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Tara: The Peril's of Babysitting

 

 

 

Babysitting seemed hardly worth the money but fifteen year-old Tara would put up with it as she was getting her drivers permit next month and was saving up for a car. Every little bit helped.

The Zimmerman's had contacted her out of the blue to watch their 11 year-old twins Jonathan and Chase. Sadly, the previous girl they used was having depression issues and committed suicide last month. Tara had heard about it at school, but didn't know the girl as she was a year behind her.

It was instantly obvious that the boys were the obnoxious type, a total handful. In the first five minutes she already knew this was a mistake and she wouldn't be babysitting them again. She had dealt with this type before and knew the best thing to do was to let them do what boys do.

But the night turned turned against her when she let the boys tie her hands behind her back for a stupid game of cops and robbers. When Tara complained to be let out of the painful binds it only resulted in her blindfolding. Angry curses only prompted them to gag her.

Tara was surprised by not only their audacity, but their strength as, despite her struggling the two boys managed to carry her into their bedroom and drop her on the bed. Now things were getting out of hand. The second she got loose there was going to be a call to the parents. She was out of here for sure.

But Tara wasn't going anywhere soon.

Panic would set in when they tied her ankles to the bedposts and then methodically cut off her shirt and then bra. Then, unbelievably, four greedy hands began to grope her small breasts while their mouths spewed awkwardly dirty comments. Their excited giggling was beyond embarrassing. Tara was never so mad in her life. Someone was going to pay.

While one boy in school tried to feel her up on the last day of school when all the kids were piling on each other, no male had seen her growing breasts since, well, since the started growing. Now, these two demon children had a free show.

Tara could only hope they’d soon get their pre-pubescent ya-ya’s out and free her. For God's sake, they were only eleven, what more could they want?

But to Tara’s horror, the evil boys had only just begun. Soon their mouths replaced their hands on her breasts and with each boy on a breast sucking and biting her nipples. Once satisfied, the boys moved on, methodically removing the rest of her clothes. Struggle was useless at this point as they knew exactly what they were doing, as though, yes, as though they had done this before.

She heard them chattering to each other, but nothing she could understand, like their own little twin language. Then, with her legs tied far apart, she felt fingers begin exploring her most personal places. She caught her breath when the first finger entered her. More chattering, then more fingers, slickened with some sort of lubricant.

Tara began to cry as one finger became two and two became three. Then, unbelievably, she felt one of them forcing his entire hand inside her. Their simultaneous cheer coincided with her guttural wail when her clamping muscle gave way and the small fist slid completely inside her.

More giggling followed along the clicking of a digital camera. Even through her blindfold she could see the accompanying flash. Many, many more pictures would be taken over the course of the evening.

Flipping her over, they repeated the ordeal, although despite their best efforts they were unable to get a full fist into, as they called it, her "sweet azzz".

Then, for the next three hours, until their parents were due to be home, fists were replaced by small stiff penises. They fucked her like little jack rabbits, uncountable tiny orgasms in her pussy, sweet azz and over her face. These were things they weren’t supposed to be old enough to do, yet they did them over and over.

While losing her virginity to twin eleven year old boys wasn’t bad enough, two weeks later she found out she was pregnant.

That very same day she received an email from the boys, along with a naked, compromising pictures of herself, demanding that she babysit the upcoming Saturday night, or they’d anonymously send them to all her facebook friends and the police. This time however, she'd be using her mouth.

What other choice did she have but to comply? How long would it continue?

She came to the conclusion there would be no way out of this hell.

 

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