
Betty, now, took her lips away and replaced them with two fingers.
“Aaahh…” Christina sighed, as she felt herself being taken by the woman.
And now Laney put her mouth back on the love button of her little pussy and one more finger behind her, into the asshole, into the tight, but wet asshole.
What a feeling! She was being totally worked over, front and back and it made her start to move her hips, faster and faster, making her come in a lovely gush of quim juice.
“Yes… oh, yes… oh, yes yes yes… oh God, yes.“
Christina was nearly out of her mind when she felt herself coming.
She gave her captor a good spending, filling her mouth and allowing her to watch and feel as she went through the paces of the most private, most pleasurable, most exquisite feeling a young girl can have, coming through the lips of her pussy.
It seemed like forever until Laney was finished with her, removing her fingers and tongue from various parts of her body.
When she did so, she stood up and Christina should see that her face was soaked with pussy juice.
“Did you like that,” Laney asked Christina, as she noticed that the girl’s tits were really swollen and red now.
“Yes… very much…”
“How do your tits feel?”
“They hurt…”
“Do you want me to remove the bonds…”
“Oh yes… please…”
Laney put her mouth on the girl and gave her along, deep kiss, so that she could taste herself.
“I’m afraid I’m not quite ready to do that yet. You’ll have to put up with it a while longer.”
Christina groaned. Her tits were really hurting now.
She wondered how much more she was going to have to put up with.
“Can’t you… oh God, can’t, you at least let me go…”
“I’m afraid not,” the woman said, sounding rather imperious again.
“I’ve got some serious plans for the both of us.”
Christina didn’t say anything.
“I see that you’re sweating. Well, I think I can take care of that.”
Laney went into the bathroom and came back with a red bottle of rubbing oil.
She opened it and started rubbing it all over Christina’s body, until she had the girl covered, from head to foot, glistening in the dim light of the room.
It was a very sensual feeling, to be oil-coated while being a captive.
Laney took a long time to make sure she didn’t miss a spot.
She oiled Christina’s asshole and Christina’s pussy.
And she paid special attention to the girl’s tied-up tits.
And her toes. She got between every one of them.
Christina loved the attention and wondered what other delights Laney had in store for her.
“There,” the woman said. “That should make you feel better.”
“It does…”
“What do you say?”
“Thank you… thank you Laney for making me feel better…”
Christina wished she was free so she could give the woman a kiss. After all, she was being treated so well, the least she could do was to give something back.
She’d get her turn. And soon. Laney wasn’t quite finished with her yet.