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Kristen - 16 (Mf-teen, reluc)
by StoryMaster (ridgeg@ix.netcom.com)
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I had Kristen service me once more the first thing next morning. She
was much more cooperative the second time. I didn't have to reprimand
or slap her at all as she went about her duties quietly and
thoroughly. I again decided to cum on her face and chest, believing
the added dose of humiliation would work wonders on the head strong,
young girl.
"Good morning again, my dear," I said to the beautiful, young blond as
she joined me in the kitchen fresh from her shower.
"Hi," Kristen replied shyly as she walked through the door. I held my
hand out to the naked teenager as she crossed the room to the table.
She took my offered hand and passively allowed me to guide her to a
seat in my lap. I kissed her and gave her a little hug around her
narrow waist, basking in her fresh, clean scent. I had not allowed
Kristen to cum during this morning's session, but she still wore a
slightly flushed look about her. By not allowing the hot, young girl
to have orgasms during her early attempts at servicing me, I hoped her
conditioning would be more complete.
"You look lovely this morning Kris," I told her as she blushed a bit.
I want to compliment you on your performance this morning. You did
much better. It appears you are taking your duties seriously, and I'm
proud of you."
"Thanks," Kris muttered, looking away.
"Have a seat and let's eat," I told her.
While we ate, I discussed my plans. "Kristen, the efficiency at the
end of the hall has become vacant in the last couple of days. The
rent is reasonable and best of all, it's close by. I think you should
be able to talk your mother into allowing you to stay in your own
apartment for the summer as a reward for remaining on the honor roll
all year. After all, you are now a young woman and should be allowed
some additional responsibilities. You can tell her that I will see to
it that you get a summer job with the company I work for. Actually, I
will be paying your rent and taking care of you, but as far as your
mother's concerned, you will have a part time job. How does that
sound so far?"
"OK, I guess." I could tell the teenage girl was mildly excited about
the prospect of having her own apartment for the summer.
I continued.
"We will have a phone line installed there that also rings here since
you will be spending most of your time with me. I'll expect you to
continue your duties here on a daily basis, unless of course, I decide
to lend you to someone for awhile."
"What?" Kristen said in an alarmed voice.
"Oh, yes, I intend to share you with some of my friends. All female,
of course, I don't want another man to touch you. As a matter of
fact, Lynn has already reserved you for the weekend, so you will need
to make arrangements to stay here tomorrow and Sunday. I'm sure your
mother will approve."
Kristen stared at me in disbelief. She was too shocked to reply.
"Lynn lives very close by, and said she'll pick you up first thing in
the morning. Pack light," I said smiling at the distressed, young
girl.
I really missed having my young conquest around for the next two days,
but I knew that Lynn would use Kristen properly, thereby aiding in her
training.
The remaining few weeks of the school year went by very quickly.
Kristen came to my apartment practically every day, where I would have
her service me at least once each visit. On days that she could not
come by the house, I would drive to her school and have her do me in
the car. Her conditioning was all but complete by the time summer
vacation rolled around. As expected, Lyle, Kristen's mother, agreed
to allow her daughter to take the efficiency in my building and to
come to work for me for the summer. We got Kris all moved into her
new place, to all outward appearances, when in reality, I now had a
full time, seventeen year old, sex toy living with me.
One morning after a routine servicing in the kitchen, I asked Kristen
about Erica. "You know, Kris," I said. "I would like to see your
little friend Erica again and maybe get to know her a little better."
I smiled lecherously. "Why don't you invite her over to see your new
apartment one afternoon and let me take it from there. OK?"
"I don't know," Kris said hesitantly. She was seated in my lap, my
cock slowly going soft in her warm pussy.
"What do you mean, ‘you don't know'?" I replied as I kneaded her firm
breasts, lightly pinching her erect, little nipples. "Do as I ask,
Kristen. I think maybe tomorrow would be nice. It's a Saturday, and
Erica should enjoy coming to visit you."
I dropped my hand to the young girl's lap and absent mindedly pushed a
finger into her warm, moist, pussy slit to rub her firm, little
clitoris just above my impaling cock shaft as I continued, "Have her
come by around noon. That will give us plenty of time to entertain
her properly."
"Mmmmmm...," Kristen moaned softly, momentarily losing herself to my
fondling.
"Did you hear me, Kristen?" I asked.
"Uh.. Huh," she replied muzzily.
"Alright then, that's settled. Let me know what Erica says and thank
you, Kristen that should be enough for this morning," I said
indicating to my blond plaything that she should get up now. I had to
admire her tight, little ass as my cock slipped from between Kristen's
firm, round cheeks. She walked gracefully out of the kitchen to take
a shower.
I let myself back into my apartment after returning from Kristen's
efficiency at the other end of the building. I had left a note to her
friend, Erica, who was expected in a few minutes, telling her that
Kristen was at my apartment and to drop by for a minute. Young
Kristen, in the mean time, was sleeping peacefully, stretched out
naked as usual, on my big bed, after I gave her a small dose of my
special sedative.
When the light knock came at about 12:20 in the afternoon, I opened my
door,.
"Well, hello again, Erica. Right?" I said smiling sweetly to the
cute, young girl at my door.
"Hi there, nice to see you again," came Erica's effervescent reply.
"How have you been? Made any new videos lately?" she asked brightly.
"Oh ,yes, several actually, but come on in and make yourself at home,"
I told her as I held the door. Let's go into the living room; I'll
get Kris," I said as I held out my hand indicating the way for her.
As I followed young Erica down the hall, I gazed fixedly at her
lovely, swaying ass. Erica was a tall girl, I estimated about 5'-10".
Like Kristen, she had a trim, athletic build with narrow hips and
long, muscular legs. Erica wore a pretty, cotton sun dress that clung
to her curves nicely. Her long, wavy, light brown hair fell to her
shoulders and framed her pretty face. Erica was a bubbly, young girl,
her clear, brown eyes sparkled when she talked.
"Have a seat, I'll go see what's keeping Kristen," I said to Erica as
I left her in the living room and went directly to the kitchen. There
I poured a big glass of iced tea laced with my fast acting sedative.
"Kristen said she'd be right out," I said smiling to the cute, young
girl on my couch as I walked back into the living room. "I thought
you might be thirsty so I fixed you some tea." I handed Erica the big
glass.
To my great delight, she said, "Oh, thank you. I thought I was going
to die of thirst. It's so hot out there today," Kristen's little
friend said as she tipped the glass back and all but drained it in a
few big gulps.
To kill time, I engaged the pretty, young girl in idle conversation.
"So, Erica, how has your summer been so far?"
"Just great!" she replied enthusiastically. "I'm so glad school's
over for the year. Now I can have some fun."
"Ah ha..." I said smiling. "Yes I'm sure you will. Tell, me Erica.
How old are you?"
"I'll be seventeen in December," she replied without hesitation.
Isn't it funny that when girls are young they always want to appear
older, then when they get older they want you to believe they are
still young.
"That's great," I said as I noticed the pretty girl's eyes droop a
little. "Do you live at home with your parents?" I asked innocently.
Erica put a hand to her face and with a concerned look, she said.
"No....I.. My Mom left last year and I..........My Dad and I....."
Erica fell over on her side on the big sofa. She was out cold.
I smiled as I rose from my seat and walked over to the sleeping girl.
"Erica?" I said as I touched her face lightly.
No response.
I placed my hand on one of her firm breasts and gave it a little
squeeze - again, no movement, no response. I took Erica by her
shoulders and sat her up, leaning her back on the big, soft couch.
Then I knelt in front of her, placed my hand on her inner thigh up
under her dress, and began to rub, carefully watching Erica's
pretty face for any signs that she might be awakening. The sedative
had her well under. With both hands, I spread her muscular legs, then
slowly moved my left hand up the inside of one firm, warm thigh until
I felt the familiar moist heat radiating from her pubic area. As I
allowed the backs of three fingers to play up against what felt like
smooth, satin panties covering a nice, plump, young pussy, little
Erica gave no signs of consciousness. I rubbed her for several
minutes feeling her pubic hair rasp softly against the inside of the
silky, center panel of her panties. Then slowly I worked three
fingers under the tight elastic surrounding one of young Erica's firm
thighs. What I felt beneath was thrilling.
Erica had very soft pubic hair that pretty much uniformly covered her
pubic mound but grew sparser farther down toward her openings. I
allowed my exploring fingers to move softly over what felt like very
full, inner lips. Since Erica was not yet aroused, she was still
pretty dry, but she was none the less, very warm. Carefully I dipped
my center finger tip between her soft, warm petals to feel a slight
amount of moisture beginning to form near her vaginal opening. I
played my finger gently up and down between her moistening labia and
stopped briefly to touch her small clitoris which was just beginning
to stand up and take notice of the attention being paid to the young
girl's most private area.
"Mmmmmmm.." Erica moaned softly in her stupor as her knees drew
together against my arm.
Slowly I removed my hand from Erica's panties, then from under her
dress. Then I leaned down and kissed her tender mouth. I worked my
tongue between her sweet lips and licked her smooth teeth. Usually if
a patient is going to regain awareness, it will happen when something
touches their mouth. Erica merely pouted her lips a little, almost
kissing back before giving a long, slow sigh, then she again lay
still, breathing quietly and evenly.
‘The time was ripe,' I thought to myself as I left the room to
retrieve a duplicate of the device that I had inserted into Kristen's
vagina which now remained there at all times. I used to call these
devices "reminders", but lately I had begun to think of them more as
electronic "leashes". On the way back, I stopped by my secret
equipment room to set up the cameras and recording equipment.
All was in readiness when I returned to the living room to find that
Erica had again toppled sideways onto the seat of the couch. ‘Just as
well,' I thought as I walked over to her, placed the little, plastic
cylinder on the carpet along with a tube of K/Y jelly. Erica's legs
were hanging over the edge of the sofa, so I took the opportunity to
hoist her dress up under her thighs in the back and to her waist in
front. Next I took the young girl by her legs below her knees and
swung her legs around onto the seat of the couch. Erica now lay on
her back with her skirt up to her tummy, exposing what turned out to
be a very small pair of light blue, satin panties. My mouth began to
water as I noticed that her plump pussy filled the center panel of her
panties quite nicely.
I grasped the tiny garment by its lacy, little waist band, then slowly
and carefully drew it down to Erica's ankles. Oh what a pretty pussy
she had. My God! As I suspected, Erica had a full, little bush over
her pubic bone but lower down, her sandy, brown hair thinned out so
that her full vulva were plainly visible through the sparse covering.
Without wasting a moment, I gently lifted Erica's knees, then let her
legs fall open, spreading her young pussy wide before my hungry eyes.
I immediately leaned down and inhaled a draft of her sweet, musky
scent. Then I crawled onto the sofa and again leaned down between
Erica's spread thighs. I sniffed her once more before placing my
tongue into her damp, little trench.
Erica gasped.
I waited for a minute before taking another taste. This time, her
little hips rolled slightly but otherwise, Erica lay still as I
brought my lips down to her soft, damp labia. Mmmmmm, she tasted
wonderful just like all young girls do - sort of salty sweet and ever
so slightly sticky. Because Erica's ankles were still restrained by
her little panties, I wasn't able to actually recline between her
young thighs and feast on her the way I would have liked, but I was
able to get a goodly amount of satisfaction just licking her slowly
and deeply. I watched Erica's young body react to my oral stimulus as
her narrow hips rolled slowly from side to side. When at last, the
young girl began to unconsciously hump my mouth, I wondered if she had
done this before. "Well, no time like the present to find out," I
said to myself as I nuzzled my nose into Erica's warm, little cunt.
I licked my middle finger and began to carefully poke around at the
entrance to her vagina. Erica's inner lips were somewhat fuller than
Kristen's, so I had to separate them slightly with my other hand in
order to gain unobstructed access to her interior. Ever so slowly I
pushed my slippery finger into the young girl.
Erica inhaled quickly when I first entered her.
I waited for a minute as I felt her vaginal muscles squeeze down on my
invading digit then relax. Once her breathing returned to normal, and
her hips lowered back to rest, I pushed in a little farther, feeling
carefully for her virgin barrier. When at last my second knuckle
disappeared into Erica's tight, warm pussy without my having met with
any resistance, I smiled and whispered to the sleeping teenager, "Ah
ha, Erica. We've been around, haven't we? I figured you to be a
curious, young thing."
For the next several minutes, I finger fucked Kristen's pretty, young
friend until her little vagina was nice and wet inside. As I felt
Erica's young muscles suck on my probing digit, I thought about how
nice she would be to fuck. ‘All in good time,' I thought, smiling to
myself. ‘All in good time.'
With the exception of a slight rolling of her hips and one or two
barely audible moans, Erica's reactions to my manipulations were
minimal. She was ready to accept her "leash".
I picked up the small, plastic cylinder from the floor and made sure
it was clean. Then I coated it liberally with K/Y jelly and brought
it up to Erica's vaginal entrance. The "leash" slipped easily between
her full labia, then into the tight entrance to her birth canal.
Because Erica was already in a mild state of physical arousal, I had
no difficulty at all pushing the small device deep into her vagina. I
toyed with the idea of using my cock to push it the rest of the way
in, but thought better of it for the time being. When I was satisfied
that the new "leash" was properly installed in my new teen toy, I
squeezed a little more K/Y on the tip of my index finger and carefully
rubbed it over Erica's small, anal opening. I gently pressed against
her little ass hole a few times testing for a reaction. When Erica
only moved her hips a little in response to my probing, I inserted
just the tip of my finger into her tight, little anus. I felt her
strong, young muscles clench down on my finger as the young girl
gasped softly in her sleep. For a moment, I held my finger perfectly
still as her muscles spasmed around it. Then ever so slowly, I began
to move my finger gently in and out of Erica's fine, young ass. When
at last I felt that her rectum was prepared, I pulled my finger slowly
out of her, removed the small suppository from my pocket, unwrapped
the foil cover and gently pushed it into the sleeping young girl.
Contained within the tiny capsule was another designer drug, this one
a mild tranquilizer to help relax the subject and lower her
inhibitions. Satisfied that all was in readiness, I closed Erica's
legs and pulled her panties up. Then I slowly swung her legs off the
couch and with some effort, managed to get her inert body back into a
sitting position. After smoothing her sun dress down around her hips
and legs, I gave young Erica an injection of the antidote to the
sedative.
As she began to stir, I stood over the young girl and lightly slapped
her cheek saying, "Erica.... Erica.... Can you hear me? Are you
alright?" I gazed down at her with what appeared to be genuine
concern as the pretty teenager's brown eyes fluttered open.
"Mmmmm.. What happened?" She said still dazed from the drug.
"I don't know, honey," I said to her as I put a hand to her soft
cheek. "One minute we were talking about your family and the next
thing I know, you went out like a light. Are you OK?"
"Ohhhh goshh, I guess so," Erica replied hazily as she sat forward
resting her forehead in one hand. I noticed her other hand slip down
to her tummy. "I feel kinda funny still," she said as she squirmed
slightly, no doubt her body sensed the foreign objects hidden inside.
"Maybe you just drank that cold tea too fast," I suggested helpfully.
"I have heard of that kind of thing happening to athletes when they
get over heated. Why don't you relax and I'll go see what's keeping
Kristen.
"OK Erica said," once more leaning against the soft couch back.
I left her there and went quickly to my hidden room. As I walked in,
I looked through the big one-way glass to see the young, teenage girl
place a hand up under her dress and slowly rub herself. I'll bet she
was wondering what the strange, full sensation might be up in there.
I then made a quick check on the recorders and found that they were
operating flawlessly. Everything that had happened in the living room
so far this afternoon was on tape, ‘and the best is yet to come,' I
thought merrily as I locked the door behind me and went to deal with
Kristen.
I gave Kris a injection of the antidote, then left her to recover on
her own and returned to the living room.
"How you doin'?" I asked sweet Erica as I walked in.
"Better, thanks," she gave me a soft smile.
"That's great, I said. "Glad to hear it. Kris said she would be out
in a minute. As a matter of fact, I think I hear her coming now."
The anal tranquilizer that I had placed into Erica worked pretty
quickly. I noticed that the pretty, brown haired girl's normally
bright, brown eyes had taken on a distinctly hazy look. She was
totally cognizant, but her reactions seemed ever so slightly impaired,
and her speech was decidedly slower than it had been earlier.
That, however, didn't stop Erica from sitting bolt upright in shock as
she gasped, "What the...?", when her best friend, Kristen, walked
naked as the day she was born into the room, wiping the sleep from her
pretty, blue eyes.
Kris' mouth dropped open as she stared back, first at her little
friend, Erica, then at me.
"Ohhh... goddd.." Kristen then cried as she turned and ran from the
room, thoroughly embarrassed.
Erica's mouth was still hanging open as I called to my fleeing, young
plaything, "Come back in here, Kristen. Is that any way to behave
when we have company?"
Kris did not reply.
I shot a smile toward the shocked, young Erica as I reached into my
jacket pocket and removed two tiny, small area transmitters about the
same size and shape as the key fob type, car alarm, arming devices so
common today on "hi-end" automobiles. Each tiny remote had two
buttons, one labeled "Pulse" and the other, "Buzz". One remote was
also labeled at the top in small letters, "Kristen". The other was
currently unlabeled, but soon would be. These smaller versions of my
full function remotes were designed to be used only at close range.
They were very simple and non-programmable, but they worked extremely
well up to approximately 100 meters as Kristen was about to find out.
"Come in here, Kristen," I called again. This time in a much more
serious tone of voice.
I waited for a couple of seconds, then pushed the "Pulse" key on
Kristen's remote.
I heard Kris' deep grunt come from somewhere toward the front of the
house.
"What's going on around here?" Erica asked suspiciously, once she
found her voice.
"Just relax, Erica," I told her flatly. "You'll find out soon
enough." The young girl's eyes grew wider as she sat still, watching
me suspiciously.
"Kristen!" I shouted as I again pressed the "Pulse" key.
"Uuugghhhh... ohhhh," echoed from the hall, followed by a soft thump.
‘Kristen had hit her knees,' I thought to myself.
"Be nice, baby," I cooed. Come back in and see your friend, Erica.
She wants to know what's happened to you, and I'll need your help to
show her. Come on, Kris, honey. Don't make me ask you again."
I looked toward the hall door as Kristen silently appeared. Her long,
blond hair had fallen in her face and she was trembling. Erica's
pouty, little mouth again dropped open as she stared wide eyed first
at her naked, young friend and then at me.
"Before you ask, Erica let me explain. Kristen and I have become very
close in the past month, actually since before her birthday. Although
she has an apartment down the hall, Kris actually lives here with me.
Come in Kristen and sit beside me."
The shaken, young blond slowly crossed the room to the couch where I
sat. As she did, she attempted to cover her nakedness with her hands.
"Take your hands away, Kris," I commanded. "You know that I have
forbidden you to cover yourself. That includes when we have guests."
I smiled at Erica who looked quite uncomfortable by now.
Kris removed her hands from her sex, then quickly came and sat beside
me. I placed my right hand on her warm thigh and rubbed gently.
"As I was saying, Erica, Kristen lives here with me and takes care of
most of my needs. She is still in training but is doing quite well, I
think. Don't you?"
I glanced over at Kris' nervous, little friend on the section of sofa
adjacent to mine.
"I..... Kristen, what's goin on around here? Why are you naked?"
Erica blurted out to her little, blond friend.
Kristen didn't answer as she sat beside me staring at her knees.
"Erica," I said in a mildly menacing tone. "You will address your
questions to me alone. As I said earlier, Kristen is in training. This
is her first opportunity to behave correctly in front of another
person. Please don't ruin it and cause me to have to punish her. I
have already had to use the ‘leash' more than once."
"What are you talking about?" Erica said in a slightly outraged tone.
"What do you mean training, and what's this ‘leash' thing?"
"If you will be patient, Erica, I'll show you," I said irritably. I
was beginning to lose patience with her. "Kristen," I said turning to
my sweet young captive. "Service me."
"Ohhhhhh... please nooooo, not in front of Erica, pleeeeeaaassee," she
whined pitifully.
"Don't worry about your friend," I said to Kris. "She'll be joining in
the fun soon enough anyway. Now get started."
"Ohhhhhhhhh," my distressed, young blond again whined as she looked
first at me and then at her pretty, little friend, Erica.
"Service me, Kristen!"
Slowly Kris reached out her small hands and began to unfasten the top
button on my jeans. Then she stopped and looked up at me pleadingly.
"Do it!"
Kris sobbed once softly as she unzipped my fly, reached a warm hand
into my shorts and extracted my stiffening prick.
Continued...