Jill was laying on the bed, in her short pink nighty. Her long red hair flowing over her shoulders, part of it falling between her breasts. Her shapely legs exposed the curve of her ample hips, accentuated by her position. She was just a smidgeon away from being fat. She had a slight swell in places where I had dips, but she was shapely. Her tummy was not flat, but it was just right to go with her legs and hips. Her breasts were not really large, they where spherical. They were a little pendulous but did not droop or sag.
She seemed voluptuous in her fullness, while I felt plain in my slimness. My short blond hair, my tiny titties that weren't big enough to sag. I could almost cover them both with my two hands. For me the only purpose of a bra was to keep my nipples from showing through my blouse. I guess I would have looked pretty normal for a thirteen year old.
She was a teller at a bank I was auditing. Bank employees aren't usually that friendly with auditors, so when she invited me to lunch I was happily in shock. I must admit, I was smitten by her. I'd been having a hard time just managing not stare at her for most of the day. She must have been able to tell.
We had a quick lunch at a local deli, as light as one can in those places. We sat a one of those small tables, and mostly chatted about banking and work. We talked enough about relationships, and had enough accidental hand and leg touches, that when she invited me to her place that night, I was pretty sure I knew what for.
When we finally made love that night, it had been a little strange. She had been almost apologetic. She liked to lower herself while I was laying on my back, and have me lick her. This was kind of weird for me, but by then I was so taken by her, I thought of it something special I could do for her to make her want me.
"Oh its so sweet of you to indulge my little quirks", she said. "I want to" I replied. "I'm so happy to have met you, and you'r so pretty". "I could do anything for you, and it wouldn't seem bad".
"Oh come on", she said, looking doubtful. I was feeling pretty courageous. "Is there something else you'd like to try" I asked.
"Well I don't know, I get turned on by some pretty strange stuff", she said as she gave me a doubtful look. I could just see it, indulge a few of her little fantasies that no one else will, and I might get to spend a lot more time with her. I already had visions of permanent relationship before my eyes. "Try me", I said.
"Well... I like...", she hesitated, "I like to be kind of bossy, and mean". "Not really mean, just kind of play mean". It did sound a little strange, but I was kind of turned on by the idea. "Boss me", I said.
She had a big smile. "May I", she said hesitating, "If I go to far, will you tell me?". "I mean you are asking me to do this". "It would be kind of unfair for you to draw me out, then hate me for what I reveal". "If you go to far, Ill tell you", I said.
"Well", she hesitated, then swallowed," this is hard. "Get on your knees slut", she commanded. She was unconsciously stroking her thigh. She looked so nervous, I was kind of exited by the power I had over her! I had been curled in a big chair next to the bed while we were talking. I slid down on to the floor without rising.
"Stay", she commanded. Her hand was between her legs now, gently pressing the soft material of her pink nighty against herself. She slid off of the bed and took the step between her and I. I was kneeling with my rear end resting on my heels, her pussy was right by my nose. She was still gently stoking herself. She was shaking like leaf. I could smell her womanly musk. I couldn't believe I had such power to excite her.
She was trembling, and I wasn't even touching her. I was horny, but it was different for me. What I wanted was for her to want me. How could I need the love of this women, I had known for less than a day?
She reached out and pushed the robe I was wearing down over my shoulders. It was her robe, and rather large for me. It fell to the floor around my legs. I knelt at her steamy pussy, naked, my nipples sticking out like tumescent tops. She started stoking my face. As her thumb crossed my lips, I opened my lips, trying to draw her into my waiting mouth. Then she stepped forward and pressed her pussy against my face. She tilled my head back, as she raised the nighty. She pushed me into her hard.
"Suck me you little bitch", she hissed, "suck me". She was literally fucking my face. I tried to lick and suck, but it was impossible as she rocked back and forth across my nose and mouth. "Do you love me bitch", she demanded. "Yes", I said in a muffled voice. "Do you love me enough"! "yes, yes yes", I cried.
She pulled me back by the hair, holding my head so my face was tilted up. Then she shoved me back so that I had to fall on my side to catch myself. "Do you really, or is this just a game"? "I do", I cried, "I do love you, I want you so bad, I don't understand it, I do.
"I won't deceive you" she said, "I want you like property". "If you really want me as I am, then I will want you back"
I was still on the floor. This was happening too fast. I didn't know what to do, but I new I couldn't leave. I couldn't go! "I'll be yours, your property. Please let me be your property." I had my arms around her ankles, I was rubbing my face against her calves. I don't know why, it just seemed like the thing to do.
"You will have to prove yourself", she said. "Stand". I struggled to my feet, my tears still making little rivers down my cheeks. I looked up at her. She was a good two or three inches taller than me, and probably thirty pounds heavier. "Turn around, now bend over, spread your legs". I stood there, stooped over, my legs spread, my fanny exposed. I could feel the cool air on my wet labia. All I could see was the floor, and my lower legs. I was supporting myself with my hands on my shins.
"No hands" she said. "you'll be needing those for these". I hear a drawer open and close, then she was holding two dildos in front of me face. They were so close my vision was blurred, but I new what they were. "Would you like me to fuck you"?
I had never been fucked with a dildo at all before, and she was holding out two of them. I had had sex with about three guys in my life, not very satisfactorily, but I had never had anal sex. Maybe one of them was for her, I thought. "Yes please, fuck me with your dildo", I answered as best as I could from my bent over position.
"Dildos", she corrected. "yes, please fuck me with you dildos", I stammered. My knees were shaking, and my back was really starting to hurt. "Stay", she commanded, and walked out of the room. I supported myself with my hands while she was gone, but moved them when I heard her coming back. I felt like all the blood was running to my head. I was beginning to have a few doubts.
"Stand up" she said as she reentered the room. I almost fainted when I stood up. I put my hands on my back, but quickly dropped them to my side, when she gave me a look. She held out her hand and said, "Do you know what this is"? "It looks like a laundry marker", I answered. "And what to you know about laundry markers"? "Well, they don't wash off"?, I questioned. I felt like a kid in school, trying to guess the right answer.
This is your first test. I'm going to write that you belong to me in some very personal places. It's going to be there for quite a while. It was strange, I was tired, my back hurt, I was still dizzy, and I was pretty sure I was about have my fanny fucked, but all I could think of was that she wanted me to belong to her. "Do you want to belong to me"? "Yes... yes" I answered. I was really shaking know.
She turned me toward the mirror, then stood behind me, very close. I could feel her breasts against my back. She picked one of the dildos up of from the dresser, and held it out to me. "Put some cream on this". I took it and started rubbing cream from a jar on the dresser all over it. "What would you like me to do with this", she teased. God I was horny now. If she would have just touched my pussy, I think I would have exploded. "I want you to fuck me with it", I answered.
"Fuck you where"? "I, I want you to fuck my cunt". I figured saying cunt would turn her on. "Think again" She said. Two dildos I thought. She's going to stick it in my rear end! Oh boy! I was pretty freaked out. "My, my hinny", I mumbled meekly.
I felt her step back. "Are you mine" "Yes" "Then put it in"! She was going to make me fuck myself with it! At least I could go slow that way. I wanted to touch my pussy so bad. I placed the tip of it between my cheeks, and worked it against my rear end. I started to push it in. It didn't feel to bad at first, then my spincture started to open as I began to force it in, it hurt a lot. I let out a cry. I slowed down a little bit and worked it around, trying to relax. Knowing she was behind me watching. I could hear her breathing, kind of a pant. I continued to work the dildo up inside of me. It hurt, but it wasn't unbearable. If she would just touch my pussy. I was so hot.
"Please touch my pussy" I begged. She stepped behind me, then reached around and placed her hand over my cunt. I exploded into orgasm. I felt like my whole bottom was one big clit. I could feel my whole body pulsing. Then she picked up the other dildo, and placed it against me. I was so wet, it went in like I was magnetic or something. She pushed her body against my hand that was still holding the dildo in my fanny, and drove it in. I stood there as she fucked me front and rear, her free hand rubbing my tummy and titties, until I could hear and feel her come.
She held me for a few minutes, just standing there, the dildos still filling me, her pussy against my hand. "Are you still mine", she asked breathlessly. "Yes, I'm still yours", "Still my Property"? "Yes, I belong to you".
"Pick up the laundry marker then", she sighed. I picked it up, and removed the top. I held it just below my panty line. "higher" she commanded. I raised it up to just below my rib cage. "I belong to, well what are you waiting for, write I belong to". I started to write, looking in the mirror. "Wait dummy", she scolded, "don't look in the mirror, or the letters will be backwards".
"I'm sorry, I was confused" She pinched my thigh with the hand she was fucking me with. "Well don't be confused so often" she threatened, "now write". I started again, looking directly at my tummy.
"Jill Morgan", she continued, as I came to the end of the line. "My purpose is to serve", "Jill's every whim". This was really hard. I continued trying to stay as neat as I could. "I worship her", "I am her toy". I was down to my pubic hair. She had her leg between mine now. She was fucking me hard, her breath was fast and deep. Her fingers rubbed my clit as she move the dildo in and out of my vagina. Her free hand was pinching my nipples. Her hot breath was like a steam engine over my ear. She was driving the other dildo hard into my fanny. I could feel her stating to come. As she did, she bit my ear. I cried out.
"What" she said as she slowed her pace, her orgasm ebbing. "What did I hear"? "I'm sorry", I said, "That really hurt". "What difference does that make", she demanded. "Nu none", I sobbed. She let me slip to the floor. I could feel my sphincter forcing the dildo out of my hiney, and the other dildo was still in my vagina. The one in my rear fell out as I collapsed at her feet.
She picked me up carrying me to the bed, holding me like a baby. "I'm sorry, I am sorry", she said. "I don't know what got into me, I just lost control". We were both smeary with our sweat and juices. "Can you forgive me, no I won't ask, you should go, I don't deserve you" "I want you so bad when you let me be like that, can you forgive me"?
"I forgive you", I said, "I love you, I want you to love me too" "Please hold me"? "Just hold me afterwards, so I know you still love me" "I will, I promise", she said. "Do you still really want to be my property, tell me". "I belong to you" I said drowsily.
She was horny again. I was totally spent. She dropped down between my legs and began to lick me.
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