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Amy didn't know how long she lay there waiting for Lisa's
return, burning from desire. Her skin stung from Lisa's piss and
her saliva soaked the menstrual blood coating the panties in her
mouth. She didn't know why it turned her on to be controlled
and, she admitted to herself, hurt and humiliated by Lisa. She
wasn't old enough to understand the sophisticated terms for her
desires, that some how she was a natural, masochistic submissive.
All she knew was that performing these acts gave her the best
orgasms that she'd ever, ever had. Lisa went downstairs, enjoying
the taste of her dirty, blood stained panties as she rooted
around in the kitchen getting the things together to make
waffles. She knew how to make them, having done it many times
before and was looking forward to having some food. Of course,
it turned her on immensely to know that Amy was sweating upstairs
in a dark, hot room also sucking on panties soaked with Lisa's
menstrual discharge after having eaten a small morsel of Lisa's
shit. Lisa's small cunt was leaking fuck juice and blood,
staining her hairless mound and making her thighs very slick.
She was still horny and knew that poor Amy was *very* horny,
since Lisa hadn't let her cum very much. It took almost twenty
minutes for Lisa to finish before she went back upstairs, making
a quick stop for something up in her attic bedroom. It seemed
much longer to Amy as she lay in the dark, her desires and
frustration growing. Lisa opened the door to the bathroom and was
greeted by the strong smell of sex and urine. Neither girl had
showered in two days and they'd been having sex almost all night.
Lisa turned on the light and looked over in the tub. "Hi Amy.
Still horny?" Amy's voice was a little husky or as husky as a
child's voice could be. "Yes Mistress. Please Mistress, you
said you'd use the belt on me." "I said after our shower," said
Lisa leaning over the tub. Amy's body was glistening with sweat
and urine, her hair was plastered to her skull with piss and she
smelled like a urinal
. "Do you want to take a shower now?" She asked, noting that
Amy's gaze was centered on her blood smeared cunt and thighs.
Lisa looked down and noticed that there seemed to be a lot of
blood. Her mother had told her what to expect when she'd had the
"birds & bees" talk with her daughter. She'd also told her that
women in the family tended to be heavy bleeders, so Lisa wasn't
too worried. "Is there something you'd like to do before we
turn on the water?" Said Lisa with a coy look on her face as she
slid a finger into her cunt. When she pulled it out, she ran the
red stained digit over her own lips, then stuck it into her
mouth, obviously enjoying the coppery/sweet taste. "Please can I
eat you out?" "You want to eat me?" "Yes. Please." "But my cunt
is all bloody. Do you want to eat my bloody cunt?" Amy's eyes
were wide and shining as she nodded her head. "Tell me lover.
Tell me you want to eat my bloody cunt." "Please Lisa, please let
me eat your bloody cunt." Lisa sighed in pleasure as she granted
her lover's wish. The girls then showered, thoroughly washing
each other. Lisa pissed in Amy's mouth again and teased Amy
close to another orgasm. Lisa was pretty worked up herself, but
she didn't cum either. They got out and dried off, then Lisa
held up her surprise. "What the hell are those," asked Amy.
"They're plastic panties. They have 'em in all sizes and I
bought them the other day. They're tight, but they'll fit." The
girls, young as they were, had no way to buy sex toys. They had
to improvise with what ever they could find. Lisa had another
idea of what she wanted to get today when her mom came home and
they could go out. The girls didn't have much money, but their
parents did encourage them to earn their own by doing odd jobs
around the house. Amy was still frowning. "I can see that, but
why did you buy them?" "Well, they're supposed to keep a diaper
from leaking, so I thought we could use them to keep other things
from leaking as well." Amy did see possibilities, especially
since Lisa was
menstruating. She licked her lips at the thought of all that
blood and cunt juice building up waiting for her to lick it up.
There were other possibilities as well. She smiled. "Cool. I
bet that we can do a lot of things with these." "Yep," said Lisa.
She started pulling on the panties, then stuffed one of her old,
small lacy socks into it. "And this'll make a great gag for one
of us later," she said. The sock was clean, but it was old
enough to have dirt stains ground into it. The panties were
pulled tight to Lisa's body and the sock held tight to her
bleeding crotch. Amy worked on the pair Lisa had gotten for her.
They were tight, and she started to sweat almost as soon as they
were on. Amy put on a simple sundress, something she often liked
to wear, and Lisa a short skirt and tube top. Then, they both
put regular panties over the plastic ones. This way if they
flashed someone by mistake (or on purpose) it wouldn't be obvious
that they had on clear plastic panties. "God these are going to
be hot," she said. "I'm gonna sweat like a pig." "Yup," grinned
Lisa. Amy knew that her and Lisa would be sweating like pigs, and
it would have no where to go. Not to mention the cunt juices
they'd be producing as they got aroused throughout the day. This
was going to be a fun adventure for sure. They went downstairs
and started to make breakfast. Amy heated up the butter and
syrup while Lisa got the batter out of the fridge and cooked up
the waffles. They sat down and ate. Then Amy started to clear
the dishes, but when she looked over, Lisa was reheating the
butter and syrup. "What are you doing?" she asked. "You'll see,"
replied a grinning Lisa. Amy shook her head and continued to put
things away. A minute or so later, Lisa called her lover over.
"Pull down your panties, only the cloth ones, and pull up your
dress." Amy complied. Smiling, Lisa pulled out the front of Amy's
plastic panties and poured a liberal amount of the very warm
syrup inside. Amy yelped, "Hot, HOT!" but Lisa gripped her to
keep
her from moving away. It was like a switch was thrown inside of
Amy and she stood there, submissively taking the pain as her
lover poured the hot syrup over her sensitive sex orgasms. Lisa
poured more down the crack of Amy's ass. She waited a second,
then did repeated her actions with some butter. The butter was
even warmer and Amy screwed her eyes shut as it burned her skin.
"Too much for you?" "Hot, hot. Oh god, it's hot." "But it's
turning you on, isn't it?" asked Lisa. "Uhh, uh - yeah, but it's
hot." "How does this feel," asked Lisa as she put down the butter
and slid her hands inside the panties, one in front and one in
back. She slid her fingers through the gooey mess and into Amy's
holes. Amy gave into Lisa's attentions immediately, rocking her
hips in time with the finger thrusts. Lisa pushed the sticky,
buttery mess as deep into Amy's holes as she could without
letting it escape from the panties. When she had Amy all worked
up, she stopped and told her to drop her dress and put the
panties back on. Then she started to lick the fluids off her
fingers. "Oooo, cunt juice, syrup and butter," She said. "Mmmm,
that's good. You'll have to try it later." Then she started to
lick her left hand clean. The finger that had been up Amy's
asshole was smeared with more than syrup and butter. Evidently
Amy really had to go because Lisa's finger was smeared with soft
dark shit. She couldn't wait until later when she licked Amy's
asshole clean because she knew that she'd smeared that same shit
all over the place. "Oh yeah, I like the taste of your shit with
butter and syrup." Amy just looked on with lust and frustration
in her eyes. Lisa leaned in and gave her a deep tongue kiss
while harshly gripping and pinching her nipples through the light
sundress. Amy groaned with pain and arousal, tasting the
butter/syrup combination in her lover's mouth. She was also able
to taste the bitterness of her own shit and longed for more.
They broke panting and Lisa looked at the clock. Her mother
would be home so
on. When Lisa's mother Kelly walked through the door, Amy was
sitting on a kitchen stool while Lisa braided her hair. They
were the picture of innocence. They smiled and hugged Lisa's
mother, then asked for, and received permission to go out. Kelly
smiled as she watched the two girls run outside for the day. They
looked so sweet, so innocent and Kelly wasn't fooled for a
second. She knew that the girls had been lovers for a long time.
She didn't know how long, but she knew it had been a while. The
girl's parents weren't as oblivious as they seemed. Nor had all
the porn that Lisa had "found" been left there by accident.
Kelly and Bob had left it there on purpose. They knew that the
girls looked at the stuff, and made it very easy for them to find
it. Not only that, but they actively aided and abetted the
sexual relationship between the girls by making sure they felt
safe from prying eyes and never asking them questions that they
couldn't answer. If Lisa and Amy only knew the things that the
three adults were into they would be very surprised. Trish,
Amy's mother, Kelly and Bob had been having sex together for
years. Amy's father had been out of the picture since Amy was
three, and by the time she was four, Trish had joined Kelly and
Bob as their sex partner. Although slave would be a more
accurate term. Kelly and Trish were both dominated by Bob.
Trish wasn't as submissive as her daughter, but she had a more
developed interest in pain - both giving and receiving. Kelly,
on the other hand, wasn't as in to pain (although it did get her
off) as she was into very, very strict bondage. All three were
seriously into watersports, but, unlike their children, they had
never ventured into scat. Kelly watched the girls scamper down
the path. She wondered what they'd been doing this morning and
felt her pussy getting wet as she thought of the possibilities.
She turned and walked upstairs. Regular searching of Lisa's room
always turned up a number of interesting clues for an alert
parent with a perverted
mind and Kelly fit the bill. She regularly sucked on what ever
pair of dirty panties she could find in her daughter's room while
masturbating. If Trish was home, she often joined her. The
attic room was beastly hot and stunk strongly of sex and sweat.
Kelly knew the girls were into dirty sex play. No matter how
they tried to hide it, last week it'd been obvious that they were
leading up to something. Kelly knew they weren't showering (she
herself preferred to eat Trish's cunt after her fellow slave
hadn't washed it in several days, and had a load of cum in her
cunt or asshole) and she'd been looking forward to stuffing the
dirty panties in her mouth and bringing herself off. Said
panties had not materialized and she wondered what had happened.
Kelly carefully rooted through Lisa's room, her own clothes
sticking to her body with sweat. Her cunt felt slick and mushy
from the load of cum her husband had left in it this morning.
Her asshole was also sore from the pounding it'd taken the night
before. Her husband was built like a horse, and she was somewhat
petite. He was never easy on her, and she was sure that she'd
bled last night. Trish was going to come over for a short time
tonight, and she knew that they'd find a little time to be alone.
Her musky, cummy panties were going to be stuffed in Trish's
mouth while Kelly fisted her, so she couldn't use them now for
her own masturbation. She so wished they could send the girls
away for a few days and have an orgy with Trish. It'd been quite
a while since they'd been able to do it, but they just couldn't
afford it. The thick smell of sweat and lust in the room was
really getting to her. She noticed that the bed was unmade,
nothing new, but then saw spots on the sheets. Her heart started
beating faster as she saw that it was blood! She leaned down and
sniffed, her nose assaulted by the smell of sweat, girl cum and
the scent of a menstruating pussy. She closed her eyes, her
belly tight with lust and fresh mucus leaked out of her own cunt.
One of the
girls was menstruating. Her belly tightened further as she
remembered the last time Trish had been on the rag. The children
were off to a movie so the adults had a few hours to themselves.
Kelly had been tightly tied and Trish, her cunt literally
dripping with blood, had mashed it on Kelly's face, forcing the
bound woman to service her. Bob's cum was leaking out of Trish's
asshole as Kelly licked and sucked Trish's cunt. Trish loved to
eat bloody pussy but Kelly hated it. She did get off very
strongly being forced to do it, and the fact that she could watch
her husband's cum slowly ooze out of another woman's ravaged
asshole while doing it, had sent her deep into submission. It
didn't hurt that Trish's elbows were tied together until they
were touching or that her husband was slamming his cock into her
while whipping Trish's large, pointy tits so hard they were
starting to bleed. Kelly was now trembling from both the memory
and seeing the blood on her daughter's sheets. She felt a little
disappointed that Lisa hadn't told her. Of course, it might have
been Amy who started bleeding, in which case it was
understandable that Amy would want to tell Trish first. Kelly
continued to root around. She found some panties, both wet, but
undeniably stained with blood. They were sitting on the floor,
along with a tee-shirt of one of the girls. Kelly continued to
look around, hoping she'd find something else before she sat down
to start her masturbation session. She knew that the panties on
the floor would provide a good stimulus for her... Ah HA! What
was this? A cup with a little liquid in it and smelled like...
pissss. Ooooo, Kelly could feel her long nipples harden. And
there was still some in the bottom of the glass! Boy did it
smell strong. She groaned out loud thinking that perhaps one
girl or the other had drank the contents of the glass. This was
enough for her. She carried the glass over to the pile of dirty
clothes and pulled off her shirt and bra. Then, she pulled up
her skirt and sat on th
e floor, spreading her legs wide to give her easy access to her
panty covered cunt. She began to rub on the slimy panties as she
picked up a tee shirt from the pile and held the underarm to her
nose. The strong smell made her cunt boil and her hand rubbed
faster into her own soaked cleft. She moaned out loud, inhaling
the sweaty scent of a young girl. She was approaching climax
quickly, and picked up the panties. They were very wet, and had
some stains on the crotch. She was puzzled as to why they were
wet everywhere, but didn't care and put them in her mouth. She
sat there, groaning, with the armpit of the tee-shirt over her
nose, and her daughter's panties in her mouth. Had she only know
that her daughter had gagged herself with those same panties only
a short time ago, she most likely would have been cumming right
then and there. After driving herself closer and closer to
orgasm, she stopped and pulled the wadded mess of cloth from her
mouth. One hand gripped her large, sensitive nipple, pulling on
it hard enough to turn her small B cup breast into a cone. For
years, Bob had trained her and Trish's nipples for hard use.
Strong suction, harsh clamps, tight string and many other means
of making the nubs swell had been used. Hers were still quite
sensitive, despite the abuse they'd been dealt. Trish's were
less sensitive, and pierced with thick rings, and her love of
pain made extreme nipple play a favorite pastime. Kelly continued
to pull on her nipple while she brought the glass to her mouth.
The strong smell of urine greeted her nostrils and it wasn't long
before her tongue licked out seeking the sticky residue in the
glass. A few drops were left, and Kelly savored the brackish
taste coming hard while drinking what was left of the urine. She
only allowed herself one orgasm since she knew that she'd have
some time with Trish tonight while Bob watched the kids. She sat
there panting, wishing there was someway she and her fellow slave
could spend more time with their Master.
***~+~***
Meanwhile, completely unaware that her mother was getting off up
in her room, Lisa was outlining her plan for the day for Amy.
"Look, we can't get a dildo or anything, but what if we could use
something else," said Lisa. "For what?" Both girls loved
penetration, but neither wanted their cunts stretched until it
was done by a large cock. Still, a smaller dildo would be nice,
but carrots and other things worked just fine. "For a plug,
silly! You don't want me wasting all that good blood and cum on
a tampon when I could use your mouth, do you?" Lisa was grinning
and Amy felt her stomach clench in a little knot of arousal. Her
cunt felt like a sticky, slimy mess from the butter and syrup
that Lisa had poured into it. Not to mention the sweat and cunt
slime that were building up. She looked coyly at Amy, "Unless
you aren't interested in being my tampon." Amy blushed and her
cunt muscles clenched. "You know I want to," she whispered.
"Good. Then off to the stores we go!" It wasn't hard to find
they kind of store that Lisa was looking for, but when the walked
into it, Amy was confused. "This is a baby store? What are you
getting here?" Lisa said nothing, but pulled her into one of the
aisles and stood in front of the display. "Wala!" She said and
with a wave of her hand introduced the pacifiers. Amy looked
confused. "What do you wanna do with pacifiers?" Lisa smiled and
leaned close to her lover, "Don't some of them look just like
little... cocks? Look, they even have holes in them and we can
tie them on." Amy got it. She loved the idea, and the things
were cheap!. They bought a package of four, then went to a drug
store and got some sturdy string. "We can try these tonight,"
said Lisa. "God my cunt feels like a swamp and I really have to
piss." "Me too. I've never felt so sticky. I think some of it
has leaked out, and I *really* have to poo." "Well, I have an
idea that should be fun," said Lisa with a mischievous look in
her eye. "Let's go to the park." So off they went to the park.
The heat bei
ng what it was, there weren't very many people there. It was a
nice little park with a nice playground. It was right off the
street and surrounded on three sides with trees. At the back
there was a fence because through the trees in that direction was
a house. The house could be seen from the park, but only just.
Lisa and Amy played on the swings and basically got themselves
all hot and sweaty - not to mention aroused and Amy told Lisa how
willing she was to be her tampon - or toilet, and Lisa responded
with comments about how she like to tie up Amy and torture her.
They snuck kisses whenever they could - not too hard because
there were only a few people in the playground. After almost an
hour, Lisa was really bursting to pee and Amy wasn't much better
off. She also had to shit something fierce. "I found something
the other day while you were out with your Mom," said Lisa
pulling Amy by the hand toward the back of the park. They walked
through the trees a bit, then came to a tall wooden fence. Lisa
turned and walked along it for a while, then stopped. "Here, "
she said pulling on the section. It came open and Amy saw it was
a very clever doorway. The girls went through and once again
Lisa took Amy's hand to guide her. Finally they came to a very
small clearing with both grass and dirt. The only thing aside
from trees that could be seen was the top story of the house.
They were actually farther away from it now because they had gone
to one side. There was one small window that could be seen, but
someone would have to look very hard to see the girls in the
small clearing. As it turned out, some one was.
***~+~***
Melody or Mel for short, was up in the attic of the house. Her
parents owned the place, but then, her parents owned a lot of
places and they'd given her this one for her use while she was in
college. If they'd know what she'd done with the attic, they
would have been horrified, but they never came here. They were
both very successful physicians and didn't lack for money. They
had told Mel that she had a choice: she could stay in school and
get her doctorate or she could go to work. If she chose work,
then she'd have to support herself. If she chose her doctorate,
they'd support her for as long as it took. Mel was a very bright
girl and at twenty-four, she was working on her thesis. She knew
that when she graduated, she would be able to lead a life of
leisure - the family money would make that possible and her
parents had told her that she wouldn't have to work, provided she
had a good education. They wanted her to do what ever she wanted
- as long as she got a very high level education while she was at
it. Theoretical physics was not what they had in mind, but since
their daughter had a flair for it, they went with the flow.
They would have been considerably less at ease had they known her
hobbies or hobby. Sex. Mel loved sex - the more perverted the
better. She had participated in a number of gang bangs in her
life and loved every minute of it. She was thoroughly bisexual.
She loved being treated very roughly by men - used, abuse and
humiliated as a sexual object. On the other hand, she loved
doing those same things to other women. Naturally, she'd never
gone as far as she wanted with other people because of who her
parents were. But oh how she ached to be taken and really used
in painful degrading ways. Or to take and use a woman in those
same ways. But not just any woman. A young woman the younger
the better. She wasn't interested in young children, but
somewhere from 11 to 16 would be perfect. Mel had put together
quite a comprehensive dungeon in the attic. The floor had large
sect
ions of wood and tile. The tile portion had a sink, a toilet, a
removable shower head and a drain in the floor, even a gyno
chair. She was sitting in that area now. The wood sections had
many places to tie someone down, as did the rafters. Plus, there
were a lot of pieces of bondage furniture. Some of the toys she
used on herself, but she'd never trusted anyone else enough to
let them up here. Since money was no object, she had some very
nice toys and a very complete BDSM setup. She also loved to sit
in a chair and watch the young girls in the park through a very
nice telescope. She could even make a video tape of them, and
sometimes did - if there was an especially sexy one there. The
video camera was top of the line and the output went to both a
large monitor and a tape machine. Then she'd sit in the
sweltering attic and masturbate - either watching a tape or
watching the girls live. Mel was a small woman - not more then
5'5". She was about an A cup, but had long, thick nipples which
various clamps, suction devices and constricting rings had made
longer and thicker over the last few years. Her clit too, was
quite large, also due to her treatment of it. She would often
suck it into a tube and leave it that way for a long time. Then,
she'd tie it off at the base, tight enough to keep up the
swelling, and remove the tube. If she were in a very dirty mood,
she would torture the nub - sometimes with clamps, sometimes with
oils that would burn and sting the sensitive organ. She also
loved the smells her body produced. She didn't shave her
underarms and never wore deodorant. Mostly a very fastidious
woman, she did occasionally skip her morning shower and sit up
stairs in the heat and masturbate while watching girls in the
park. She loved the feel of her sweat as it slid down her skin,
and the hot smell of her cunt and her sweat. Mel was considered a
very attractive woman. She was thin, with a lean, tight belly
and a firm compact ass. While she didn't shave her underarms,
she did shave everything
else. Except her head, of course, and her waist long, wavy
brown hair complimented her dark skin and brown eyes. Mel never
had trouble getting laid. Occasionally she would drive an hour
or so away and try for a gang-bang, usually at a frat house.
Rarely had any of the men used her roughly enough, but it was
still pretty satisfying. Today, she was sitting in her window,
her skin shiny with sweat, idly stroking her wet cunt. She had
been watching two girls, who looked just perfect for fantasy
material, playing in the park. She'd really gotten horny when
she saw them sneaking kisses with each other and she'd gotten
their entire stay on tape. The kissing had really gotten her
going and had put her in the mood for some kink and some pain.
After their first kiss, she sat on the floor and, watching them
in the monitor, leaned her legs back over her head. She opened
her mouth, and began to piss onto her sweaty body, the stinking
urine splashing on her face and chest and running down her flat
stomach. Her hair soaked in a puddle of it and she swallowed as
much of the bitter piss as she could before her bladder ran out.
Getting back up in her seat, she had grabbed the crop while
keeping the camera on the two girls. And when they left the park
and snuck through the gate in the fence (one that she knew about
and never locked on purpose) she began to get excited. But never
did she think she would witness what went on in that little
clearing. And she got all of it on tape.
>xTi<
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