I felt as if I were floating on a sweet cloud of power, as if I were not Mrs Annette S. Polk, Junior High School Administrator, but someone else, some invulnerable being. As the little Indian ragslut Mina slurped and suckled my long toes, I looked down at her as from a great height, almost as if I were outside my body. But able to feel every sensuous thing. A strange, potent combination of airy serenity and visceral lust.
I watched this spoiled little girl drool at my feet. I was aware that this little action of mine could very well bring the wrath of the law upon me easily, and yet for some reason, it really didn't seem to matter. And from Miss Mina's newly perverse behavior, it was seeming unlikely. I had, all unknown to myself, tapped something deep within the girl, some ancestral memory perhaps. And now, as her small tongue swirled around my naked toes, I felt tingles of pleasure rush through me. "Mmmmm. . ."
This induced a paroxysm of desire, apparently, in Mina, for she gasped, and sucked even harder at my big toe. I thought back to the scene at the birthday party and felt a fresh wave of anger at the little bitch. With a "Plop!" I yanked my toe out of her mouth. She looked up, her mouth wet and open, an anxious, puzzled look on her flushed face.
I crooked my finger. "Stand up and come here."
She scrambled to her feet and stood by me on the couch. God, I could smell her heat, the sex of the girl seeping out of her like a gas. Her big dark eyes seemed almost haunted, afraid, eager, and ashamed, all at once.
"You like sucking my toes, huh?"
"Y-yes. . ." she hung her head.
SMACK!! very hard on her smooth bottom. She gasped.
"Yes WHAT?!"
"Yes, Mistress, sorry." Tears had sprung again. Her lip trembled. Ohh, I so loved this. I put a finger to her bare brown slit and pushed in slightly and UP, hooking her. A squeak, and she was up on her toes.
"Has anyone ever been in here?"
She was weeping now, and stammered: "N-no, M-mistress!"
"No?" I stood and pulled up again, and her hands went up to her chest in little ineffectual fists as she strained up on her toes. "Daddy wants to keep little Miss all nice for his future son-in-law??"
Mina's face was pinched with pain and shame. She nodded briefly up at me, mouthed "yes, Mmmistress. . ."
"Well," and let her down. I put my slick finger to her face. "Lick it."
She stuck her small, cat's tongue out and licked. I pushed the finger between her lips.
"Suck it. Suck your little bitch cuntmilk off my finger." As she did, her cheeks sucked in, and her huge eyes watched me.
I leaned down as she sucked, and put my mouth to her tiny brown-whorled ear. "I'm going to FUCK you, Mina Raman," I whispered, sliding my other hand down her back and cupping a quivering cheek. She sucked harder and whimpered. "You have a choice: am I going to fuck your little daddy'sgirl CUNT. . ." my fingers slid down the tightening crack of her bottom and burrowed between her lower cheeks, ". . .or am I going to fuck your ASShole??" My long finger pressed against the soft, tiny hole she tried to protect.
I pulled my finger from her mouth. Her lips stayed parted. Spit ran down and hung from her chin. Her eyes stared like a deer's.
My finger continued to wriggle slightly against her tightening anus. My mouth breathed into her ear. I took a plump brown lobe between my teeth and bit down, softly, then harder.
"Oaaaaaahhhhh. . .!!!" As she cried, I felt her anus give, and pressed in. An inch. I stayed.
"Answer. . ."
In tears, she whispered, "M-m-mistress, I. . .I'm not supposed to. . .t-to give up m-my virginity. . ."
With my free hand, I sroked her belly. So soft, a little brown baby fat. . ."Your virginity, yes. . ." I cupped my hand around a small walnut breast, lightly squeezing. The nipple was huge, for her size. I looked into her glistening eyes. "I suppose you should have thought of that at my little birthday party, huh?" I smiled, and her fear was electric. It crackled between us.
I took a black, rubbery nipple between my finger and thumb. "We're going to have our OWN little Barbie Party here, aren't we?" I began to squeeze, hard. A REAL party, right?" A twist. Ooh, I KNEW this hurt, I could almost feel it myself. My nether finger sank an inch more into her asshole.
And Mina really screamed. A good scream that started low and whispery, then grew hoarse and ragged with the realization of intense pain. I watched her scream, and savored it. I even felt the vibration in her asshole. Thank God for these walls. And to think I'd thought it all such a big waste of time back then.
I let go, and watched her pain subside. She wept, with relief I thought more than anything. I stroked her cheek. She flinched, then calmed.
"All better. . ." I drew my finger slowly from her ass, and felt the ring tighten around it. I brought it to her nose. "Smell."
Again, I saw the lust appear, as a mask slipped on her face. Her nostrils quivered, and her eyes rolled up into her head. I felt her knees shake, and smelled again the telltail musk. Hmmm. This was going to be interesting.
"Kneel on the couch. Head over the back." She did, her girl's ass jutting out. Still wore her white socks and little black shoes.
I strapped my dildo on. Always loved how snug it fit, how it moved with my movements. In my fantasy play I'd stroked it lovingly, jacking myself in a dream. And now here it was. . .
I smeared a dollop of KY on the end and stroked it into slickness. "Ohh, yes, you're going to get a nice hard fucking, my bad girl. . ." Mina's eyes were wild, and she panted in terror.
I moved in to stand between those shoes and touched the dildo to her crack, watching the cheeks twitch. "Spread yourself open, girl."
She reached back and gingerly took each small cheek in her hands and pulled them open. Mmmm. there we are, the little dark star, barely a comma in the center. I touched the greasy end to her hole and circled, jelling her up.
"Feel that, Mina? Hmm?" I leaned over her and whispered, "I'm going to be inside you now." She whimpered.
I held the cock and pushed, wiggling slowly. Her asshole quivered, her bottom cheeks trying to clench against her hands. Ahh, there went a small bit, inside.
"Ooh!" She spasmed, and gasped, letting go for a moment.
"Spread!!" Immediately the hands grabbed and spread, wider. I took the opportunity and pushed further. Another greasy inch.
"OwwwWWWWwww. . ." she moaned. Oh, that sent a thrill through me, and I used my hips this time and thrust, forcing myself into her asshole.
"Mmmgggggaaahh!!" Tears were rolling down her cheeks, and her eyes were squeezed shut. Her face was darkly flushed. I reached under her belly and slid my fingers onto her slick pussy. I just stayed for a bit, letting the cock fill her. It was now all thickly in.
"Mmmmm," as I began circling my fingers around on her hard, wet clit, "didn't think Chrissy's Mom'd be fucking your asshole when you came to the party, did you, Mina? Huh??"
"N-nooo, M-mistress. Mmmmp!"
"No, I bet not. . ." as I pulllled out, seeing the slick, tan evidence of my little fuckslave's insides. I felt a little jet of pee trickle on my fingers, which redoubled their frigging.
"Mmmmmmnn. . .oooohHHhh." Mina was starting to feel more than just the pain.
So the next thrust was hard, and deep.
"AAAaaooOOOow!! Ohhh, God. . ." My fingers were now digging away in her pussy. I began really fucking her, pulling out, thrusting in, out, In. . .Each pull out forcing another squirt from her mauled little puss.
And she was really getting out of control now, her hips were bucking, pushing back against my thrusts, her ass wriggling wildly. She began a rhythmic kind of chanting, of moan, and pain, and coming. The cries of pain were also cries of orgasm. She was becoming my little girl.