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NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
Penitents
Chapter Three
The phone rang. Jeff rushed to get it. Peggy was taking an early
morning dip in the ocean; with his hand round his dick, completely naked,
Jeff answered the phone.
ÒHello?Ó Jeff asked.
ÒHi Jeff,Ó a feminine voice purred.
ÒAlexandra!Ó Jeff cried. His hand pumped his penis. It was
unbearably stiff. His balls felt as if they were going to explode.
ÒHave you been a good boy?Ó Alexandra asked.
ÒYes,Ó Jeff said, and by the strangled sound of his voice, the woman
knew he had been.
ÒVery good,Ó Alexandra said. ÒI want you naked when I arrive. IÕll
bring everything you need. Leave all your things in your hotel room. Where
weÕre going, only your body will be required. And your mind,Ó she added,
after a pause, to control your body.Ó
ÒMmmmm,Ó Jeff hummed, his humming desperate. He understood all
too well what sort of control Alexandra was talking about. HeÕd been
exercising it all week. He pulled on his cock once more and then let go of
it. The sound of Alexandra was threatening to make him spill on the
carpet.
ÒI have a problem,Ó Jeff said. There was a long pause at the other
end and then Alexandra, her voice disapproving, said,
ÒWhat?Ó
ÒItÕs sort of difficult to explain,Ó Jeff said.
ÒThere can only be one problem that I know of Jeff,Ó Alexandra told
the boy. ÒHave you cum?Ó
ÒNo!Ó Jeff said. He sighed with relief and looked down at himself,
feeling the unbearable fullness between his legs. ÒNo, itÕs not that. My
niece from America showed up. I havenÕt seen her in a long time and, well,
I donÕt like little girls but sheÕs fucking gorgeous,Ó Jeff said, all in a
hurry.
ÒJeff, if you fucked her, thatÕs the same as masturbating. It means
youÕve depleted your sperm and--Ó
ÒNo!Ó Jeff interrupted again. ÒI-- I didnÕt fuck her. We slept in
separate beds. ThereÕs two beds in this hotel room. One for me and one
for my dad.Ó
ÒOh,Ó Alexandra said.
ÒBut I canÕt leave her alone here,Ó Jeff said.
ÒHow old is she?Ó Alexandra asked.
ÒTwelve,Ó Jeff said. ÒBut sheÕs into--Ó his face reddened, even
though he was alone in the hotel room.
ÒYes?Ó Alexandra asked, when Jeff found himself unable to go on,
seized anew with a desire to spurt.
ÒSheÕs into bondage!Ó Jeff said. ÒShe has a dog collar, and a whip in
her purse! I--Ó
ÒYes?Ó Alexandra had to prompt the boy again, after another long
pause.
ÒShe whipped my ass!Ó Jeff gasped. ÒYesterday. I mean, she changed
into this little bikini-- she looked so fucking great, even if she is only 12.
And she ordered me to turn around and bend over, because IÕd asked her if
she was a virgin. And then she whipped me! It still hurts,Ó Jeff added,
reaching back and rubbing his behind.
There was laughter on the other end of the line. When it subsided
Alexandra said to Jeff,
ÒIÕll bring some extra things for your niece.Ó And then she hung up,
and Jeff was left rubbing his ass and clutching the phone, wondering what
he would say to ÔPestyÕ.
Peggy stepped out of the bathroom. She had just taken a bath and
she had wrapped her towel around herself. The sun was setting in the
west. Its rays cast a warm glow against the light curtains that theyÕd
drawn across the window. Jeff was putting on a shirt and tie. Alexandra
had told him to be naked for her but he had decided he did not want to be;
let her punish him for it if she wished to.
ÒWhatÕs that?Ó Peggy asked, looking at her bed as she came out of
the bathroom. Hers was neatly made, in contrast to JeffÕs, which had
become quite rumpled as he spent the afternoon lying on it watching T.V.,
waiting for Alexandra. There was a long leather object lying on PeggyÕs
bed.
ÒItÕs a bondage glove,Ó Jeff said, finishing tying his tie, looking in a
mirror over the dresser as he did it.
ÒA what?Ó Peggy asked, gazing uncomprehending at the leather thing
and walking a little closer to her bed to look at it.
ÒI thought you knew about bondage,Ó Jeff said. He turned around.
ÒItÕs a bondage glove. I want you to put it on.Ó Peggy frowned. ÒLet me
get dressed first,Ó she said.
ÒNo,Ó Jeff replied. He went over to the girl. She uttered a scream as
he yanked off her towel. He had slept in the bed next to hers all night, and
hadnÕt touched her. His sudden prurience shocked her.
Peggy tried to cover herself with her hands. Jeff gazed at her
luridly as she did so. Her titties shook. She clapped her arm across them,
her other hand going to her newly-furred pussy. But it was no use; Jeff
merely adjusted his stance slightly and set about admiring the girlÕs
naked ass. Futilely Peggy swept a hand back to cover her backside. At
once, her titties revealed by the gesture, Jeff turned his gaze again to her
bosoms.
ÒOh, why are you doing this?Ó Peggy wailed.
ÒI thought you knew about bondage, ÒJeff said. ÒA bondage glove is
to be worn by someone whoÕs nude. IÕll help you put it on,Ó Jeff said. He
was no expert in the matter but Alexandra had explained it to him when
she dropped by, earlier in the day. Peggy had been out swimming and
hadnÕt met the woman yet. Jeff picked up the glove and told the 12-year-
old to turn around. To his surprise, she obeyed. He slid the right half of
the glove up her right arm. When it was almost to her elbow he slid the
left on; the glove was actually two opera-length gloves, tied with black
strings to each other. When Jeff had gotten both gloves all the way on,
pulling them almost to PeggyÕs shoulders, he set about tying the gloves
more tightly together.
ÒOh! Oh! Oh!Ó Peggy cried. She felt her arms brought toward each
other ever more tightly, behind her back. This caused her slim shoulders
to look even slimmer in the dresser mirror; indeed, it began to look as if
she almost had no shoulders at all. At the same time her young breasts,
high on her chest, were thrown even higher. Each tug Jeff gave on the
bondage glove, tying the strings, made them bounce and wobble. The
exertion of being bound into the glove made PeggyÕs pink little nipples
stand up on her bouncy white bosoms. Jeff admired the sight of PeggyÕs
tits in the mirror as he finished tying her arms.
ÒThere,Ó Jeff said. ÒNow IÕd like you to meet someone.Ó He went to
the telephone. He called down to the lobby. Alexandra was waiting there;
he told her he was ready for her to come up.
ÒJeff! What are you doing?Ó Peggy hissed, when Jeff had put down
the phone.
ÒDonÕt worry. I have a friend and youÕll like her,Ó Jeff answered.
Peggy frowned, her tits shaking as she struggled with the glove on her
arms, testing its strength, finding it woefully tight.
ÒAre you just going to leave me like this?Ó Peggy asked Jeff,
astonishment showing in her eyes.
ÒYes,Ó Jeff said. ÒSit down on the bed. ItÕs a woman IÕm inviting up.
DonÕt worry, IÕm not inviting any of those surfer boys I saw you hanging
around with.Ó Peggy scowled. She had met two 12-year-old boys on the
beach and Jeff had already told her he thought they were dorks. Peggy sat
down on her bed. She gave a huge sigh, which made her tits wiggle. Jeff
admired their movement and Peggy said,
ÒAt least you could wrap my towel around me.Ó
ÒNo,Ó Jeff said. ÒI want you just like that. Relax. YouÕre going to
like this woman if you like bondage.Ó Several minutes later there was a
knock on their hotel room door.
ÒIÕll get it,Ó Jeff said.
ÒObviously,Ó Peggy replied. And then she said, ÒIf you werenÕt my
nephew and so fucking cute IÕd call the cops!Ó
ÒUh-huh,Ó Jeff said, chuckling at how ÔPestyÕ had been so easily
reduced to something less bothersome, and ever more delectable to look
at. He opened the door.
ÒHi Jeff,Ó the dark-haired woman said. A frown creased her pretty
forehead. ÒI told you to be naked for me.Ó
ÒI got my niece into the glove,Ó Jeff said. ÒI donÕt want to have to
go through the lobby wearing that thing.Ó
ÒOh!Ó Peggy said, seeing Alexandra as she stepped into the room. The
girlÕs surprised expression was echoed by the woman.
ÒMmmm, you look very nice,Ó Alexandra said to the 12-year-old. ÒIÕd
shake your hand, IÕm always glad to meet a fellow domme, but I guess
youÕre all tied up right now!Ó
ÒYes,Ó Peggy said, blushing. Her eyes lit up, despite her bound arms.
She was obviously impressed by the beauty of their new visitor. Wearing
a leather bustier and miniskirt, confident and proud, the woman walked
over to where Peggy was sitting. She sat down on the bed beside her, as
casually as a woman might sit next to another at tea. ÒYouÕre more
adorable than I could have imagined,Ó Alexandra said to Peggy. The girlÕs
blush deepened and she again struggled, just a little, with her glove.
ÒDonÕt,Ó Alexandra said. She reached out and touched PeggyÕs right nipple.
The girl trembled. ÒDoes that frighten you?Ó Alexandra asked, meaning
the touch of her fingers.
ÒY- Yes,Ó Peggy answered.
ÒI mean you no harm,Ó Alexandra told the girl. ÒYour brother has
agreed to be punished, for a crime he committed.Ó PeggyÕs eyes widened.
ÒHe tried to sell me drugs,Ó Alexandra explained to the girl. ÒNow heÕs
done another bad thing, making you wear the glove I intended for him. But
it can all be worked out, Alexandra told Peggy. ÒYouÕre welcome to come
along if you wish. IÕm taking him to a place to discipline him. If you come
along I can show you some tricks of the bondage trade. Perhaps it will
make you a better domme.Ó Peggy looked at Jeff, then again at Alexandra.
Clearly she didnÕt know what to do. After letting her think about it for a
minute, the room completely silent, no one talking, Alexandra lifted her
hand from where it was playing at PeggyÕs right breast, teasing the little
hard nipple, and put it down between PeggyÕs legs.
ÒOh!Ó Peggy cried, as Alexandra smoothed her fingers along the
inside of PeggyÕs right thigh. The skin was soft, creamy, inviting.
ÒSpread your legs,Ó Alexandra said to Peggy. The girl obeyed. She
was a virgin but she felt a strange longing between her thighs, as if
something needed to be put in her there. ÒVery good,Ó Alexandra said,
when the 12-year-old had opened her legs more. Jeff looked with interest
between his nieceÕs legs. He could see her cunt lips! ÒYou have such
pretty pubic hair. When did it grow in?Ó Alexandra asked Peggy.
ÒTh- this spring,Ó Peggy said.
ÒFresh with the blossoms,Ó Alexandra smiled, waxing poetic as she
fondled the girlÕs downy bush. Suddenly to her surprise Peggy lurched
forward, thrusting out her hips, even as the glove constrained her.
ÒOhhhh, touch me there!Ó Peggy urged Alexandra. The woman smiled.
Little Peggy was ripe, and ready for pillage. What an honor it would be to
lead the girl across the threshold of love! Gently Alexandra touched a
finger to PeggyÕs slit. The girl responded immediately, as if touched by an
electric wire, opening her legs even wider, despite the presence of her
nephew, and urgently offering her dell, pushing her hips out even more.
Alexandra needed no more prompting. She told Jeff to bring the things
sheÕd left for him. He did so, fetching a black bag from under his bed.
Alexandra drew out metal handcuffs from the bag. She slipped them
around PeggyÕs wrists. They were entirely unnecessary, the glove was
sufficient to keep the girl bound, but Alexandra liked the effect of seeing
them on her. Next she drew out a blindfold made of black cloth. Pushing
PeggyÕs long blonde hair back out of the way, Alexandra tied the blindfold
around her eyes. Then she took out a ball gag. It had a hole in the middle
of it, through which Peggy could breathe. Alexandra pushed the gag into
PeggyÕs mouth. The girl gave a gurgling sound as the gag was forced in; it
was too big for her, she had to strain her little jaw to receive it. When
Alexandra had tied it in place she kissed the girl on her cheek. Then she
fiddled with PeggyÕs long hair again, lifting it up in her hands as she
spoke.
ÒMy, what pretty hair you have,Ó Alexandra told Peggy. ÒToo bad itÕs
going to spend most of the time hidden under a hood.Ó Alexandra reached
into her bag and took out a black leather hood. She fitted it over the girlÕs
head, getting all PeggyÕs hair bunched up inside it as she brought it down
over the surprised girl. When it was tied onto Peggy the girl looked to the
left and to the right, but with the blindfold underneath and now this hood,
she was incapable of seeing even the slightest intimation of light. She
tried speaking; but the ball gag prevented it. Only the gag could be seen, in
fact, all else was hidden by the hood, even PeggyÕs little nose. She was
thankful for the hole in the gag, which allowed air in, for otherwise she
would have suffocated, despite being naked.
Alexandra told Jeff to fetch PeggyÕs shoes. He did, picking her
sneakers first, but then being told by Alexandra to find something better.
He found PeggyÕs junior-sized high heels. Alexandra got down on her knees
in front of the hooded Peggy, tight in her bondage glove, and put the girlÕs
shoes on her. They were special shoes in that that did not simply have to
be slipped on; they came with straps, which had to be wound around
PeggyÕs calves. The straps tied in bows at the back of PeggyÕs calves,
Alexandra chuckled as she bound them.
ÒYour shoes are perfect, Peggy,Ó Alexandra told the 12-year-old girl.
ÒWeÕll have you trussed up from head to toe, without hiding any of your
assets. And Thanksgiving is still months away!Ó Then from her bag she
produced a cloak. It was brown. It looked like something a medieval
peasant might wear. She had Peggy stand up and, as the girl stood
wobbling in her heels, Alexandra threw the cloak around her. It came with
a hood. Alexandra pulled it up and tied it so that it would remain snug on
the girl, putting her face in shadow. Ingeniously, the cloak had no sleeves.
Nobody would wonder where PeggyÕs arms were. They would assume they
were inside her cloak, holding it closed. Alexandra drew closed some ties
in the front of the cloak so that it wouldnÕt fly open and reveal the girlÕs
nakedness. All this had been intended for Jeff, who was taller than Peggy
and Alexandra. The capacious cloak dragged on the floor, hiding everything
about the 12-year-old girl exceptionally well.
ÒThere,Ó Alexandra said to Jeff. ÒI think weÕre ready to go now.Ó
ÒAlright,Ó Jeff said. He went downstairs with Alexandra, where a
limo was waiting for them. They got in, and Jeff marvelled at the limoÕs
plush interior. It was wood-paneled, with leather seats that were cool to
the touch from the limoÕs air-conditioning. Alexandra saw to it that
PeggyÕs cloak was lifted up in back as she attempted to seat herself in the
limo, blind in her hood.
ÒOooh!Ó Peggy cried, as her bared bottom suddenly touched the cool
leather seat.
ÒThe night has begun,Ó Alexandra smiled.
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