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Brianne brings Becca a very special surprise for her 12th birthday.
This very twisted multi-part story is 100% fictional. The categories selected may not be part of every chapter that follows, but I included the same ones for every segment so no one is caught off-guard later by a topic that may offend them. You have been warned.
Chapter 7
“BITCH! Get in here!”
I was just putting away the last of the dishes on a Saturday morning, when I heard someone call for me from the living room. The rest of the family had gone shopping for Becca’s 12th birthday right after breakfast, leaving me alone to do my weekend housework. I scrambled out to see what was going on. I was, of course, dressed head to toe in my pink maid’s outfit and high heels along with a long blonde wig covering my head. The steel collar was still firmly locked around my neck. When I got to the living room, I saw Mistress Catherine’s sister Brianne carrying two large duffel bags. She handed one of them to me.
“Bitch, here’s what I salvaged from your apartment a couple of weeks ago. I thought you might want a few things to remind you of your old life,” she smiled. “I didn’t bring your collection of porn magazines, smut toys and DVDs from your closet. But the kid next door who helped me carry out some of your junk seemed very happy to get them. Isn’t it nice to know that your perverted legacy could be passed on?” She laughed.
“Stay here, I need to get something from my car. Oh, and I like the new piercings. Very cute.”
I had been here for just over a month. The new piercings were Mistress Catherine’s way to mark my one-month anniversary. Mistress Catherine had a woman come to the house and pierce both my ears several times. I now had hoops earrings dangling from each ear and three studs up the sides. She had also pierced the head of my cock with a Prince Albert piercing and added another ring to the underside of my balls. My cock was now tucked down and the jewelry from the two piercings locked together with a small padlock. In the crotchless panties and short maid’s dress, you could see those piercings when I walked. And if you didn’t immediately notice them when I came into the room, the little bells dangling from the ring under my scrotum focused your attention.
I was wearing a new corset that went under my breasts, causing my tits to push up and out. The plan was to pierce both my nipples for very large rings, but Mistress Catherine wanted me to have much larger nipples before it was done. To do that, her husband had applied some of his plastic surgery talents to inject my nipples with Hyaluronic acid which added volume. That, in combination with an hour of pumping my breasts each day, had made my nipples nearly triple their original size. Master Derek thought they would be ready for the piercings in several more months after more intense pumping and a couple more injections. He told his wife he was still investigating her desire to make my breasts lactate.
A couple minutes later, Brianne was back on the porch telling me to hold the door. I had lived here long enough already that nothing much surprised me. But it was a change of pace to see Brianne lead in a woman in her owned locked collar and leash. The woman was wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants and had her hands cuffed behind her back. She was barefoot. A short chain between her ankles forced her to walk with very tiny steps. Her long blonde hair was in a ponytail that went halfway down her back. Her eyes were covered by a blindfold and her ears were covered with headphones. The outfit was topped off with a rubber ball gag that filled her mouth.
“Bitch, I would tell you to introduce yourself to Allison, but she won’t hear you over the loud music I have blasting in her ears.” I heard Brianne’s watch alarm beep. “Oh good, perfect timing.” Brianne reached into her pocket and pulled out a small remote. She hit the top button and the red light on the remote went on and suddenly the woman started to moan softly into the ball gag. Brianne then hit the button again and her moaning got more intense. Over the next minute she hit the button several more times until Allison came hard, almost falling over. The gag muffled her cries. Brianne shut off the remote as the woman was panting hard.
“Allison has a very special toy in her cunt that is pinned against her freshly pierced clit. I have been making her cum every 20 minutes for the last 6 hours. She is a huge slut, but I suspect by now even she hoped I would stop. Grab that other duffel bag and help me get her up to the playroom. She is my special surprise for Becca’s birthday.”
I carried the bag and walked with Brianne as we led her guest slowly up the stairs and into the same playroom where I was first introduced to the family. When we got there, Brianne grabbed some scissors from the duffel bag and cut off Allison’s sweatpants and sweatshirt and threw them both in the trash.
Other than wearing panties that said “Happy Birthday” on the front, she was naked. She had large firm breasts and her nipples were rock hard. We then uncuffed her wrists and placed her on her back on one of the low padded benches. Both wrists were then reattached to the built-in cuffs on the sides of the bench. The chain was then removed from her ankles and her legs were also cuffed to each side. The position of the ankle cuffs spread her legs wide. Her head was last. Brianne connected the “D-rings” on her collar to the bench which forced her eyes to point straight-up at the ceiling and prevented her from moving her head.
Just as we finished securing her to the bench, the watch alarm beeped again causing Brianne to smile. “Time goes so fast when you are having fun, right Bitch?” She took the remote out of her pocket, and like before, turned it on, and began pushing the buttons. Without the sweatpants on, you could hear the buzzing getting louder from between her legs. Allison was moaning hard and breathing fast. Like before, it only took about 2 minutes for her to cum again. I watched between her legs as the wet spot on the panties got bigger. “Allison is a squirter. I think that makes 20 orgasms so far today. She is going to be a tired little slut tonight.”
“While we wait for everyone to get home from shopping, and Allison waits for her next orgasm, you can help me put up the birthday decorations and I will tell you all about her.” So, as we hung the balloons and other stuff, I learned the story of our birthday party guest and, at the same time, confirmed everything I believed about Brianne.
“Allison Moore is the assistant principal at the girls’ old school. In fact, she was the one that called my sister into her office and told her that Becca would need to leave the school because she couldn’t stop masturbating in class, in the cafeteria, and in the bathrooms between classes.” ”
By pure chance, right after Allison told Catherine about Becca, she was summoned to the hallway to deal with another disturbance at school. While Catherine waited, she saw that Allison’s smartphone was on the desk and the screen was still on. It was open to a lesbian dating app that catered to women interested in being in a BDSM relationship.”
“When I talked to my sister that night, she told me about Becca’s behavior at school and needing to find a different school for her. She also joked that maybe the school might have had fewer problems with Becca if their smoking hot assistant principal was not spending parts of her workday hunting for pussy.”
“That information perked my interest,” Brianne said. “So, later that night, I looked Allison up on the school website and had to concur that she was fucking hot. I am an equal opportunity nightmare. I love to mindfuck men and women. So, I made it my new mission to become a part of Allison’s life then ruin it.”
“I set up a profile on the app and it didn’t take long for me to find her profile, even without a picture of her face. ‘Principal Allie’ advertised herself as submissive and said that she wanted to explore her “darkest fantasies.” It was perfect. I fine-tuned my profile and advertised myself as a ‘sexy Domme that will take her sub slut to those dark places she only dared to go.’ It took less than 24 hours for her to find my profile and send me a chat request.”
“That first night we had an extended video chat, and she was very revealing. Allison said she started exploring her lesbian side in college and those feelings had become more intense as she started her career as an assistant principal. I got her to admit that she would sometimes get so horny at school that she would masturbate as soon as she got home. She even confessed that she would often make herself cum while thinking about some of the students. Since she said the kids in the private school ranged from ages 5-14, I immediately knew the depths of her perversions.”
“Allison said she always wanted to explore a relationship with a dominant woman. I pushed her harder to tell me how she expected to be treated in this relationship she dreamed of, and she said she craved to be degraded and treated like a complete slut. I have to admit that hearing that made me very wet. But something like that is easy to describe as your fantasy to someone you might never meet in person. The challenge is when it has to go beyond just words. So, I tested her submission on the video chat. I made her masturbate to orgasm several times while I taunted her about her love for 12-year-old pussy. Allison didn’t hesitate to make herself cum several times as I rubbed my own clit.”
“To keep the pressure on her, we planned to meet for drinks the next night near her apartment. Before we signed off for bed, I ordered her to shave off all her pubic hair and text me a picture to prove it and to change her app profile screen name to ‘Ms. Brianne’s slut.” She did both and even changed her status to “Owned” without me making that demand. I knew getting her fully addicted to me would be easy.”
“So, we did meet at the bar and after the first drink I pulled a leather dog collar from my purse and ordered her to go into the bathroom and put it on. I thought she might hesitate since we were in a public place, but she didn’t at all. Within a couple of minutes, Allison was back at our table wearing the collar. Her blouse did nothing to hide it. I pulled a small padlock out of my purse and snapped it shut as the waitress brought our next round of drinks and grinned. After one more drink, we were out of the bar and walking across the street to Allison’s apartment.”
“I had Allison naked in her bed, wearing just the collar, within five minutes. I spent the rest of the night with her mouth licking my pussy to one orgasm after another. I squirt too, and her face and hair were a mess. I made her sleep with her head between my thighs and didn’t let her take a shower to clean my cum off her face until after we went out to breakfast. It also gave her another chance to show off her new collar.”
As she was telling me her story, the alarm went off again. “Just a second, business calls.” Brianne repeated her earlier steps and pushed the remote a series of times until Allison orgasmed once again into the gag. Her panties were dripping.
“Now, where was I?” Brianne said. “Oh yeah, after that first date about 6 months ago, we became a couple. I had her under my full control within 24 hours. She sent me flowers and I demanded she text me hourly from the time she was ordered to wake up until I gave her permission to sleep. We saw each other 3-4 times a week. She had even suggested we get a place together.”
“I like to sink my fangs into all the men and women I date, but she made this one simple. But I like that, because the faster they fall in love, the deeper I can penetrate their souls before I get to emotionally crush them.” Brianne’s smile when she said that was the smile you would expect to see on a demon before she gleefully sentenced you to an eternity in Hell.
“On other occasions, I did it mostly because the relationship had become boring, and I needed a new challenge. I know it really wasn’t Allison’s call to send Becca home, but at that time, I felt like Allison had kicked my niece out of school, so I focused all my attention on getting back at her. The fact that she was gorgeous probably didn’t hurt either,” Brianne kidded. “But when I learned that Allison was turned on by young girls, my long-term plans for her quickly crystallized in my head. And today those plans will finally be complete.”
“Allison has been a lot of fun. I know I have had more orgasms in the past 6 months than I even thought possible. But I have completely broken her will, so it is now time to take Allison to her next phase of her life and find my next victim.” It would be cliché to say that was followed by an evil laugh from Brianne. But it was close.
“By the way, Allison never found out that I am related to Catherine or Becca. I don’t share the same last name as my sister, and I wasn’t sure how that information might impact my plans. So, when we started to see each other, I scrubbed my home of their pictures and made my regular social media addresses private. I also never gave her quite enough details about my work as a nurse or about my family, though I really doubt that would have changed anything.”
“I was curious to find out more about what happened with Becca in school,” Brianne continued, “So, I casually asked Allison if any crazy things ever happen at school that an assistant principal has to deal with? It was no shock that Becca’s situation was right at the top of her list. So, I had to press her for details.”
“Allison, told me the problems apparently started at the beginning of last school year. Becca was repeatedly late getting back to class whenever she used the restroom. One of the teachers figured out that she was late because whenever she used the bathroom on a break, she stayed behind to masturbate.”
“Allison then started hearing from teachers that they thought Becca was also masturbating in class because–as one teacher told her– ‘no 11-year-old could find math that exciting.’ That teacher also believed that Becca was wearing a short skirt and no panties to show off her pussy to the girls in her class and to a few of her teachers. Several parents asked that Becca be kept away from their daughter because text messages on their daughter’s phones made it clear that their recess time was being spent with Becca in an isolated bathroom eating each other out.”
“Allison made a mistake, but she chose not to tell my sister because she didn’t want to have that embarrassing conversation. So, instead, she thought she could fix it by just talking to Becca. Becca was called in to see Allison several times. Allison, thinking that treating her like an adult might fix it, told Becca that she understood that young girls could find sexual exploration fun, but that school was not the right place for it. She said she wasn’t going to tell her parents what happened, but if it didn’t stop she would have no choice.” Brianne reached over and pinched Allison’s left nipple as she continued telling the story.
“But, of course, it still didn’t stop. The last straw was late in the school year when Allison saw Becca going in the bathroom when she should have been sitting in class. Allison said she waited several minutes to go in, just in case she actually needed to use the bathroom. But when Becca didn’t come out, she went in very quietly to check on her.”
“When she got inside, she could hear a buzzing sound from the back stall followed by the unmistakable sounds of Becca cumming. Allison said she was ready to stop it right there, when she realized that her own pussy was dripping wet. So rather than reveal she was there, she very quietly went into the first stall and began masturbating too, wishing she was on her knees in front of Becca. The more she heard Becca moaning, the faster she worked over her own pussy. As Becca screamed out in pleasure from an intense orgasm, Allison muffled her own cries and squirted into her panties.”
“Allison said that Becca didn’t stop masturbating so she didn’t stop either. She said she had two more orgasms thinking about Becca’s dripping wet pussy before she finally could pull herself together and order Becca out of the stall. Becca didn’t seem at all embarrassed to be caught and Allison made her give her whatever could be blamed for the buzzing sounds. Becca handed her a remote and pulled a small vibrator out of her pussy. It was this one,” Brianne said, showing me the remote she had been using to set off Allison.
“Funny story, but I had given that vibrator to Becca for her 11th birthday. Allison said she put it in her pocket after taking it from Becca and sending her back to class. She then called Catherine and asked her to come in the next day for that conversation that ultimately resulted in all the kids being home schooled.”
“Back in her office, Allison said she shut the door then looked at the sex toy in her pocket. She said she really did intend to give it to Catherine, but when she realized it was still damp, she felt the overwhelming urge to put it under her nose and smell it. She said the odor of Becca’s pussy was incredible. She put the small vibrator in in her mouth and sucked it for more than 5 minutes as her own pussy got dripping wet again. She said she couldn’t stop herself from slipping it in her cunt as she sat behind her desk. Two orgasms later, she decided the toy was staying with her and that she didn’t need to mention that part of the story to my sister.”
“One night at her place she showed me the vibrator and I immediately recognized it. I started to use it on Allison after that for my own fun. I made her cum a bunch of times while tormenting her about how much she wanted her tongue to be Becca’s vibrator. A week ago, after I had edged her repeatedly, the teasing was even enough that Allison even confessed on camera that she wanted to serve Becca just like she served me. Well, be careful what you wish for….” Brianne laughed.
The birthday decorations for Becca were finished being put up just as Brianne’s watch alarm chimed again. So, one more time Allison was given an explosive orgasm. That timing couldn’t have been better as I heard the front door open and the entire family arrive home just as Allison’s breathing began to return to normal.
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