| Nancy and Kayleigh-2; A New Beginning, Part 2 Kayleigh watches Nancy walk up the drive, her mind still reeling from Nancy’s last statement; the one Nancy said after taking Kayleigh’s picture; “I can’t wait to show my friends this, they will never believe it!” Would Nancy really show her friends? Could she honestly do that? Kayleigh quivers with apprehension, trying to figure it out. Kayleigh again replays the day’s events in her mind, lightly stroking her abused nipple; “Yes, she would really do that” she whispers. Closing the door, Kayleigh heads into the living room. She sits slowly on the couch, not knowing if the spreading wetness leaking from her will leave a stain. Kayleigh thinks to herself that it doesn’t really matter; she will get blamed for it anyway, so why not sit? After an hour of television she can’t remember, she realizes she is still naked, still waiting for Nancy to come home, still waiting for Nancy to see her naked and ready. For reasons that are inexplicable to her, Kayleigh has a burning need to appease Nancy. The sheer thrill of letting a teenage girl have this kind of control over her leaves her quivering; she wants so bad to please Nancy, yet she worries that Nancy will tell her mother Karen everything that has happened. “Nothing you can do about it, so quit worrying and take what comes.” Kayleigh thinks. Time passes slowly. “Silly twit” Kayleigh tells herself. She gets up to put the wash into the dryer, hanging up Nancy’s uniform with extra care. “Must not leave it wrinkled” she says. She goes back to the living room to settle in. She is still naked, but that somehow feels right. The hours pass in agony for Kayleigh, not knowing when Nancy will be home from the dance. Lying on the couch, she rolls over onto her stomach; head propped on her folded arms. One hour, two hours, three hours have passed, but still Kayleigh waits. Finally, she falls asleep with a blanket wrapped around her. Kayleigh dreams – Kayleigh is sitting outside, it is foggy. She hears voices behind her, grabbing her attention. Somewhere in the distance, the sound of a waterfall reaches her ears. The voices come closer and Kayleigh rises to turn around. Startled, she finds that she is tied to a chair! Her wrists are tied to her ankles and her ankles are tied to the arms of the chair. Kayleigh, legs spread, is on display; cunt wide open and thrust out toward the edge of the chair. Voices almost upon her, she struggles harder; pulse racing. Kayleigh’s feeble efforts are fruitless; she only succeeds in pinching her ass on the wicker of the chair. Nancy steps around in front of Kayleigh, at her side are two girls Kayleigh has never seen. “Well, well. What have we here?” Nancy says. “Look at this poor little thing, she can’t even get loose.” “What are we to do ladies?” The girl on Nancy’s left points and laughs at the display of Kayleigh’s open cunt. The sound of the laughter is harsh on Kayleigh’s ears. She can’t imagine what is going on! Why is Nancy doing this? Why won’t she untie me? Kayleigh tries to close her legs, but finds that the bonds that hold her are too well-made. Nancy, with leather gloves on, reaches down and grasps each of Kayleigh’s cunt lips; pulling them open to further expose the older teen. “The whore likes this!” says Nancy, releasing one part of Kayleigh and scratching her inner thigh. To Kayleigh’s amazement, fiery marks instantly appear beneath the skin that Nancy touched, as if from some kind of magic. “Take her girls; this fucking slut is not worth my time.” Nancy turns to walk away as the girl on the left laughs even harder Flicker – Kayleigh finds herself squatting on her heels, naked in Nancy’s bathroom; the very place she was earlier that afternoon. Somewhere in the distance, the sound of a waterfall reaches her ears. She becomes aware of footsteps as Nancy walks into the bathroom behind her. She wants to turn, but Nancy has not told her to do so. Kayleigh very much wants to please Nancy, and the mere thought of not doing exactly as instructed would bring Kayleigh great shame in Nancy’s eyes; would prove to Nancy that she is not obedient, that she is not worth Nancy’s efforts to properly train. Kayleigh doesn’t want Nancy to leave so abruptly again. Kayleigh waits. She waits for the command of her little Miss’s voice. Nancy says nothing, but Kayleigh feels something caressing her back, as she remains squatting on her heels. Abruptly Nancy stands and backs away. Kayleigh hears Nancy’s shoe hit the floor. Nancy places the top of her stocking covered foot directly on Kayleigh’s sex, rubbing hard, almost making Kayleigh lose her balance. Kayleigh recovers as Nancy’s foot moves from her cunt to her asshole. Roughly, Nancy tries to shove her toe into Kayleigh’s ass. Kayleigh pulls her ass apart for Nancy, to give her easier access; anything for Nancy. As Nancy’s toe finally penetrates her ass; a low moan of longing escapes Kayleigh’s throat. Nancy grabs Kayleigh’s hair and yanks her head back to look at her. “Filthy. Fucking. Bitch.” Nancy says as she turns and walks away, leaving Kayleigh longing. Flicker – Flicker Standing in the kitchen, Kayleigh kneels over the counter; tits pressed into the cool granite of the countertop. Somewhere in the distance, the sound of a waterfall reaches her ears. Nancy is in front of Kayleigh holding a video camera, pointed right at Kayleigh’s face. Kayleigh smiles for Nancy as she says “Give the little slut what she wants.” Understanding finally dawns in Kayleigh’s mind as the feel of something cold and hard slaps onto her ass, making her shout involuntarily. Nancy is smiling now too, but not at Kayleigh. She is smiling at the one behind Kayleigh, the one giving Kayleigh strokes with a metal spatula. SLAP. Another blow lands, almost exactly on top of the first. Kayleigh cries out from the shock of it all, but her cries fall on deaf ears. The one behind Kayleigh lightly strokes Kayleigh’s ass with the spatula, perhaps trying to sooth her, perhaps preparing for another stroke. A hand from behind grabs Kayleigh’s hair to hold her in place as two more blows land in quick succession, making Kayleigh’s knees weak and forcing her to stand on her tippy-toes trying to get away from the spanking. Nancy walks next to Kayleigh then. She grabs an ice cube from a bowl. Turning off the camera, she ignores the tears on Kayleigh’s face and applies the ice to Kayleigh’s inflamed bottom. “Weak little whore, I thought you were better than this.” Nancy stays with Kayleigh until the ice is melted, no one says a word. Ice cube gone, Nancy wipes her hands on a towel and leaves. Flicker – Flicker – Flicker Kayleigh is back in the living room, sitting on the same couch in front of the TV. Somewhere in the distance, the sound of a waterfall reaches her ears. The room is bright, making her squint. No, the room is not bright; there appear to be lots of floor lamps pointed right at her. Kayleigh realizes there are 4 or 5 teenage girls, presumably Nancy’s friends, in the room with her, standing just outside the light making it hard for her to see their faces; she can only see their vague shapes. Kayleigh is once again naked, but she doesn’t seem to be restrained in any way. “What I want you to do slave is show us how you make yourself cum. Show us what a woman looks like when she can do anything she likes. I want you to show us how nasty you can be.” The sound of Nancy’s voice electrifies Kayleigh; sends instant jolts right to her clit. Kayleigh reaches down to run a finger from her asshole to her clit, finding that she is sopping wet. The girls behind the lights shift into a position to better see Kayleigh. “That’s no woman” Kayleigh hears one girl on the left say. “I have more hair on my pussy than she has on her cunt. She looks as bare as my baby sister.” These words send wickedness coursing through Kayleigh’s whole body. She is so sensitive that she can feel the breeze from the ceiling fan caressing her open wetness. Wanting to show them what a slut she really is, Kayleigh moistens her middle finger with the milky juice flowing from her cunt, and shoves it completely into her ass. Gooseflesh rises on Kayleigh’s thighs as she spreads herself wider, letting all of the teenagers in the room see how filthy she is. Kayleigh looks right at Nancy, and though she cannot see Nancy clearly, Kayleigh knows in her heart it is her. Sliding the finger out of her ass, Kayleigh slowly brings it to her parted lips. Her other hand furiously rubs her clit as she lovingly licks her finger, showing the teenagers what a whore she is. Drool flows from Kayleigh’s tongue and onto her tits, making her feel even sluttier. “She is going to cum! Look at her; she is going to cum any second” “There she goes” “Filthy bitch”. The words careen around Kayleigh, but she knows she cannot cum yet; Nancy has not given her approval. Kayleigh waits. Nancy’s words and her words alone will bring Kayleigh the long awaited release. Suddenly, a form steps in front of the lights. It is Nancy, and she smiles at Kayleigh proudly for how well she has done. Nancy reaches out slowly and moves Kayleigh’s hand away from her own cunt, placing both of Kayleigh’s hands on her upraised knees. With agonizing slowness, Nancy grabs Kayleigh’s clit between her thumb and forefinger. As Nancy slowly squeezes, Kayleigh realizes that this is the first time Nancy has touched her with her skin; the first time Nancy has let Kayleigh feel her bare flesh. Kayleigh cums all over Nancy’s hand, whimpering with her happiness Flicker – Wake – Flicker – Wake Kayleigh wakes up suddenly, tangled in the blanket that covers her. The TV is still on, and provides the only illumination in the living room. Somewhere in the distance, the sound of a waterfall reaches her ears. Wait, it is not a waterfall. It is Nancy’s shower. She must be home! The shower turns off, as Kayleigh sits there reliving the distorted dreams she just had. Reliving the afternoon the two of them experienced. It all seems surreal. Nancy is walking down the stairs; hair wet and dressed in only an oversized shirt. Belatedly, Kayleigh remembers she is still naked under the blanket. Kayleigh keeps asking herself; “What am i going to do?” “What am i going to do?”; the day’s events flashing behind Kayleigh’s eyes. Nancy sits on the coffee table before Kayleigh, the light from the TV silhouetting her form “We have to talk” Nancy says to Kayleigh. Kayleigh just stares at her for a few seconds, marveling at the effect the sound of Nancy’s voice has on her; the power it wields. “I said sit up, we have to talk” Nancy repeats Decision made, Kayleigh sits up; letting the blanket slip from her shoulders as she does. Kayleigh places her feet on the couch, soles flat on the cushion, heels tucked right next to her ass. As she spreads her legs, Kayleigh finally answer Nancy. “Yes Miss” Kayleigh whispers “We do have to talk” |