Roger came in the bedroom and said I should stand up beside the bed so he could make sure the camera was aimed right. When I stood up in the black nightie, he whistled. "You are definitely the prettiest and youngest girl I've ever gotten in bed with. But now that the camera is set up, I'm going to be your slave. You can tell me what to do. And later, if you want, you can let me kiss you all over - but only if you want me to."

I laughed. "Roger, you're so funny. But now, slave, come over here and I'll take your clothes off to get you ready for beddie-bye."

Roger walked over and stood by the bed, saying, "Yes, Mam. I'll do whatever you say. Tell me anything and I'll do it."

I got the giggles again. It was fun unbuttoning his shirt and uniting his shoes. When he was finally just in his underwear I rubbed my hands all over his chest, back, legs, and arms. Since he was being so obedient and seemed to enjoy doing whatever I said, I got braver and kissed him on the shoulders and legs.

His thing was real stiff, like making a tent in his boxers. Then I had an idea. "What if I wanted to spank you, Roger?"

"Yes, Mam. You can spank me." He turned to face the bed and bent over.

I got the giggles as I started spanking his bottom with my hand. His boxers felt silky. After each few spanks I stopped and felt his thing and balls, then put my hand up under the edge of his boxers. Roger was letting me do everything I wanted, just like Uncle Doug said. This was so cool.

When I brushed my fingers across his balls on my way up to touch is thing he said, "Umm." so I knew it felt good to him, too. While I was holding his big, stiff thing with my left hand I spanked him with my right. He twitched. "Was that too hard, Roger? I'm sorry."

"No. Do whatever you want, Karen. I'll do what you say. You were such a wonderful model and actress for us. I don't mind when you spank me or touch me."

"OK, then. Put your legs farther apart."

He did it right away. I put both hands up the legs of his boxer shorts and tickled the sides of his balls. "Is this too hard, Roger? I know the boys in my class are always joking about kicking each other in the balls."

He chuckled. "The boys in your class? And what grade is that?"

"Sixth. I mean it will be seventh this year." I kept rubbing and feeling his balls while standing behind him.

"They are just boys who don't know much yet. It's a thing boys go through. Best just to ignore them. Girls seem older lots faster, and have more sense. Don't worry about it. I'll tell you if you do anything that hurts. I like being in your control. Do you like telling me what to do?"

"Yes." I admitted softly, and started rubbing the sides of his thing with both of my hands. "I want to take your shorts off now. Stand up straight!" I ordered. "Put your hands on your head. Let me sit on the bed and you stand in front of me. Facing me. Good boy!" I was trying to sound firm, kind of like a bossy teacher.

He did what I said.

"Close your eyes while I pull your pants down. Put your feet apart!"

He did that and I had to stretch out his boxer shorts to get them over the end of his dick. It bounced up like it was on a spring when I pulled the pants over his stiff cock. After pulling the boxers to his knees I sat and looked at him for a minute. He looked good. His cock didn't seem the same as Uncle Doug's, like Roger's was curved more, and longer and skinnier. I wondered if all dicks were different.

"Does it hurt when I spring it, Roger?" I pulled down the end of his dick and let it spring back up.

"No, Mam. I like it when you touch me."

"Even when I spank you, Roger?"

"Yes, Mam. I like that, too. You are the boss now."

I said in my teacher voice, "Good. Just so you know who's boss. Keep those eyes closed, Young Man!" and I took a firm hold of his bouncing dick. I kissed it. Then tapped it. "How would you like it if I spanked your front? Maybe that would teach you a lesson. Keep your eyes closed and show me how you touch yourself. Make it bounce around!"

To my great delight, he put his right hand on it. "This is how I stroke it to make myself cum." and he stroked his hand up and down on the shaft, going back and forth over the tip. And you can slap it pretty hard, just don't slap my balls. You can spring it around it you want."

When he was done swinging it back and forth by moving his hips, and then standing still and slapping it, I had a good idea about how tough his cock was.

"I just want to look at it for a minute, Young Man. You've been bad and I'm going to spank it in a minute! But since you seem to like it I'm going to make you wait. Keep your eyes closed and your hands on your head. Stand sort of sideways so the camera can see how it bounces."

He stood to the side of me as I still sat on the edge of the bed. It looked like the camera could see him better from the side now. First I lightly tickled it and told him I might slap it or bounce it at any time. "I'm going to make you wait and guess just like you did to me! And sometimes I'll slap it pretty hard to make it bounce around. Would you like that, Bad Boy?"

"Yes, Mam." he said. I looked at his face and he was trying to keep from smiling, but his eyes were closed. I tickled it, then slapped it, then pulled it down and let it go. And I kissed it. Lots of times. Then tried to put my mouth over the tip. "Keep those eyes closed, Young Man!" And I sucked on it while I lightly tickled his balls. My mouth only went over the tip and about a half inch down on his dick. To surprise him, I reached around and spanked him as hard as I could while I held his dick in my mouth.

Since he didn't complain, I did it some more times. He pushed his dick farther in my mouth each time I spanked him. It was so neat being in control like this.

"OK, Young Man. Lay on your back on the bed and keep your eyes closed. You have to do everything I say. You're not allowed to move."

He did it. This was fun. I touched him, sat on his tummy, crawled around all over him, kissing him or patting him in lots of places. I kissed his mouth and then pulled my head back a little bit and her lifted his head to kiss me again. "Young Man! You're not supposed to move. I playfully slapped his dick which was pointing towards his belly button.

"Yes, Mam. I'm sorry." He said.

I knelt over his head and looked at the rest of his body. And I had him put his legs together and sat on his knees, straddling him. As I worked my way up his body it was hard for him to stay still, so I slapped his thing again and told him to hold still or I would have to punish him. His thing was still hard as a rock when I sat on it and slid around. I must have been pretty slippery, like Uncle Doug and Ms. Ginny had explained to me. I was glad that Roger was laying on his back so his thing was against his tummy. It felt good to me to slide around on it. It reminded me of the wood arm of the chair in my room that I used to slide back and forth on. It would get slippery, too as I kept sliding on it.

I inched forward on him and then laid on top of him with my legs outside his. "OK, Roger. Since you've been a good boy, you can put your arms around me and kiss me now. Don't put your thing in me. I just want to feel it up against me."

"Thank you, Karen. I will do what you say." He put his arms around me and gently pushed me against his thing. The tip of it was pushing against my vagina opening and I wanted to keep getting closer on it. It felt way to big to go inside me and my tummy was starting to feel mushy inside, like an itch, and I wanted something inside me.

"Roger, I'm going to lay on my back and you can kiss me and finger me if you want. And then I'll do whatever you say. Just don't put your thing way in me. Maybe just a little bet. I want to be your slave now. OK?" I kissed him on the mouth and rolled off him to lay on my back beside him. I was so excited, it felt like I was shaking inside. My tummy felt mushy - like almost creamy inside.

"Close your eyes now, Pumpkin. I want to kiss you. I'll be oh, so sweet to you. I won't hurt you Little Darling." He said softly as he began kissing my breasts - sucking my nipples into his mouth and gently biting - taking turns - while his hand explored me.

"Get on your hands and knees, Karen, with your ass towards the camera. I want to zoom in before I finger you."

"Yes, Sir." I answered softly, like a good, little girl.

Roger adjusted the camera and told me to put my knees farther apart and put my shoulders on the bed. "Great. I can see how wet you are when you have your knees apart. You're almost dripping with excitement, Karen. It turns me on to see you so wet. Reach back and pull your ass open for the camera."

I did what he said.

"Fantastic. Hold that position while I come over and finger you."

He walked back to the bed and began fingering me. I must have been very slippery because his finger went right in all the way. It filled me up and felt wonderful. "I'm going to try two fingers, Karen, and I'll go slowly. Hold your ass open like that."

As he pushed in I felt even fuller. It almost hurt but felt wonderful at the same time. Once his two fingers were all the way in me I started feeling creamy inside again. Like I wanted him to push in even farther. He pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in. They slid in easier each time. "Ohhh. Unnn." I was making little noises again as his fingers when in and out.

"Hold your bottom open, and don't move. I'm going to kiss you between your legs." He began licking me and pressing his tongue on my clit. It felt so good as his tongue rubbed across me. He even licked my anus and pressed it in there, too. He kept licking me - my pussy and my anus, while he was telling me how delicious I was. "So fresh and firm, Karen. You taste great. You're so wet I can drink you. Ummm." He was making pleasure noises, too.

"I'm going to put a finger in your bottom, too, Karen. It won't hurt. My finger is all slippery from your pussy. Keep holding your ass open. Wider. That's it." He took his fingers out of my pussy, and pressed one of them right into my asshole. It was tight, but his finger was still slippery from my pussy. Then he put his left forefinger into my pussy. He pressed them both all the way in me and I moaned. "Should I stop, Karen?" He asked softly. "Does this hurt?"

"No. Doesn't hurt. Don't stop yet." He stood up right beside me as I started twitching inside. I guess he didn't want to block the camera.

When I was done with my contractions he laid me on my back with my knees on the edge of the bed. He opened my legs and told me to keep my legs spread for another minute while I calmed down. He worked the camera.

A minute later he told me to sit up on the edge of the bed and massage my breasts while I relaxed. "Tell me what you liked, Karen."

I looked in the camera and said, "That all felt so good, Roger. It was fun playing with you and getting to be the boss. Like I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as I ordered you around." I chuckled. "And you really are a Bad Boy, aren't you?"

"Go on."

"Then when you put your fingers in me, even the one in my bottom it felt like I was getting all creamy inside. I liked it when you licked me, too. It was kind of like the buzzer and got me all tingly inside. It like made my clit itch and I wanted you to keep scratching it with your tongue." I giggled. "This is embarrassing. Talking about it."

"You're doing fine, Little Karen. Tell me how old you are and what you liked about bossing me around. And tell me about playing doctor with your friend and her brother a year ago."

I blushed. "Uncle Doug told you about that? Well, OK. I guess I like being the boss and also when somebody tells me what to do. Like when we played doctor, her brother told us to pull down our panties and get on our hands and knees next to each other. Then he put his fingers in both of our bottoms at the same time. That was funny. I was only about ten and a half then. I turned twelve last month when I was here at Uncle Doug's house.

"And I forgot to say it felt good when you spanked me and used the buzzer on me, like between my legs. That made me get real wet, too, so I like getting the spankings when you use the buzzer. And I like your cameras, too, like I'm on television, except nobody except you guys will see the video. Because I think you could get in trouble, and I would be embarrassed.

"Anyway, It's fun being a model and letting you see my panties, and changing in front of you, like teasing. Uncle Doug said there would be some surprises for me tomorrow. Do you know what they are?"

"No. At least I'm not sure. Just keep talking, Karen. You're doing great. Keep fluffing your perky, little titties. That's it."

"This feels good, too, like pinching and pulling my nipples out and letting them snap back. Look how fast they snap back, Roger." I demonstrated for the camera.

"And I like looking at your dick. It sticks out like a banana, kind of curved up. It's fun to play with. It was fun to order you around and play with it and slap it sideways. I want to do it some more, OK?"

"OK, in a little bit." He said, "Keep telling me about what you like. Did you like it when I pushed my finger in your ass?"

I felt myself blush. "Well, like, I guess so. It didn't hurt or anything. It made me feel full inside, like I was going to burst it felt so good, especially after you licked me there." I started to laugh and then it turned into the giggles. I laid on the bed and kept giggling. My hands were in front of my face and I rolled over.

Roger came over and jumped in bed with me. He tickled my sides and rolled me around. His thing was still stiff and we cuddled up. Then he asked me to do him a favor and when I asked him what, he whispered his request in my ear.

"OK." I said, and then laid on my back with my head on a pillow. He got on his hands and knees over me and put his dick in my mouth. I just sucked it for a little while when it started tasting funny.

The squirting didn't catch me by surprise since Uncle Doug's dick did the same thing right after it started to taste funny. So I was ready when he started squirting. I tried to swallow most of it, but some got on my nightgown. I hoped Uncle Doug wouldn't be upset with me.

When I calmed down Roger went over and turned off the camera and the lights, except for a little night light. We snuggled and I fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up by myself. Roger had gotten up and left already. Maybe that was him taking a shower in the adjoining bathroom.

Aaron walked out with a robe on. He was pretty hairy. Black, curly hair all over - which seemed funny since the hair on his head was so thin and the hair on his face was turning gray. I could tell he had an erection through the robe. It looked funny. He said, "Good morning, Little One. I'm going to give you a bath this morning. We'll go down for breakfast in about an hour or so. You slept like a log last night." He sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over as he pulled the blankets down, and kissed my belly button. It tickled and I started giggling as he licked around my belly button.

It was light in the room from the sunshine through the sheer curtain, but he went over and turned on the lights, too. Then he flicked on the video camera which was still on the tripod near the door. It was aimed at me.

I stretched and yawned as I set up. "I get to be in the movies already?"

"Yes." Grinned Aaron as he sat on the edge of the bed again. "This will be my private little video. Kissing you good morning, maybe a playful spanking and a bath. You're so cute."

There was something different about Aaron today and I couldn't figure out what it was. He handed me a short, purple, satin robe, like about down to my waist. He said, "Now stand up on the bed, jump around and let it open up while you bounce. In a minute you can take it off the rest of the way."

"OK, Aaron." I said as I bounced and twirled around, laughing sometimes. "And do I get to be your boss this morning for some of the time, or is that only at night?"

He looked at me, "What do you mean, Karen?"

"Like I get to be the boss and tell you what to do, and you have to do it, even if I say to take off your robe and keep your eyes closed."

Aaron thought for a minute, "Well, OK, but then you have to do what I say first. Then after your bath I'll do what you say for a while."

"OK." I giggled, bouncing on the bed again. "This is fun."

Aaron did a pretend mean laugh, like in the movies. "Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm. Get ready for a spanking, Little Girl. Hands and knees. Bottom towards the camera. Put your knees apart. Put your shoulders down. Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm."

Aaron was being so funny this morning. He massaged my bottom, pulling it open sometimes. He kissed my pussy lips. Then he gave me some playful spankings that didn't hurt a bit.

After he rolled me over on my back he made me lie still on the edge of the bed. He kissed my lips and then kissed all the way down my tummy to my pussy lips. After kissing me there for a little bit he kissed back up my tummy to my face. He laughed again. "Ummm, ummm, ummm. You taste good, Little girl. I think I'll eat you up!"

"You're funny this morning, Aaron."

"And I just brushed my teeth and haven't had a cigarette yet today. So I probably smell better to you, too!" He laughed.

"That's it. Kiss me again."

"So you like kissing me better after I brush and before a cigarette?" He was smiling.

"Yes. And you're funny, too."

"And you're so funny, too, especially when you giggle!" He tickled my tummy and made me wiggle all over the bed.

"Don't make me tinkle in the bed!" I tried to say between giggles.

"Ah, time to go in the bathroom now, Little Girl. Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm." And he tickled me for a second and helped me stand up.

He picked up the camera on the tripod and took it in the bathroom with us. After he started the bath water, I thought he was going to leave, but instead he set up the camera aiming at the toilet.

"Aaron, what are you doing? I have to tinkle."

"Yes, and for now you're still doing what I say." He laughed. "And I say go ahead and tinkle. Keep your knees apart so I can get a video of you peeing."

"Really?" I laughed. "OK." It felt funny, but I leaned back on the toilet and kept my knees apart so he could see me tinkle.

He gave me a bath and washed my bottom and breasts especially good. After he dried me off it was my turn to order him around. He was in a real happy mood this morning.

"OK. Take off your robe and let me give you a spanking, Young Man." And I took charge. His thing was fatter than Uncle Doug's or Roger's. It pointed straight out instead of curving up.

He had to close his eyes and stand in front of me while I sat on the edge of the bed and slapped his thing around. I stroked it and felt it. The tip of it was too big to fit in my mouth, but once I tried a few times I could get my lips over the end of it. It filled up my mouth as I kept sliding up and down on it.

"Sit on the floor and hold out your tongue. Keep your mouth open. Hold still." His voice seemed more urgent so I did what he said, even though it was still my turn to boss him around. He stepped over and adjusted the video camera.

Now suck it a few more times and then sit with your mouth open and tongue out just like you did."

I did what he said and he started squirting into my mouth. I tried to swallow and more stuff kept squirting on me. It got in my hair and on my chest and dribbled down my tummy and I tried to swallow more of it. He put his hands on the sides of my head and had me suck it some more, until he stopped oozing out. I probably swallowed more than half of it, but there was still lots of it in my hair, on my face and chest and even spilled all down my front.

"Wow. You had lots of stuff, Aaron." I said as he led me back in the bathroom for a shower and shampoo.

"You did great, Karen. I hope it didn't taste bad to you."

"No. I mean it doesn't taste good, but there is something peculiar about it. It's OK. I don't mind."

I took a shower and washed my hair, while he went to the other bathroom to take a shower himself. I combed my hair and put on some other play clothes and went downstairs.

There was Ms. Ginny. At the breakfast table. We kissed and then I sat down to eat! I was so hungry and thirsty. They fixed chocolate milk for me since I didn't want coffee. Ms. Ginny said she came over with a few new items for me and would have a little friend here later. Someone I could play with.

"Who?" I ate another bite of scrambled eggs. "Who is coming, Ms. Ginny?"

"You'll see, Missy. Are you keeping these photographers under control? I hear you like to be the boss!"

I laughed and blushed. "It's like a game. See? I like tell them what to do. We take turns."

Then Ms. Ginny laughed. "Well, you must have quite a knack for it. I would hire you this minute if you were a little older!"

"Wow. Like a job? I'm a babysitter sometimes. What would I do, Ms. Ginny?"

She laughed. "We'll see about that in five or six years, Little Missy!" She rubbed my head, but wouldn't tell me what kind of job I would have if I worked for her.

Roger said, "Ms. Ginny has several employees, Karen. But I bet you would be the most in demand. Even given the limitations of age."

Uncle Doug clicked his fingers and pointed one up in the air as if he just had a great idea. "Ginny, since you have her measurements, why don't you get a special outfit together. Maybe next month you could have a few of your clients come here for a session with the youngest, cutest 'boss' they would ever ... umm ... who would ... um ..."

Ms. Ginny clicked her fingers, too. "Yes. I get it. I'll ask a few of my more affluent customers and I'm sure they would be interested. No cameras though, at least no pictures of the customers. And I bet bald Little Miss Take-Charge here would be a big hit with them. They might like to submit to her orders ... and punishments."

Uncle Doug interrupted, "Yes. Well, anyway Karen, another young girl will be joining us today. Like to be actresses and models together. Won't that be fun?"

I must have had a doubtful look on my face, because they all laughed. Uncle Doug said, "Don't worry, Karen, you'll still be the star of the show. And I'm sure you'll have fun, too."

A little later I heard a car pull in beside the house. I was in my play clothes, and my hair was brushed into a ponytail. Ms. Ginny was holding my hand, getting ready to take me upstairs to get my make-up on and change clothes. "I want to see who's here, Ms. Ginny."

It was a man and a teenage girl. She looked about fifteen, and her blond hair was in a pony tail, too. She was cute but not glamorous - more like soccer player cute.

The man was about forty and looked kind of like a professor or a teacher with stooped shoulders, a wispy beard, and small glasses. His hair was combed from next to his left ear over his head - almost like he was bald on top and trying to cover it up.

Ms. Ginny smiled and took me over and introduced me to Hugh and Debbie, who was sixteen. I thought she looked younger than that. She was about six inches taller than me though, and had a cute figure. I could see through her T-shirt that she wasn't wearing a bra. She seemed kind of flirty with Uncle Doug, Aaron, and especially Roger. As she was shaking hands with them, or hugging, I could tell that her nipples were getting stiff because they poked through her T-shirt. She was kind of ignoring me and flirting with the men.

Then, while she was flirting with the men, Ms. Ginny led me upstairs to get dressed. When she asked me what I thought about Debbie, I blurted out, "She thinks she's so cute! Well, she's not that pretty! Did you see how she hugged Roger?"

Ms. Ginny was smiling as she got me dressed, and started explaining how we could teach her a lesson. I liked Ms. Ginny's plan! This might be fun. I had on red lipstick and the school girl outfit again - that red, plaid jumper and white blouse. But instead of knee socks I got to wear the high heels and white, lacy ankle socks.

Ms. Smarty Pants was wearing a similar outfit when I got downstairs, and I could see her T-shirt on the couch. I bet she enjoyed changing in front of the men and their cameras! There was a pair of panties on top of the pile of clothes. She probably got completely naked and took her time getting dressed while I was upstairs with Ms. Ginny!

The men had us stand next to each other and pose for them. Debbie was taller than me, so they would position her and then stand me next to her. She put her arm around my shoulders, as if she was being nice to a kid. I heard Hugh tell the other men that Debbie drove his car part of the way.

Then the men wanted Debbie to kiss me. Roger said, "Show her how you kiss, Debbie."

I guess they could tell I didn't want to kiss her back because they encouraged me to open more.

The video cameras were on the whole time. Roger told Debbie to undress me now.

I felt funny with Debbie undressing and feeling me. The men were telling her what a great job she was doing, "You're a natural actress, Debbie." Aaron said.

Roger said, "You're doing good, too, Karen. That's a girl. Let her touch you. Pretend you enjoy it."

Then they told me to undress her. "Feel her more while you're undressing her, Karen." Uncle Doug said. I was surprised to see that Debbie was shaved, too. Only her pussy area felt like sandpaper right above her crack. Ms. Ginny was just smiling and watching us. I think she knew I was getting mad.

When we were both undressed, except for our high heels and ankle socks they had us stand or lie next to each other. We even had to get on our hands and knees next to each other so they could compare our asses. They were comparing how our breasts hung down, too. "Karen's hang down like tangerines and Debbie's hang down more like oranges." After turning off the cameras the men wanted us to hold our positions so they could each feel our breasts and jiggle them.

We laid on our backs on the table with our knees up and apart so they could each finger our pussies to see who was the tightest. Roger said, "Well, they are both slippery, but Karen is definitely the tightest."

Hugh said, "That figures. Debbie gets lots of action already ... and she loves it. You'll each get to see tonight. I guess Karen is still too young." He squeezed one of my breasts. "It feels like it won't be too long though. She's about ready."

They had us pull our fannies open for the cameras so they could compare us even closer. They put gooey stuff on their fingers and compared the tightness of our asses, and we hand to like squeeze real hard after they got us lubed up. First we relaxed so they could put the slippery stuff in our asses, and then they compared us, like to see who could squeeze the tightest.

Ms. Ginny was talking with Uncle Doug and Roger, then with Aaron and Hugh. A few minutes later the men wiped off our bottoms and had us stand and kiss again. They kissed us and walked in the kitchen with us to get some pop. It seemed kind of funny to be naked while they were all dressed. Just me and Debbie were naked.

It seemed like the men liked to feel Debbie more than me, but they kept feeling or kissing both of us, like they were taking turns.

Ms. Ginny took me upstairs to get ready for our next "act."

"'Act?' What do you mean, Ms. Ginny?"

"How do you like Debbie?" she asked.

I told her that she seemed kind of stuck up, like she was so superior to me. "And the way she flirts with the men! She's not as cute as she thinks she is." I said some more things, and Ms. Ginny started smiling. Then she shared her plan. Pretty soon I was smiling, too.

"What does that have to do with Pizza?" I asked.

Ms. Ginny gave me a funny look, so I explained, "Like if I have to be a Dominics - we have a Dominic's Pizza near our house. I'm don't see the connection."

She laughed. "It's not a Dominic's. You will be a 'dominatrix.,' meaning, 'the boss.' And you'll do great."

She went downstairs to talk to the other grown-ups and help them set up a stage area ... for our next "act."

Being The Boss

This time I would get to show Debbie who was boss. Ms. Ginny gave me some great ideas.

I was dressed in the black garter belt, thigh high hose, and high heels. I had on a lacy black bra that felt a little big on me, but it would soon be coming off. No panties.

Debbie was dressed in a very, short skirt, red high heels and ankle socks, and a short sleeved blouse which was tied above her belly button. She also had on leather wrist and ankle straps.

We stood next to each other in the middle of our set - a stuffed couch which faced away from the cameras, and an old fashioned, wooden kitchen chair - the kind with the open back. There were several paddles and things on a small table, some pieces of rope, a blindfold, and a red, rubber ball with a strap through it. I didn't know what that was for. I put one foot up on the wooden chair and held a paddle in my hand.

Debbie seemed afraid to look at me now. She wasn't smiling anymore either.

I said, "Debbie, you are not allowed to talk until I say you can, or tell you what to say, or ask you a direct question. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Mam." she said softly.

"Louder." I said calmly.

"Yes, Mam!" She said, clearer - for the men, for the cameras.

"Good. Look at my foot on the chair. Now I want you to kneel on the floor in front of me and kiss my foot. Then kiss all the way up my leg and start licking me."

She began. When she finally got to my pussy, I said, "Good dog. Now lick a little harder and faster. Turn over this way..." and I scooted her shoulders to the right. "That's better. I want the camera to get a close up of you licking me. You're doing a good job. Nice dog. Keep licking." I patted her head.

"Sit." I turned around and bent over. "Kiss my other foot and lick all the way up again. Thank me for letting you lick me."

She began, but she thanked me too quietly, I thought, so I told her to thank me louder. She did as she was told.

When she got to my ass she tried to lick under me, between my legs to get to my pussy. "No. I might let you lick that again later. If you're a good dog. I want you to lick me in back. That's it. Use your hands to pull me open. I'll put my hands on the chair and open my legs more. How is that?"

"Thank you, Mam." she said, louder this time. She was pulling my ass open and licking me right on the anus. Debbie was following directions very nicely, licking just right. And it felt good. I liked being in charge.

"Good girl. Now sit and tie one of these ropes to each of your ankle and wrist straps." There was a metal ring attached to each of her ankle and wrist straps and she tied one end of a rope to each ring.

"Now stand up and suck on my breasts. I'll spank you in a minute. Suck me good or I'll spank even harder. Understand?"

"Yes, Mam." she said loud enough, as she began sucking and massaging my breasts. Then I had her lick me between the legs again as she took off her blouse. Ginny had given me some suggestions, but I was thinking of other things to make her do.

"Suck me, massage me, and lick me in my favorite spots. Tell me you think I'm pretty and that I taste good to you." She surprised me by kissing me on my lips first, "You are so good to me, Mistress. I like to kiss you and lick you. You're beautiful and taste delicious." She sucked my breasts and then my pussy. I turned around and bent over the stuffed chair and pulled my ass open for her. She licked it and mumbled 'thank you' as she kept licking my ass and reaching for my pussy with her tongue. It did feel good.

I wanted to let her keep doing those things, but knew I'd better take control again, so I told her to stop and tie one of her foot ropes close to the edge of the stuffed chair leg. I put the blindfold on her and tied her other leg and bent her over the stuffed chair and pulled the ropes to the front chair legs. She was now blindfolded and tied with her hands and legs apart.

"I'm going to spank you now. Sometimes I will tickle you with this vibrator. Thank me for each spank and for each time I tickle you with the vibrator. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mam."

I stepped aside to let the camera get a close up of her ass and pussy which was open and wet. I looked closely, too, and decided on what to do before I started spanking her. After all, she was following my instructions very well.

"I want to see how wet you are, Debbie. Would you like me to take a close look? Maybe put my finger in you?"

"Yes, Mam. I would like that. Thank you."

"Then arch your back, stick your pussy out for me. Try to open your thighs more. Then I'll look."

She struggled to open her ass more, lifting it off the back of the stuffed chair, standing on her tippy toes and opening her knees.

Her wetness fascinated me. I ran a finger up and down her pussy. She was so wet and slippery. Her feminine odor smelled a little like my panties after I rubbed myself. For some reason I wanted to taste her, so I did. I lapped her open pussy and tried to get plenty to taste. It wasn't bad. Seemed much sweeter that a man's squirty stuff.

I twisted the vibrator so it turned on, like Ms. Ginny told me it would. As I pressed it against her swollen bump she moaned. I kept pressing and moving it, even pushing it into her open vagina. It was a tight fit, but it slid half way in.

It was cool seeing how swollen her clit was getting when I pressed the buzzer against it. I spanked her bottom with one of the paddles while I was buzzing her. I would spank her, wait, then spank her again, or buzz her, or maybe both. As I was playing with her this way she kept thanking me. My fingers slid into her easily. Even two fingers at the same time, but that felt lots tighter.

My fascination with her pussy was making me forget what I was supposed to so. I stood up and gave her several good ones. Not too hard, but enough to give her a little sting. "Lift that ass up, Debbie. You deserve a few more hard ones." That's when I noticed her pussy was so wet it was about to drip. I knelt down behind her and licked it off her bump. As I sucked on the juice off her clit she began moaning just like I did when I got those squeezy feelings in my tummy. Licking her and sticking my tongue into her I could feel her pussy muscles tighten and then relax, tighten and relax again. I wanted to suck all her juice into my mouth.

That's when I noticed how quiet it was in the room. I looked around sheepishly and the grown ups and cameras were all looking at us.

Without saying anything I untied her and had her lay on her back on the floor with her legs straight and wide apart. I sat down beside her. "This is my slave, Debbie. She will do what I tell her. She will beg for more spankings and punishments." I took off the blindfold and told her to tell everybody that I was her boss from now on.

She did.

Ms. Ginny took us upstairs for a little nap and promised to give us a bath in a little while. She said it was girls only upstairs for the next hour. Just us girls. And one of the cameras which Ms. Ginny set up next to the bed.

Debbie and I snuggled in bed and kissed each other. I pulled the silk sheet over us for a little privacy. Ms. Ginny stayed in the room with us, but she didn't pull back the sheet. It was just us girls.

That evening we had one more photo session after Debbie and Hugh left. Aaron, Ms. Ginny, and Roger had to leave too. Uncle Doug said they all went to Hugh's house for a little while. I wondered what they were doing at Hugh's house.

I slept with Uncle Doug. It was nice. I got to taste him again.

While driving me home on Monday morning, Uncle Doug told me about Ms. Ginny's ideas for next month. That would be cool. I would get to see Debbie again. And more photographers!