Party Of The First Part - The Seduction of Eugenie Victoria Parker-Gotha

With Mama and Papa again traveling in Greece and Spain, seven year old Eugenie Victoria Parker-Gotha, better know as Genie was once again home by herself - if it could be called that. She had her Nanny, as well as Cook, several house servants and, of course, Chauffeur. All of them women, except for Tom the chauffeur and she liked Tom - a lot. He was always so much fun to be around, but only when they were alone. Mama didn't like her to get "friendly" with the staff and she wasn't - except for Tom. He'd tickle her ribs or give her a kiss on the cheek or show his affection in little ways, like sneaking her a sweet every once in a while. She liked American bubble gum and he always had a piece or two of it in his pocket. She especially liked when he took her to school, they'd stop near Chandler's Park and she'd climb in front with him and they'd snuggle and he'd "tickle her fancy" as he liked to say - he'd caress and rub her between her legs until she "bubbled." A couple of years ago, he'd started pulling her panties down and tucking a handkerchief under her buttocks saying that she was becoming a real gusher and didn't want her panties or dress all soiled. She was glad of that. Then he'd tuck it between her lips - she wondered about that lips thing - and it would stay there all day until he'd take it off her on the way home.

Genie thought that Tom was the most wonderful thing in the world. Not long ago he'd promised her something even better if she'd come down to his room after bed time. He lived at the mansion, assigned a garret suite that he called The Penthouse. She'd been up there very briefly lots of times, but lately she'd been looking forward to going up there and see what was better than having him "tickle her fancy." She'd wanted to go up to visit him the day Mama and Papa had left, but Nanny had stayed late and tucked her in and by the time Nanny had gone home, Genie had been fast asleep. The next day, Nanny left early and only the night servant was on duty. She was in the kitchen with the telly, drinking her tea, so as soon as Nanny and the other servants left for the night, Genie was tiptoing speedily up the stairs. In spite of Charity being three floors down and with the telly on, Genie was still very quiet. When she got up to Tom's door - he had the whole north side of the fifth floor garret - she saw that he had a doorbell. It struck her as funny that indoors was a doorbell yet they had a big, brass doorknocker on the main entrance, still she pressed the button and scratched an itch on her bum as she waited.

"Welcome to my suite, my little darling," Tom smiled as he opened the door for her.

"Thank you, Tom," Genie smiled back, "you said you would show me something better than tickling my fancy if I came up and here I am."

"And so you are, my sweet," Tom took her hand and led her in then, with a quick look out the door, he shut it behind her, "and so I will."

"You have a nice robe," Genie complimented him.

If there was one thing she had learned in her school, it was how to socialize and carry on a friendly chat.

"Thank you, Genie, you're nightgown is very pretty," adding to himself - and it will soon be off and you'll look even better, "would you like some tea or a small sherry, perhaps?"

"A hallo kiss would do nicely, thank you," she smiled mischievously up at him.

"Ha," he chuckled, picking her up in his arms like the little doll she was, "a hallo kiss it shall be then - a real man to woman kiss, would you like that?"

She thought about it for a moment as he caressed her dimpled cheek, then nodded. Tom carried her to his sofa and sat, sitting her on his lap.

"Yes, I rather think I would, although I don't know the difference between a regular kiss and a real man to woman kiss."

Tom smiled as he leant toward her and pulled her face to his.

"Close your eyes," he whispered softly, "and let your lips relax."

"Like this?" she closed her eyes and her mouth fell open slightly.

"Uhm," Tom pressed his lips to hers.

Genie liked the kiss, but then he put his tongue in her mouth. She jerked back, but Tom pulled her back and, besides, his tongue tasted nice and his breath smelled good. She let him push his tongue in her mouth and a few seconds later, her natural instinct led her to hug his neck and slurp happily on his tongue. It was really, really nice. She liked this man to woman kissing and wondered what else Tom had in mind. Kissing was nice, but he'd said that he'd show her something better than "tickling her fancy" and she wanted that. As a matter of fact, her "fancy" was beginning to tickle by itself.

"Tom?" she whispered, pushing back a little.

"Yes, my little darling?" he asked huskily, his hand caressing her soft little rump.

"Will you tickle my fancy, please?" Genie whined quietly.

"Of course, my dear, sweet, little angel," he whispered, sliding his hand under her nightgown, "but so as not to get your nightclothes all wet, what say we take them off?" he pulled the hem of her nightie up, baring her short, slender legs.

"Okay," she shivered deliciously, her voice high and quivery as he caressed her pre-pubescent thigh.

"And we shall go into my bedroom, hm?" he stood, walking to bed as he slipped her nightdress off over her head.

"Uh-huh," she shivered again as the cool air hit her bare chest and arms.

Laying her gently on the bed, he pulled his robe off. He was nude under it.

"Do you mind if I undress as well?" he smiled, "it will be better for both of us."

"P-p-please d-d-do," she murmured, thrilled at the sight of his nudity.

She was ever the polite little girl even though her little pussy was creaming in anticipation of his touch. However, instead of his fingers, he lowered his face to her bare, hairless crotch and took a long lick from her anus up between her soft lips and flipped her stiff little button. Genie gasped and giggled then cried out, grabbing his head with her soft little hands and pulling the hair on the sides of his bald pate. Her little hips slapped jerkily into his face as she cried out again. When Tom pushed his tongue into her tight, creaming little cunt, her eyes fluttered and she began to really thrash her hips into him, wailing in mindless pleasure. It took a very few moments, but Genie soon stiffened and shivers ran up and down her little body as she had her first orgasm on the end of a man's tongue. However, Tom had other plans for the little girl. As she came on his tongue once more, his stiff cock anticipated slamming into her tight, little-girl pussy. After her second cum, Tom kissed his way up her tummy, nibbling on her tiny, rose-tipped nipples on the way to her throat. Genie, still in her orgasmic daze, stared at him in complete awe. It had been far better than his fingers, far better than just tickling her with them.

"That was ever so good, Tom," she murmured softly.

"Oh, but that's just the beginning, love," he smiled down at her.

"Really? What's next," her voice rose eagerly.

Tom stared at her appraisingly for a few seconds.

"You know what sexual intercourse is don't you?"

"Yes, of course," she answered somewhat haughtily, a little girl's prideful voice, "it's a man's penis entering a woman's vagina. The man then ejaculates and the woman may or may not become pregnant."

"Of course," Tom grinned, "but what is never mentioned is how pleasurable it is. How much fun it can be and how wonderfully delightful. Much more delightful than what I just did."

"Shall we be doing that now, then?" Genie looked into his eyes, her own eyes wide at the idea of sexual intercourse with the older man she liked so much.

"Would you like to? I know I would," Tom smiled, running a hand caressingly over her soft, pre-pubescent body, "and since it will be the very first time for you, it may be a little painful for both of us, although . . . it shouldn't be more than a quick pain."

"Okay, then let's," she smiled tremulously.

"Such a grown up sounding little girl," Tom thought, "a credit to her private school," aloud he said, "once I start, I cannot stop, I want to make that perfectly clear, okay?"

"Yes, Tom, let's do, then," she sounded a touch nervous, no longer the self-assured and grown-up sounding little girl.

"You know how it goes, then," his eyes glinted avidly.

"Yes, you put your penis in my vagina, right?"

"Yes, my pet," he took his thick, heavy cock in his hand and rubbed it up and down between her slick cunt lips.

"Ooh-h-h, T-Tom-m-m," she sighed, lying back and closing her eyes in pleasure.

Tom said nothing. Spreading her lips with his hand, he pressed the big, bulbous head of his prick against her portal. Genie spread her thighs farther apart, her lips slightly parted in anxiously curious anticipation. Without warning, Tom shoved into her all at once, ripping through her pre-adolescent maidenhead and burying fully half of his stiff cock deep inside her little-girl cunt. The shock and ripping pain of Tom's sudden assault hit her so hard that Genie could only gasp, taking in a shrill, whistling gasp of air. As her eyes fluttered from the shock, she opened her mouth to scream, a scream that would have surely been heard all the way down into the kitchen had not Tom pressed his open mouth to hers.

Genie's screaming breath was muffled by his mouth, swallowed by his inhaling lungs. For a long few moments, Tom lay on her as she quivered and shuddered with the unimaginable, although very temporary, pain. As Genie settled back, Tom slowly began moving in and out of her gently, the exact opposite of his initial ramming thrust. Genie, still breathless, gripped his arms with her small hands lying under him as he fucked her slowly and smoothly. A few seconds later, she remembered what Tom had said about hurting them both and wondered if it had hurt Tom as much as it had hurt her. Tom had lied about it hurting him, of course. It had been a small lie to get her on his side and keep her as quiet as possible. As Tom grunted with the pleasure of fucking his stiff cock in and out of her tightly clasping cunt, Genie turned her thoughts to him.

"A-are you, uhm, okay, Tom? Did it hurt you too badly?" the beginnings of pleasure rising up from her tummy as the slick friction of his hard prick rocked her back and forth.

"Uhm? Oh, oh, yes," he lied glibly, "but it'd much better now, in fact I have begun to enjoy it. How does it feel for you, my little pet? Any better?"

Genie paused for a long time, distracted by the pleasure she felt. The hard, stiff pole sliding in and out of her felt so delicious. Her mouth gaped open, completely forgotten as her attention focused on the painfully wonderful pleasure she felt. The hard cock's shaft spreading her open carried some cramping pain yet it had a pleasure as well.

"I . . . I . . . it, uhm . . ." she answered absently, losing herself in the pleasure of his gently pistoning cock.

"Is it good, my little pet," Tom whispered plunging into her a little harder, bouncing her little body back and forth.

"Y-y-yes-s-s-s," Genie gulped and trembled.

At first, she wasn't sure how it felt. She was enjoying the in and out of his plunging cock, enjoyed the feel of it bouncing off her immature little cervix. It did feel good, she thought, the initial hurt was fast disappearing as it began feeling even better than when he "tickled her fancy." Not quite as good as it had when he licked her "fancy," but it felt good. As he continued plundering her sweet pre-adolescent pussy, she began feeling better and better. Her mind was a dizzy assortment of feelings, hitting her from her young pussy. Tom's fucking cock felt good. She still hurt from the ripping pain, but it only added to the unrecognized lust she felt and not yet understood. So unable to understand, she hung onto Tom's arms. Her mind filling with the sheer pleasure of building higher and higher in her belly. She cried out unbidden, giving voice to these new feelings as Tom's big prick sawed in and out of her, stretching her wide and, although it hurt, the pain added to the stimulus and her mouth gaped in unconscious pleasure. Soon, the pain had been completely subsumed by the pounding pleasure in her little cunt.

"Tom! Tom!" she gasped, then, "To-o-o-m-m-m!" she wailed softly.

Tom never slowed, he continued slapping his hips against her pussy, plunging his thick cock in and out of her, over and over and over again. Genie suddenly tightened up. Her legs wrapping around his hips and adding her own speedy rocking to his. Then she stiffened and grunted several times. She eased her gripping cunt and, once again, began rocking under him, panting and gasping.

"I'm gonna shoot, my pet," Tom groaned, "I'm gonna shoot my cum in you!"

Genie, still new to sex had no idea what he meant until his hot semen came blasting into her wet, slick pussy, filling her to overflowing. She was such a small girl with such a tiny cunt, that it didn't take much to fill it full. As she felt it squirting into her - hot and wet - another orgasm rumbled up from her belly and threw her into a thrashing frenzy, both legs kicking out as she threw her tummy over and over against Tom's, slapping against it loudly. Her breath came hard and fast, panting as if she'd just finished the Marathon. Tom also panted heavily. He was no longer a young man, but he still liked very young pussy. He was forty-seven years older than Genie, easily her great-grandfather's age, still he had his needs. Genie's legs fell off to the side as Tom relaxed and rolled them both onto their side.

"To-o-m," Genie whispered, tilting her head back to smile up at him.

"Did you enjoy it, my sweet?" Tom leaned back, pulling her up to him.

"Yes - ooh!" she gasped as his softening prick popped out of her.

"Thank you, my sweet child," Tom whispered, squeezing her shoulders to him gently, "thank you very much," he kissed the top of her head.

"You're quite welcome," she smiled looking up at him quizzically.

Tom caught the quizzical look and answered it before she could speak it.

"I was thanking you for the pleasure you have just given me, did I hurt you too much?"

"A little," Genie shrugged, "but it was mostly good. Did I hurt you?"

Once again, Tom had to remember, then it came back. He'd said it then completely forgotten about it.

"Oh. Oh, uhm, I'm okay. It didn't hurt much and from here on out, it shouldn't hurt hardly at all, just a little soreness to work out, okay?"

"Uhm, okay, but it still hurts some," she looked seriously at him.

"Well, then," he grinned, "I shall kiss it and make it better, hm?"

Genie giggled and nodded, her eyes sparkling with eagerness.

"But first we need to clean our blood off, my sweet."

"Blood?"

This was the first that Genie realized she was bleeding. As Tom carried her into his bathroom, he soothingly explained to the little girl about maidenheads and pregnancies and a little more about the birds and the bees and eggs and babies. As he rinsed the blood out of her pre-pubescent vagina, he kissed her and told her that she was too young yet to worry about possible pregnancies and about how much more they'd be able to enjoy themselves now that her cherry was gone. Drying her off, he carried her back to bed and a few minutes later, Genie was gurgling and humping her little hips into his mouth.

Later they lay snuggling in his big bed. She felt very comfortable snuggling with him. She liked lying naked next to him. She'd never slept naked before, let alone with anybody else, let alone with a man! But she really, really liked it. It made her feel all tickly inside and she giggled happily. Tom grinned down at her and tickled her some more. He liked the silvery tinkle of her laughing voice. They played for a little while, enjoying each other as they tickled each other. Then he told her a couple of stories about a little girl who grew up and married a silver-haired gentleman. She immediately identified with the little girl - Tom's ultimate story goal. Then they snuggled some more and went to sleep. Once again, Genie was thrilled at the idea of sleeping naked with Tom, but she eventually fell sound asleep. The old man wasn't as spry as he used to be, but early the next morning, he was up and stiffly ready for seven year old Eugenie Victoria Parker-Gotha and, to her utter delight, he fucked her brains every which way but loose before sucking his cum out of her and sending her to her bedroom to clean up and get ready for school. They were just in time, Nanny arrived just as Genie was drawing her tub.

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A month or so later, Tom was outside with the gardener just after lunch, still ruminating over the previous night and wondering what condition Genie's little pussy was in and looking forward to that night. Tom often volunteered to look after the little off-royal - almost royal, but only in name - giving Nanny the opportunity to leave early and spend a little extra time with her lover, Otto, a hundred pounds of vigorous German Shepherd dog. Once Nanny was out of his hair, Tom usually had Genie helping with little things. She loved being around him and especially scrubbing the limousine. Afterward, they'd have a snack and he'd send her off to her bath and to his bed.

Lately he'd been trying out various things with her. He'd bought her a control dog collar and leash. The collar not only looked like a rhinestone choker, but it also tightened when he pulled on the leash, choking off her breath if she didn't do as told. She was taking very well to it. Anything Tom wanted, she willingly complied with.

Tonight, things would be a little different and he was looking forward to it. He'd finally given in and acquired some Viagra. The gardener, proud grandfather of a pair of very lovely twin girls, had willingly provided it to him, confiding in Tom that he needed it with his two little nine year olds. Tom had designs on one or both, if things worked out right. It was only lately that they'd come to live with the gardener, however, first things first. Count and Countess had turned around and gone to Monte Carlo, having been invited by a friend to visit, so they were once again off. Butler and Nanny had taken the opportunity to go on holiday as well, Nanny as well as Mama and Papa, felt very comfortable leaving Genie with Chauffeur as chaperone.

At precisely two, he and Gardner had tea and immediately after, he left to pick up Genie. Since they'd begun sating their lust in Tom's bed, they'd fallen out of the habit of stopping at Chandler's Park. The little girl still liked for Tom to "tickle her fancy," but much preferred his heavy driving cock in her pussy. However, for tonight, Tom had other ideas. Since Genie had got used to wearing the collar, he'd been treating her more and more like his puppy, even going so far as feeding her little treats from his hand instead of allowing her to take them in hand. Tonight, he would take her like a dog and ream out her little arsehole . What Americans called "corn-holing." Although he didn't know the origins of the phrase, it sounded very naughty and dirty. As they drove home, Tom reached in his pocket for a piece of chewing gum. Genie eagerly reached for it, but he held it back.

"Tut, tut!" he clucked at her, "this is a special treat and you kneel and beg for it, remember? Now beg pretty."

As Tom pulled over beside the Chandler Park entrance, Genie knelt up, clasped her hands and smiled prettily up at him.

"Please, master," she begged, "may I have a treat, sir?"

"And what will you do for it?" Tom smiled lasciviously.

"Anything you want, my master," she lowered her eyes to his crotch, a small smile playing across her pretty little lips.

"In that case . . ." Tom unwrapped the treat and, as she held her mouth open, popped it in, "there you go, my little slut . . . enjoy."

"Um-m-m, thank you, master," Genie giggled and sat back, chewing happily.

To her it was just a game between the two of them, but it was gradually scaling up. Tom had got Genie to the point that she asked, or rather, begged him for a lot of things. It was a game that was fast becoming a reality. A reality that the little girl really never noticed herself falling into. There were times that, even with her parents and the house servants within view of what she did, she'd gotten on her knees and sucked him off.

The first time she sucked him off in near-public, he rewarded her with two things: the first was an immediate reward of a piece of American chewing gum, then that night with a long, pleasurable arse-fuck - her very first. At that time, their affair had been going for almost six months, not including the little over two years of "tickling her fancy" and Tom had a good bit of control over the little girl. She adored him and, by then, would do almost anything he asked of her, but he wanted to cement his control. He knew how wild kids could get in their teenage years and wanted to maintain control through those wild times.

Elena, a very young Spanish maid, headed in their direction as Genie licked the last few drops off his soft prick and stowed him away. The maid was more or less walking up from behind Tom and, as she came up to them, Tom stood, adjusted his shirt and patted Genie on the head. Elena didn't like the position the little girl was in. She'd seen her little mistress kneeling by Tom a lot, these last few days. She particularly didn't like how the little girl tagged after the older man like a little puppy - and speaking of puppies - she didn't like the collar she wore. It looked a lot like the choker chain collars they kept on the guard dogs. And he was always fingering it whenever he thought that nobody was looking. She could tell that the little girl adored the old man and refused to let herself think that she, herself, might be a little jealous of his constant attentions on her. In spite of his age, Tom was slim and cut a fine figure in his chauffeur's uniform and, more than once, she'd noticed his long and heavy prick stiff under his tight uniform jodhpurs. She gave them both a disapproving glance as she walked by them, but Tom only smiled at her as Genie, an aroused, glazed look in her eyes, chewed her gum. Elena noticed that the little girl's lips looked glossy and shiny and something pale glistened on her chin. For some reason, the look disturbed her at the same time that it aroused her.

That night, after Genie came to him, Tom showed her how to clean out her little arsehole . This very first time, he used the narrow-point enemas, but figured that in a few days, he'd be able to use the larger, vaginal douches. Mama and Papa were home, but their bedroom suite was on the second floor over the kitchen, the second warmest room during the winter and they rarely looked in on the little girl. As a matter of fact, they rarely thought of the little girl at all. Presently Mama and Papa were engaged in some sex games of their own with a couple from the village. The occasional sound of a whip cracking and a muffled scream filtered up to them. Meanwhile, Tom held the nude Genie in his lap, his thick prick already stiffening as he showed her the enemas.

"You take this one," he held up one with plain water, "you add a little hand soap to it," he unscrewed the cap and gave it a little soapy squirt, "shake it up good," he shook it vigorously as Genie nodded with interest, "then you poke it in your butt as far as it'll go."

He slid her off his lap and bent her forward. The little girl grunted a little as Tom pushed the tip into her. It was a fairly long tip, almost six inches long and very slender. As the cap at it's base pressed against her buttocks, he squeezed the liquid into her.

"Ooh-h-h," Genie flinched, giggling, "it's cold!"

Tom chuckled, slid off the commode and sat her on it. Her eyes went wide as her bowels evacuated noisily. Her face turned red and she giggled again, crossing her toes in embarrassment. They chatted as Tom checked her butt and the pot, then refilled the bottle and loaded her up again. By the third bottle, she was running clear, so he pulled the tip off the cap and inserted it, watching the last bit of water draining out of her through it.

"And now, we finish it off with a little greasy jelly," he grinned, picking up a little tube of arsehole lubricant.

Genie giggled, her head resting on the floor tile as she hugged his ankles. Tom's finger slicking her up felt very good as it worked in and out of her. When he pushed another finger into her, she grunted softly and adjusted accordingly. As Tom realized that Genie had two of his thick fingers in her and she was only squirming with delight. His stiff sprang completely and achingly to full attention. With his thumb rubbing her little clittie and his fingers sawing in and out of her gaping colon, Tom picked up the little girl and practically ran to bed. Genie moaned softly as she clung to his arms, her knees curled up against her flat little chest. Tom gave a low, helpless groan as he dropped her on her back and pushed her legs apart. Without any further foreplay, he spread her buttocks wide and plunged his stiff cock through her tightly gripping sphincter. Her arsehole tightened and she cried out as Tom's hard, hairy pubes smashed hard against her stiffly engorged baby clittie.

Genie's arsehole gripped Tom's cock tightly as she wailed. Tom's cock felt as if it was stretching her so wide. It hurt. It hurt so wonderfully. She loved the stretching, cramping feel of it, stretching and stretching. Her colon felt so full. So wonderfully full. For a few moments, her arsehole held tight, then slowly began quivering, her arse-cheeks shuddering under Tom's suddenly spanking hips. Her creamy-fleshed little cunt reddened as Tom slammed his heavy meat into her gaping arsehole over and over, his hairy pubis slapping her hairless, gaping lips as he drove his man's cock into her pre-pubescent arsehole.

Genie squirmed helplessly under him. She felt a combination of pain and lust and unfulfilled desire. His hips slapping her cream-drooling cunt sent her up the wall. She clawed at his back frantically, her needy cunt demanding that it be filled while his pubis rocked and rubbed on and over her partially hidden clittie. The new feeling of a full arsehole was both thrilling and maddening at the same time. It didn't seem to hurt her as much as Tom had thought it might and her hips came up to meet his in a steady rhythm, so he understood that she was enjoying her first arse-fuck. Tom's pleasure at her tightly gripping bum was so intense that, without realizing that he was that close, he suddenly blew his load into her.

As Genie felt his white-hot cream blasting into her, she gave a little yelp of surprise at it's heat and threw her legs around his hips, pulling him deeper into her. The wet heat of his splashing cum felt so good that she almost came from the sheer pleasure it. It wasn't as good as having it in her pussy, but it was very good. As Tom rubbed his pubis hard against her hairless mound, she gasped and also came, unable to withstand the rubbing on her little clittie. However, because of the effects of the viagra, Tom was still stiff and hard and as the little girl came down off her orgasmic high. As she lay limp and unresisting under him, he pulled out of her tender little arse and slid his heavy timber into her slickly gaping equally tender little cunt.

Over the next hour, the older man fucked his pre-pubescent lover not only in her hairless cunt, but also once more in her arsehole, then fucked her sweet little mouth. As the sun came peeking up over the horizon, he fucked his semi-comatose child lover's cunt one last time. Genie was so physically worn out that all she could do was grunt and whine softly in complaint as Tom pounded his thick cock into her limp and helpless body. When Tom finally finished - not because he'd gone soft, but because he had to get her back into her bed - he cleaned her up somewhat and dressed her. On the way down to her rooms, he didn't notice Elena hiding in the shadows quickly returning to his rooms. She'd been left as the temporary night maid because Charity had become ill, then the noisy sex from the Count and Countess' bedroom had aroused her libido, leaving her literally panting with desire.

The next morning, Genie awakened at the touch of Nanny's hand on her shoulder. Genie's lips were bruised and a little purple and her throat was very sore. When Nanny asked about her face with some concern, Genie lied and said that she'd tripped on the rug and banged her face on the door. She was very hoarse, the result of Tom's heavy prick bruising her throat and palate. Nanny told her to stay in bed and she'd get her a cold compress for her face. As Nanny left, Genie rolled onto her back and smiled over what she remembered of last night. Tom had been in rare form, she thought as she felt something between her butt-cheeks and thighs. Reaching down, she felt something crusty and sticky protruding from her arsehole. She didn't know what it was so she hurried to the bathroom, hobbling due to the pain in her hips.

Squatting over her toilet bowl, she reached back and pulled the object out. It easily slid out of her arsehole, but the other end was stuffed in her pussy. Genie again grinned as she realized that the thing stuffed in both her holes was her panties. Her smile went dreamy and she pulled them to her nose as she settled on the commode and let her bowels loose. Pulling the end that had been in her cunt, she took it between her pearly white teeth and sucked it dry. It still had Tom's cum on it. Some of it was crusty and some of it was still wet from being in her pussy.

As she did her business, she could feel the soreness in her arsehole. It and her cunt felt all irritated and chafed. She wiped gently and rinsed her burning holes with cold water. As she dried them off, she took some of her face powder and dusted her crotch liberally. It helped the chafing. Just as she was done, Nanny called from the bedroom. Genie quickly dropped the soiled panties into the dustbin and covered them with a wad of toilet paper before going in, trying hard not to limp.