THOM AND BECKY GET TIED UP

BY THOM

It was 1960

It was the summer of 1960 and I had recently turned 12. It would
be another 30 years before the Internet and its ready
availability of porn. At that time there were a few dirty movie
houses and there were magazines. Both were in short supply and
certainly not available to anyone my age.

Occasionally I would run across a dirty magazine. Someone would
get possession of one somehow and then not be able to really keep
it because they didn't want to be caught with it. So they would
use it for whatever they could get out of it and then leave it
somewhere. I guess I used to turn up at those places because I
found several magazines in the places I was around that age. I
was very much a loaner though and would habitat pretty sketchy
places.

Once I found a leg magazine in the park. The park was a pretty
shady place anyway. You could also find used condoms there all of
the time too. This leg magazine had women who would be wearing
heals and hose held up by garter belts. In the beginning of the
mag, the woman (usually not more than one or two in the whole
thing) would be getting out of a car or sitting on a stool and
the picture would show a dress hiked up to nearly her waist so
that you could see all of her legs and the tops of her hose.

At the end of the picture series she was usually pretty naked
except she would usually still have her heals and hose on.
Sometimes the garter belt would survive and sometimes it
wouldn't. No women shaved their pussies then so you would see a
large dark, hairy triangle between her legs. No sense that there
was a fuckable cunt in there. Many times her legs were crossed so
the mystery continued without any additional information being
available.

I once found a magazine that had very well build men in it, all
wearing skimpy underwear and having erections making bulges in
the underwear. I found this in a men's room and knew,
instinctively that this was a mag for men who liked men. We
didn't know from 'gay' in those days. We knew 'homosexual' but we
put them down by calling them 'queers' or 'homos.' Funny how an
oppressed group can adopt the labels of the oppressor for
themselves and take all of the sting out of.

Anyway, I showed this magazine to a girl who was 15 that I had a
crush on. She knew what it was too (how do we know these
things?), though she didn't know how she knew. She asked me if I
would model like that and show her my hard on under my underwear.
I was so flummoxed by the proposition that I nearly peed my
pants. I stammered that I would certainly model for her and it
would be with a hard on if she would strip down to her panties as
well. She refused and kept the mag instead.

There were also Playboys around that time and you could often
find someone's big brother who had them, brought them home from
college. The women in Playboy only showed their tits then.
Nothing below the waist – bikini bottoms or panties, bare tits if
you were lucky. Such tits though, big tits were the thing in
those days.

When I ever got my hand on anything like that I would sneak it
into my bedroom and jack off to it about a million times under
the covers with a flash light after everyone had gone to bed. I'd
smear my one or two drops of cum on the sheet. In those days at
12, I could probably have 3 erections an hour with an orgasm and
a drop or two of cum. I can still manage 3 a day at my age but I
have to pace myself and by the third one I'm pushing out about as
much sperm as I did in those days when I was 12.

I had a friend, Dan. His dad was divorced and had recently
remarried a woman who was 10 years his junior and 10 years Dan's
senior. They got a big kick out of the math of that. In 10 years,
Dan would be her age and She would be his dad's age and then, and
then what? And then maybe she'd divorce his dad and marry him?

His house had a pool and his dad and step mom worked. Ideal for
the summer of 1960 and two boys that were too young to work and
too naïve to make very much mischief. One day that summer as soon
as I got there, he told me he had something to show me in his
room. We were alone in the house. Parents gone and no other
family to interfere.

When we got to his room, he pulled a briefcase out from under the
bed. Immediately bells began to go off in my head. What the hell
is with a briefcase? My dad carries a briefcase but not a kid. We
didn't even know from backpacks yet. Backpacks were something you
took on a friggin Boy Scout hike but a brief case was totally out
of context in Dan's bedroom.

Not sure what I was expecting but my breath had quickened and I
was sure glad we were alone in the house. Even then I closed his
bedroom door because I was paranoid about what was in the
briefcase. I've always been that way, even as an adult. If I
think I'm doing something wrong, I get all weird about it. I'd
make a lousy gambler or bank robber.

Anyway, the briefcase was full of dirty magazines.

"Where did you get these, what are you doing with them?"

"A guy who knows my dad and had kind of taken an interest in me
has given them to me to sell to kids I know. I think it's a job
he has on the side." Dan said.

"Dirty magazines are a job?"

"They aren't cheap and I don't think they're legal and they sure
ain't legal for us to have."

"Would you like to buy one, some?"

"You bet but I can't take them home, or at least I can't keep
them at home."

We worked all of the angles until we agreed that we would raise
the money to buy 6 of these magazines between us and that we
would keep them at his house. His parents didn't give a shit what
he did and wouldn't go snooping in his room when he wasn't there.
My parents didn't trust me a bit, regularly found everything I
hid. They never confronted me with it. Mid Western families never
have any confrontation about anything unpleasant. I would just
never see whatever it was I hid, ever again. Though I was betting
that if I got caught with these there would be hell to pay.

We carefully selected our 6 mags.

A nudist magazine. Nudist mags seemed to be a sort of legal way
to show naked people. Maybe it was in deference to their religion
or something. Anyway, there would be pictures of naked people,
including young girls our age with no hair on their pussys and
little titty cones just hanging around eating ice cream and
playing ping pong. The adults in those mags were disgusting
though. Guys with really saggy balls and little dicks and women
with floppy tits and the bushiest pubic hair ever. No wonder
women have begun to shave their cunts.

A leg magazine. It was a lot like the one I had found. Women
showing a lot of great legs in hose and heals. Fewer and fewer
clothes on as the picture series progressed. Might end up with
their legs up in the air over the heads. Heals akimbo. Maybe one
off and one on. Maybe one stocking pushed down on her ankle. No
sex, no touching herself, no other person around. All of the sex
was up to you.

A bondage magazine. These were really funny in those days. Tied
up women in these mags were mostly dressed or no more naked than
in their underwear. Occasionally they would have their tits bare
but this was very, very rare. Also No sex, no one else present,
no idea about how these women came to be tied up or what was
going to happen to them. I know what I wanted to happen to them.
I wanted them to have their underwear cut off with a sharp knife
and then have me fuck the b'jiggers out of them while they were
still tied up. But, yet again, you provide the sex, the scene of
your choice.

A mag with just naked women. Naked was nice. No shaved pussy in
those days. Very thick, bushy, triangles in their centers. Nice
tits usually. Odd poses though like its art instead of sex. I
think that's how the mags producers sort of thought they might
get away with having pictures of completely naked women, not just
tits like in Playboy – by calling it art. Today that's how some
web sites get away, or at least try to get away, with showing
pictures of naked 8 year old girls – by calling it art. Even
though there was no sex here either and you had to make it up,
there was nothing in the scene between you and her. It was pretty
easy to imagine what happened next while you pumped hard on your
dick.

A magazine with women making love to women. These were
fascinating and very titillating to me anyway. Women with fingers
in each other's cunts. Pussy's in each other's mouths. Laying on
top of one another. 69. This was really juicy stuff. I sometimes
could imagine myself in this scene with my dick in a pussy doggy
style while the woman I was fucking was eating pussy. Mostly
though I imagined they wouldn't want me around if they really
only liked women but I found it erotic never the less. Bi we
didn't imagine at all then. We might be confused about our sexual
orientation but we never imagined that you could have it both
ways!

A magazine with men and women sucking and fucking one another.
This, of course, was the most amazing one of all because all of
the mystery was revealed. Everyone in this mag though was odd
looking, European or some other foreign place when pictures like
this were more acceptable. The guys all had kind of slicked back
hair and left their black socks on, the women had little boobs
and weren't so 'blond' as in American magazines. But, who cares,
dicks inside of cunts and in women's mouths. Women on top of
guys. Two guys and one woman with both ends full of dick. Two
women and one guy. These mags always gave you a Heinz 57
varieties medley. I usually didn't have to turn the page to cum
on this one unless I had used a particular picture so many times
I needed another view.

Typical summer day then was that I would get over to Dan's house
pretty early in the morning and we would start the day with the
magazines and then maybe swim for a while and hang in the sun.
We'd have lunch, play a game or something inside where it was
cooler in the afternoon and then we'd hit the mags again and be
back in the pool by the time his dad or step mom came home.

We both knew right from the start what we really wanted to do
with the mags – like jack off a million times to them. But we
didn't get into it right away together because neither one of us
wanted the other to think we were homos and wanted to see dick or
touch dick or suck dick or whatever. And when you are that age
your dick is squat next to the dicks of those guys who are
fucking the babes in the mag. I mean they had great dicks.

So we sort of started off by rubbing the outside of shorts or
swim trunks and having confined bulges in our pants. Then Dan got
the idea that maybe he would go into his parent's room to have a
little privacy – he may of initially gone into the bath room and
stayed there longer than it would have taken to pee or poop.
Anyway, this left me alone to take care of myself and worked out
well to both of our satisfactions.

After a little bit though, we were so absorbed in our activities
that we didn't care that we were together. His bedroom had two
twin beds in it. I would use one and he would use the other. In
the morning we would strip down to our under pants, divvy up the
mags, three each, and each get on a bed. As we would get
erections – skinny, not yet even a hint of maturing, 12 year old
boy tiny erections – we would just push our undies down a bit a
let our dicks pop up. I don't' think we even pushed our undies
down to our knees or anything. We were careful though not to make
a mess. And doing this like six times a day every day, we could
have had quite a mess, even with a little squirt each time. We
would have a wad of tissues or TP and wipe up after ourselves.

So one day when we were a few minutes or so into our afternoon
session with the mags, Dan's step mom turns up and says "OK boys,
don't move, I don't want any of the evidence of this crime scene
destroyed before I have a chance to examine it very closely."

We didn't hear her come into the house and for sure we didn't
hear her come into the room. Who knows how long she had been
watching us pull on our dicks before she decided to announce her
presence. We both jumped about a foot off the beds and grabbed
for whatever we could to cover ourselves – which was the stupid
magazines of course.

She really meant it when she said not to move though. When she
saw us start to squirm around, she repeated that we were to be
still.

"Get off of the beds both of you. Kick off your underpants and go
sit at the end of the bed that Dan is on, each on either side and
put your hands behind your backs."

We followed her commands the best we could, abandoning our mags
and our undies and sat naked at the end of the bed, one of us on
each side with our backs to each other and put our hands behind
us.

Dan's step mom came up to the foot of the bed and it was then
that we noticed that she was carrying a bunch of Dan's dad's neck
ties. She took one and tied our hands together at the wrist and
tied our wrists to the foot board on the bed. Then she took a tie
and tied our ankles together and then another one and tied it
just above the knees. We were essentially immobile.

She then scooped up the magazines and went over to my bed to
examine them. She kind of half reclined and half sat up on the
bed while she went through the mags. From my vantage point facing
her while Dan was behind me facing the wall, I could watch her.
What I noticed was that her skirt was kind of riding high on her
hips and that underneath it I could see hose, a garter belt
holding them up and a white triangle of her panties. The panties
were damp, maybe even soaked and obviously had been for a while.
I was guessing that she had been watching us for some time and
that she was excited by what she saw. Not really sure whether I
was totally cognizant of all of that then or that is how I
interpret what I saw then now as I'm much, much older.

I also noticed that a couple of the buttons of her blouse were
open, exposing more breast than I would have expected and that
she was massaging the tops of them as she looked through the
magazines.

After she had thumbed through all six of them, she came over to
me and untied my ankles, knees and the tie that was securing me
to the bed. She left my hands tied behind my back, looped a tie
around my neck, and led me into her bed room, leaving Dan still
tied to the bed.

Once inside, she retied my hands in front of me and instructed me
to lie down on the bed. She first secured my hands above my head
to the top of the bed and then retied my knees and ankles
together. To make sure I didn't move around very much at all, she
secured my ankles to the bottom of the bed. I was kind of
stretched out after this and pretty much immobile.

She then undressed in plain view of me completely but very
slowly. First the blouse came off and then the skirt. Followed by
the bra which had to be unlatched from the rear exposing her
sizeable but very firm tits. Then came the garter belt followed
by her panties which see slipped off right next to the bed,
giving me a good view of her pussy as it was uncovered. She
wasn't shaved but she was pretty hairless nevertheless and it was
very stimulating to see it. She carefully laid her panties over
my nose and mouth. This was extremely nice since I could smell
and to some extend taste her from my helpless position. She sat
on a bed side chair and excruciatingly slowly, took off her hose,
finally pulling it over her toes like in the leg magazines.

She must have sensed my discomfort or she was ready to get down
to business but she walked over to me without a word and put her
mouth on my cock. My orgasm was almost immediate and I came my
little boy cum right into her mouth.

She climbed up on the bed after that and straddled my chest. She
said she was going to teach me to lick and suck so that I could
get her off like she had me. She started with her tits, leaning
forward and inserting a nipple into my mouth.

She showed me how she wanted to be licked and sucked and I
practiced hard. I wanted very much to please her. I worked on one
tit and the she put the other in my mouth. I was soon hard and
started to beg her to relieve me again. She said in due time she
would take care of me but for now, we were taking care of her.

Next thing I know, she's squatting her cunt over my face. She
said I should practice what she's taught me on her clit which she
positions right into my mouth and that if I'm a really good boy,
she will take care of my little boy pecker.

I worked really hard at sucking and licking. Her pussy was so
wet, I was soaked all over my face. At times I couldn't breath
from her cunt completely cutting off my mouth and nose from air.
Her scent was so fantastic, I don't think I've ever experienced a
pussy like that and here it is 45 years later – and its not like
I've been without all of that time.

My sucking must have been good because her body shuddered over my
mouth and she let out a bit of a whoop. I was startled by it and
I was also startled by Dan who screamed out that we should
fucking come and get him because he knew what we were doing and
he was about to cum all over himself or pee all over himself.

When she finished her orgasm and her breathing calmed down a bit,
she slid down my middle and lowered her pussy over my hard prick.
I was surprised that it was so tight over my 12 year old dick
even though I was as hard and as big as I can remember ever
being. With just a couple of hip thrusts I shot my little wad a
second time, this one into her pussy.

She jumped off of me and untied all of my restraints except my
hands and she secured that to the back of a chair that she sat me
in. She ran into the other room and apparently untied Dan. I
could hear them both peeing in the toilet, one after the other
and then they showed up in the bed room with me.

She didn't bother to tie Dan up or go much through the motions
with him that she did with me. She lay on her back and she helped
his little boy prick into her pussy. He seemed to know exactly
what to do and thrust his hips and his cock into her until he
came, which only took a couple of seconds. I guess the mags had
taught us some techniques in addition to just providing fodder
for a good hand job.

I was already hard again from watching them fuck and noticing
that, she got up and untied me and brought me into bed with them.

The three of us lay together on the bed, she in the middle and
Dan and I on either side. She said we could do whatever we wanted
and that she planned on masturbating to an orgasm as many times
as she thought she had one in her which might be a lot, she
announced.

The two of us felt up her tits and kissed them and rubbed her
tummy and inched up on the top of her pussy but mostly tried to
stay out of the way of her business. Her business though got us
pretty excited all over again and we had our little boy erections
rubbing on her leg or being rubbed by our hands which seemed to
get her more excited and the business kept on repeating itself
for quite awhile.

Finally we realized that we were going to be caught by Dan's dad
if we didn't change the subject very quickly. Dan's step mom told
us to get our trunks on and get into the pool so that we smelled
like chlorine instead of pussy. She would join us shortly. And by
the way, this afternoon was between friends and didn't need to go
anywhere, either the magazines or her subsequent punishment from
being caught with them.

The magazines went back into their hiding place and we got
outside into the pool. Dan's step mom joined us in about five
minutes. She jumped in the pool and rubbed the important parts as
if she were bathing so as to cover our tracks.

Dan's dad came home in just a few minutes after that. He changed
and jumped in the pool with the rest of us. Dan's step mom jumped
up on him and rapped her legs around his middle. He declared that
he had missed her and wondered if they shouldn't go into their
bedroom and catch up on things. She agreed and they climbed out
of the pool and began to walk away.

"I know you're too busy to join me but I think I'd like to take a
few days off before Dan's school starts to get some things done
around here. I can use he and Thom here as helpers before they
have to be back in school."

"Great idea hon." Dan's dad said.

"Great idea hon." Dan and I mouthed together as they walked away
into the bedroom and then we whooped out loud.

Becky's Visit

My 12 year old step daughter Becky lives with her father and not
her mother and I but she's often at the house because we have a
pool. She will spend the day with us in the summer and have her
friends over as well.

At that age, there is just the beginning of the flowering that
will make them women so their two piece bikinis reveal little
titty knobs and nice curvy bums. I love the gangly legs and the
obviously nubile pussys. You can see the outline of the labia
though the thin material. For sure I have nasty thoughts about
her and her friends but wouldn't ever act out on my urges for the
obvious reasons.

That is until one Saturday when she had been over all day and her
friends had already been picked up by their parents. She was
going to spend the night with us and return home to her father's
on Sunday. Her mother had lain down to take a nap after waiting
on the four 12 year olds all day. Becky and I were hanging out in
the den watching TV because we needed to be out of the sun. We
both still had on our bathing suits.

I was watching her little body squirm around on a recliner across
the room while I lounged on the sofa. I was about half hard as it
was when a kind of strange conversation with her started that
snowballed into something quite remarkable.

"Could I ask you to do something for me Thom but not tell mom or
anyone else?"

She blurted out.

"Well, sure, I guess so." I said without really giving it much
thought. But what could a 12 year old really ask me to do that
would be a big secret. And if she did have something larger than
life going on it was good that she was trusting someone with it
and maybe I could be helpful.

"Would you spank me? I mean maybe not too hard but just enough so
that I would really feel it?"

"What?"

"You know, like take me over your knee and spank me? Like with
your hand, I mean slap my bum with your hand."

"Why, pray tell would you want to be spanked and why would you
want me to spank you?"

"Well this is kind of a long and involved story." She said. "But
I suppose I do need to explain it to you don't I?"

"I think so if I'm going to do it. I mean I don't even believe in
spanking children as a punishment. I never did it to any of my
children as they were growing up no matter how awful they were."

"OK, well its like this. I have a friend who is older than I am
who has a lot more experience about things like sex and stuff
than I do and she says that there are people she knows that kind
of like to be tied up maybe and spanked or whipped, that kind of
thing. Sounds very out there to me when she talks about it but as
I think about it, I think I like the idea of being tied up and
being spanked. And I'm so embarrassed just talking to you about
it. But you know, I can talk to you about things that I could
never talk to my parents about. I mean, you are more
understanding and your kids are all grown up."

"Right, they are and I guess I am and all of this sounds way
beyond where someone your age should be going so I think you
should park those urges until you are a bit older. I mean if you
were 18 and wanted to be tied up or spanked then I probably still
wouldn't do it but I would understand it better and I would be
able to tell you better how to get that urge taken care of."

"Are you saying that its OK to have those feelings and that there
are ways to do those things?"

"Well, yes, I guess its OK. I think all of us have a wide range
of feelings that are sexual in nature that don't necessarily seem
normal to others. There was a scientist named Kinsey who
essentially proved that almost all of us engage in a wide variety
of sexual behaviors that we do not admit to doing. And that all
in all, there arent' that amny different things to do actually.
So, there was a lot of hypocrisy in those people who said they
didn't engage in certain behaviors. I believe that is true and
that many people do most of the variety of things that he talked
about OR that you can imagine. I think spanking and stuff like
that is within that range of things he meant."

"OK, then I'd like to be spanked. I've been thinking about it and
I think I would like it. I would like to be tied up too but I can
do that on my own, at least for now but spanking is kind of tough
to do alone. I don't really trust anyone else I know with this
right now."

Becky has always been mature for her age even when I knew her at
a younger age but I was kind of amazed by what I was hearing. But
I knew full well that the sexual life of young kids was way more
sophisticated than we adults thought it was. I remember my own
childhood. I was masturbating at age 4 and my mother was giving
me shit for it. I was playing doctor with the neighborhood girls
when I was 5 or 6. There was a baby sitter who played with my
little boy hard on when I was 7 or maybe 8. By Becky's age at 12
I had had a bondage and sexual experience with my best friend's
step mom. The bondage part only happened once but the sex with
her when my friend and I were alone with her went on for a few
weeks one summer. I remember the being tied part while her
forcing sex on me as one of the most enjoyable experiences I ever
had.

"OK, I said. I will do what ever you like. For me though you have
to also agree that you can't tell anyone particularly your
parents. I love your mother and I would like to grow old with
her. If she knew that I touched you in any way, even to spank you
she would put my clothes out at the curb with the garbage and
change the locks."

"Yes, our secret. I think I could get in a lot more trouble than
you if this got out."

Becky got up from the recliner and came over to the sofa and lay
across me putting her middle right on top of my lap. More
importantly of course was that her pussy was very much ON my lap
or on my dick as it were. My dick had already been semi hard from
watching Becky squirm around in her little two piece bathing
suit. When she climbed onto my lap and stuck her bum in my face
and pressed her pussy onto my dick I was close to losing my
composure.

As my erection grew, and grow it did, there was nothing in my
nylon swim trunks with the mesh lining to restrain it. Her little
bikini bottoms were no thicker than my trucks so basically there
were two thin pieces of nylon weight material between my dick and
her pussy as she positioned herself for a spanking on my lap.

From the top side it was even worse. As she had crawled onto my
lap and squirmed around to get ready for her paddling, her little
bikini bottom had ridden up into her cunt and bum crack giving
her what had to be a very uncomfortable wedgy. She didn't seem to
notice though but from my vantage point, most of her bum was
bare, her suit was up around her waist and her swim suit seemed
to be more like a thong pushed up into her crack.

"How many whacks would you like?" I asked so that I could figure
out when this would be over and I could run off to the bathroom
and jack off to relieve myself from the physical pressure and the
mental fantasy I was having.

"Twenty hits, please." She said.

"OK, twenty it is. Let me know if I'm hurting you, doing it too
hard."

"Sure, don't worry, you are not going to hurt me. Will you please
hold my wrists together real tight with your other hand?" She
asked, putting them behind her back and crossing them.

I wrapped my left hand around her wrists and started to spank her
with my bare right hand and it landed on mostly bare bum. After a
couple of them, she reacted by thrusting her hips downward away
from the slap. That had the result of pushing against my dick
that was growing larger by the minute as I admired her legs and
nearly bare bum and great looking back and gangly little girl
legs stretched out on the sofa.

After a couple more whacks on her bottom, I noticed that her hip
thrusting had become independent of my spanking and in fact had
increased in speed a bit doing roughly three or four thrusts for
each of my whacks. By the time I reached ten spanks, her hips
were thrusting into my lap and hard prick at a very rapid pace.

With no words between us and my stopping entirely the spanking,
Becky went on thrusting her pussy over my erection which was
pushing my trunks out like a tent pole and poking her obviously
right in her sweet spot.

"I stopped the spanking." I finally said breathlessly.

"I know but you still owe me some." She said. "But you don't have
to do it now."

Her breathing as controlled and rhythmic as mine.

At that point she picked up the pace of her thrusting that was
masturbating both of us. I could barely resist the urge to rape
her. I was as close as I can ever remember to losing control of
myself in a sexual situation.

Both of us came at about the same time. I squirted into my swim
trunks making a large wet circle on the front of them and as I
discovered shortly quite a mess of jism in my pubic hair and in
my pants.

Her orgasm was somewhat dryer but only barely. She shuddered a
couple of times, arched her back and pushed her pussy into my
dick with a lot of force.

Verbally all I really heard from her was a gasp as she sucked
air.

She got off of me and had a big smile on her face. I looked at
the crotch of her bikini and it was soaking wet. Wasn't sure if
that was from her juices or mine because the front of my trunks
were soaked.

"People are going to think we peed our pants, huh?" She said.

"I hope that's all they think we did." I said.

"Thanks for the spanking."

"Sure, any time, really though maybe next time we can take off
our suits so that we don't make a mess in them." I suggested with
a smirk on my face.

"Yes, I'd like that too." She said. And we headed off to separate
rooms to clean up.

Becky's Self Bondage Malfunction

"Oh, I'm so glad it's you Thom." My 12 year old step daughter
said as I came down the hall way toward the bed rooms whistling
distractedly as I typically do. "Come into my bedroom please."
I found Becky hog tied on her bed. She only had on a tee shirt
and a pair of white panties. I'm pretty sure that I saw a damp
shadow on the panties at about the spot where her little pussy
might leak into her panties if she were excited. Her legs were
tied together at her ankles and her knees. Her arms were behind
her back and secured at the wrists with a pair of toy handcuffs.
There was a rope attached to the handcuff chain at one end and
the ankle ropes at the other, effectively pulling her feet up to
her hands. There was a 12 inch ruler lying next to her on the
bed.

"How did this happen?" I said. "Did someone do this to you?"

"I did it to myself. Since that time you spanked me and it made
me feel so good, and you too" she giggled, "I've been tying
myself up and spanking myself."

"Is that what the ruler is for?"

"Yes, I reach it with my hands behind me and slap my bum until I
feel pain and pleasure and then I usually release my right hand
from the cuffs and masturbate myself silly. The cuffs are jammed
and I can't get my wrists out. I was so afraid mom would be home
first and she would catch me like this. I know you understand
these things."

"Well sure. I used to play self bondage games myself when I was
your age. Remember I told you my best friend and I used to get
tied up by his step mother and she would do things with us and
get us all off? After that I used to tie myself up sometimes and
fantasize the great sex I had with her."

"Oh, that's right, I forgot, tell me the story again."

"Well, she caught us masturbating with some dirty magazines when
we were 12 just like you and she tied us up to control us and
separate us so that she could have sex with us. After that time,
she did it to us every time the three of us were together without
his dad around which was a lot because his dad was always working
but she didn't tie us up anymore after the first time. Anyway,
she was only 10 years older than we were and younger that his dad
by 10 years too. After that I used to try to convince baby
gsitters to tie me up or to let me tie them up. Sometimes I was
successful and then we'd have fun.

"Do you still tie yourself up or do you and mom do this?"

"No, your mom wouldn't understand this stuff." I said. "I think
you either like these kinds of sexual turn-on and HAVE to have it
or you don't and it doesn't make any sense at all to you. What
would you like me to do?"

"I'd like you to paddle me with the ruler and then diddle with me
the way you said you did the baby sitter and make me have an
orgasm. Would you do that for me? If you want, I could do the
same to you after and then we'd both feel good and no one has to
know."

"Well I guess so." I said having mixed feelings about where this
was going but shortly all of the blood in my head would be in my
prick and there would not be enough left for me to have any
thoughts what-so-ever.

"Oh thanks so much. It won't take long for me to come. I'm very
aroused. I just sort of lost it when I realized I couldn't get my
hand lose to masturbate. Will you get naked for me and pull down
my panties when you spank me? I think about seeing a man –sort of
older like you- with a big penis hanging over me when I do this."

All caution was abandoned at that remark. I quickly stripped off
my clothes, releasing my burgeoning cock which promptly became
immensely hard. Becky starred at it and I could see her thighs
squeeze together around her pussy. She was clearly aroused by the
site of it and her bondage and anticipation of the spanking.

I gently pushed up her tee shirt and pulled the front of it over
her head. I couldn't get it completely off since her arms were
bound in the back but her chest was completely exposed. Her
little titty bumps were not even a hand full and mostly consisted
of the aureoles but her nipples were erect. I then took two hands
and wiggled down her panties about half way down her thighs to
the ropes that secured her knees together. In her hog tied
position her hairless mound was protruding and I thought I could
make out an engorged clit emerging from the lips. I had been
correct about her panties being wet. They were, in fact, soaked.
I kneeled on the bed facing her so that my hard-on was nearly in
her face. I picked up the ruler in my right hand and began to
spank her bare bottom.

"Harder please." She pleaded.

Following her request, I put a little more strength into the next
few. After about ten or twelve swats, I used the index finger of
my left hand to probe her labia looking for her clit. As I
suspected it was erect and nearly protruding from her pussy lips.
With just a couple more whacks and some vigorous finger
movements, she shuddered to a full orgasm, pulling her body tight
against the ropes that bound her little body.

"OK, your turn."

I untied her and loosened the handcuffs enough to get them off of
her wrists. She pulled off her tee shirt and let her panties slip
to the floor. She told me to lay on my back on the bed. I was
still very hard just being naked with her and spanking her and
fingering her while she was bound in a hog tie was a great
turn-on. When I lay on my back, my cock stood tall and erect like
a flag pole. She tied my wrists about my head to the bed post and
secured my ankles to the foot of the bed.

"How do I rub your thing to get you off?"

"The sensitive skin is underneath the head on the shaft. Can you
rub it with the palm of your hand while your hand is wrapped
around it? You can also kiss it if you like or put it in your
mouth."

"In my mouth like this?" she asked as she opened her mouth wide
and put it over the head of my engorged cock.

"Yes, pretty much like that." I said breathlessly. "That feels
great. I'll tell you before I come." It really only took a couple
of sloppy licks and rubs and I was warning her to clear the deck
for he was about to blow like the geyser Old Faithful.

"Wow what a gooey mess. What if it had gone off in my mouth?"

"It's a good source of protein. Its less messy if you just
swallow it when you make a guy cum. We better get cleaned up and
put this stuff away before your mom comes home. Shall we just
throw on our suits and shower outside?"

"Great idea. Can we tie each other up again sometime? Its so much
better than just doing it by yourself. You get to get off while
you are still helplessly bound."

"Well, we'll see." I said hesitantly. "We've kind of innocently
and I'm not saying intentionally, really gotten in pretty deep
here. I mean I've just committed second degree sexual abuse of a
minor."

"Oh, its OK, really. I'm not going to tell anyone about this."
She said. "I'm having way too much fun to screw this up."

The Naughty Girl Gets Her Due

My 12 year old step daughter and I had been anticipating a time
when both her mother AND her father would be away on business or
with sick relatives or whatever at the same time so that she
would have no choice but to stay with me. And we would be
undisturbed for some length of time to play some BDSM games that
we have been whispering about for weeks.

Our secret relationship began quite innocently over the summer
but has continued because we both are very aroused by being tied
up and spanking and the creation and release of the accompanying
sexual tension.

"That was Becky's dad, Thom." My wife said as she put down the
phone. "He said that he has to be away this coming weekend at a
conference. I told him what lousy timing since I have to go visit
my aunt. I don't think she's going to live much longer and this
is the only time that I can get away and see her. I'm sorry, that
you'll be stuck with Becky."

"Oh that's fine. She'll probably stay at a friend's house anyway
or have one or two over here. She won't be any problem at all."
And if she is, I'll tie her to a rafter in the basement and whip
her black and blue, I thought to myself as my cock grew in my
pants. I got up to get a cold drink to distract myself from my
fantasy but my wife caught the bulge in my pants.

"Feeling amorous hon? I might have a bit of time before I need to
leave for the meeting tonight. Or were you thinking you might
rape my daughter while her parents were out of town?"

"Well you probably shouldn't trust me with your daughter but I
was really thinking that the outfit you are wearing is pretty
sexy and I wouldn't mind getting my hands underneath it."

My wife and I have been married for ten years now. Becky was just
two when her mother left her father. She is an only child but has
grown up quite unspoiled and very mature, which is an attribute
of her intelligence more than anything.

"You touch my daughter and you are dead meat but as for me, why
don't you tell me what you have in mind?"

"What I have in mind is squatting over your face and having my
cock in your mouth. But before you do, I will expose some of your
body parts so that I can fully appreciate your assets which are
appreciable." My hard on was really about doing something similar
to Becky but for now her mother would do. I would just close my
eyes and pretend. Having had a blow job from both of them, I had
found their technique quite similar even though the one I had
from Becky was her first one as far as I knew.

Her mom likes to suck cock and masturbate herself more than she
likes to fuck. I believe this has to do with her being sexualized
as a young child, at the age of four in fact, and that oral sex
is about the only kind of non-violent sex you can have with
someone that age.

It was her older brothers and their friends who abused her and
from what she reports, they didn't fuck her until she was much
older. They would diddle her little cunt though and fuck her in
the mouth pretty regularly. She reported that they didn't ever
put their cocks in her ass but they did put fingers and dildos in
her bum as well as her cunt. They broke her hymen with a dildo
and kept using larger ones in hopes that she could be stretched
enough for their cocks. They were in their teens. She just became
accustomed to giving blow jobs for them and apparently satisfying
herself at the same time.

"I think I'll take off a few things and leave on a few things
that might interest you and then I'll take care of you. Just let
me run and get the vibrator. Be right back babe."

I put a soft a pillow on the floor and took off everything but my
under pants. I like to reveal my cock in its full splendor if I
can. I think it creates a bit of mystery and is more dramatic for
the person I'm with to see it in its full splendor rather than
growing like the weeds.

She came back with the vibrator and had stripped down to her
thong and thigh high hose. She knows how both of them turn me
own. I pointed to the pillow and she lay down on it. I squatted
down and pulled her thong down halfway to her knees exposing her
pussy. She keeps it shaved for me. I really don't think that she
would of her on volition. She says it itches when the hair starts
to grow in if she doesn't shave it regularly. She is very petite
and with a shaved pussy, and every other part cleaned shaved, I
can more easily pretend she's prepubescent.

"Go ahead and masturbate hon. You look terrific. I want to just
watch a bit before I do anything, OK?"

"You don't have to ask me twice sweetie." She said and started in
on her clit with her purple vibrator shaped like a penis. I
watched her for a little bit, bearing down hard on her hairless
pussy, naked except for her thong part way down her thighs and
the tocking covered legs. When I thought I was ready I pulled
down my under pants and my cock stood at full attention. I
squatted over her stomach pumped it a few times. This always
seems to get her engine going. I imagine that her brothers and
their buddies jacked themselves off over her naked body much like
I am when she was little. She had a roaring orgasm almost
immediately and when it was over I scooted up a bit and put my
cock in her mouth. That move got her off a second time. I rocked
my hips for a few minutes fucking her mouth deeply until I was
ready to come. She kept working her pussy with the vibrator. I
pulled out just at the last minute and came on her face and tits.
That did the trick and she came a third time.

I was, of course, thinking of Becky the whole time and a scene
that was much different than my fucking her face. Becky and I had
been talking about what we would do if we were ever left alone
for an extended period of time.

She and I started reading alt.sex.stories, particularly ones with
bondage and adults with children. We had fantasized four scenes
that we were going to play out and had managed to purchase the
toys and clothes that we would need for them. I know that if you
have the right costume the part plays itself but in the case of
these role plays, the two of us couldn't be more ready to play
our parts to the max.

I had insisted that our sex not result in vaginal intercourse. I
knew that she had lost her hymen as a young child, slipping on
the edge of a pool taking swimming lessons, her vagina hitting
the pool edge as she fell. Her thinking about that was that she
had already lost her virginity and that there was nothing
preventing us from true intercourse. I was feeling that we had
already crossed too many lines and that she should have control
of her first lover in a different context then this one.
Reluctantly she agreed to that rule.

We had entitled the scenes: The Naughty Girl Gets Her Due, Dr.
Thom's Dungeon, Mistress Becky Exacts Her Revenge, and Kidnapped
to the Woods. .

When we made up the scenes and secretly purchased all of the
toys, we never really imagined that we would have an entire
weekend to ourselves. But it seemed as if we would be together
from Friday until Sunday afternoon afterall. Enough time I
thought to act out all of the scenes. Even at my age I would
probably be able to come a few times in there especially since I
would be with a 12 year old female who was as into BDSM as much
as I was.

We had only had one time when we were really alone – the time I
discovered her when her self bondage had malfunctioned. Between
then and now we had only caught brief moments together. Becky
carries a foot long piece of rope with her and if we had a little
bit of time that we though could go undetected, she would ask me
to tie her hands behind her back and diddle with her pussy until
she came. I was always happy to oblige. If we had time she would
return the favor with my hands tied and her hands relieving my
urges with my cock out my fly.

I was dieing for Becky to call and as luck would have it she did
right after my wife left for her evening meeting.

"Hi, can you talk?" She said when I answered the phone.

"Sure, mom is out at a meeting. Do you believe it? Two nights and
a day and a half?"

"No, not yet. Pinch me please so that I know I'm awake. Actually,
pinch my tits with a clothes pin while I'm bound tightly with as
much rope as you can find and then I will know I'm awake. I can't
wait for the weekend. I can't believe we have to wait a whole
week"

"I know, its going to be a long week. I'm certain I won't be able
to concentrate on a thing at work."

Which turned out to be true. I mostly floated through my
responsibilities until Friday afternoon came and I hurried home
as quickly as I could. I had said goodbye to Becky's mom in the
morning as she left for her aunt's. Becky's dad would be dropping
her off as soon as I got home.

I hit the shower as soon as I got home and washed off the work
day and tried to clear my mind of all the apprehension,
hesitation, and down right fear of what I was about to engage in.
I wondered if this is what most pedophiles wrestled with as they
were about to engage their victim or if the typical purp didn't
have a conscience about it.

I finally let myself off the hook completely by saying that we
had already crossed the line with our sexual contact and that
whatever we did after that was just more of the same. And though
it wouldn't make a difference in a court of law, Becky was the
one who was pushing the envelope here.

"Hi." I greeted her and we both turned, smiled, and waved at dad
as he pulled away. As soon as the door was closed, she gave me
quick peck on the cheek. Even though we've had sex so to speak,
we haven't really been passionate with one another.

"Are you ready to get going I said or do you want to eat or do
something else?" Didn't want to appear to anxious but had quite a
bit of pent up desire going even though I had been jacking off
every chance I got, thinking about this moment.

"No, I want to do the first scene, I can't wait really and maybe
we can eat before we do start the second one, OK?"

"Fine by me. See this lump in my pants?"

"Great, give me five minutes to change and then I'll meet you in
the family room."

"Wait, do you remember our safe word in case you need to stop the
scene?"

"Banana split and thanks for doing all of this for me. I can't
begin to tell you how much this means to me." This was followed
by another quick, chaste kiss. I was thinking that I might like
our relationship to move beyond the game playing stage but
realizing how impossible it all was, I was determined to enjoy it
for what it was becoming.

"Hi, I'm home. How is my little girl tonight? Have you been a
good little girl today?"

"No daddy, I haven't been good at all even though I tried really,
really hard. I lost my homework and sassed my teacher when she
gave me grief about it."

Becky was kneeling on the other side of the family room from the
door. She was wearing a too small two piece bathing suit so that
it was stretched tight over her little titty nubs and pussy.
Though I couldn't see it clearly from where I was standing, I
knew that I would soon have a good view of her body through the
thin, taunt material of the bikini.

"Well, I guess daddy will have to punish you. You know this will
hurt me more than it will hurt you. I'll get what we need and
then I'll call you."

I quickly rounded up a collar with a leash and wrist and ankle
cuffs. The cuffs could easily be hooked together quickly
immobilizing the wearer's limbs and had hooks so that ropes or
chains could be attached to secure someone to something. Becky
had already retrieved the riding crop. She would be crawlig over
to me shortly with it in her mouth.

"OK, daddy is ready to punish his little princess. Crawl over
here and bring the riding crop."

She did as commanded. When she got to where I was standing, I
took the riding crop from her mouth told her to kneel and put on
the cuffs and the collar. When she was finished, she got back on
all fours and grabbing the lead I began to walk her like a dog
while she crawled along side me. We began to circle the room and
every couple of steps we took, I would give her a bit of a whack
with the riding crop. Becky would let out a bit of a whimper when
I did but follow it with a "thank you daddy." After a couple of
circles of the family room, we stopped.

"Thank you daddy, I feel a lot better now."

"Daddy's had a very long day and now he has had to punish you
instead of being able to relax so you will now have to do
something to make daddy feel better and start to relax and enjoy
the weekend."

"Oh, yes daddy, anything that daddy wants, please let me do
something to make you feel better and to make up for being such a
naughty girl today."

"OK, kneel down on this pillow and put your hands behind your
back." I said as I threw a sofa cushion on the floor. She climbed
up onto the cushion and kneeled erect with her hands behind her.
I stooped down and hooked both the wrist cuffs and the ankle
cuffs together.

"Daddy will first make himself comfortable sweetie and then I
will make you more comfortable." I stood in front of her and
undressed. Her little bikini which wouldn't be with her long
anyway was so small that everything beneath it was revealed. I
could plainly see her little budding titty nips which were erect
in anticipation and the outline of the lips of her pussy. The
sight of her bound and kneeling and nearly naked body and what
was about to transpire was incredibly arousing and I couldn't get
undressed quickly enough.

Finally, I released my cock from my underpants and it sprang up
in her face. "Oh daddy please may I have that in my mouth?"

"Of course honey but first I want you to be more comfortable too.
That suit must feel awfully tight on you."

"Oh yes daddy, please take it off of me."

I unsnapped the top of the bikini in the back and bared her
chest. I pinched her erect nipples a bit. I then kneeled down and
pulled her bottoms down off of her bare pussy a few inches down
her thighs, leaving it at half mast. I first rubbed and then
probed her little slit with my fingers. She was moist and started
to push into my hand to masturbate herself.

"Not yet honey." I said. "If you are a good girl and make daddy
very happy then he will help you out with your problem between
your legs."

"Oh yes daddy anything, just touch me and get me off, please,
please." I was kind of amazed that Becky was staying in character
because I could tell how aroused she had gotten. I was wondering
if I would be able to do the same when it was my turn to be
helplessly bound and sexually teased.

I stepped in front of her and rubbed the head of my cock on her
lips and face. I gently slid it between her lips going no deeper.
I just wanted her lips around the head and her tongue licking a
bit. I wasn't interested in fucking her mouth deeply.

"Move your tongue over the bottom of my dick sweetie."

And she did very sweetly and gently and when I was feeling like I
might cum, I pulled out and rubbed my cock and exploded onto her
face and chest.

"Please touch me now daddy, I'm going to die if you don't touch
me'

I helped her lay down on her side and I inserted a couple of
fingers in her slit and found her engorged clit. I stimulated it
and shortly she and I had found a rhythm that was working for her
and she shuddered to an orgasm.

"Oh thanks but don't stop now." She panted.

"One more by me and then you can help your self to the rest." I
pulled her ankles up to her bound wrists and hooked the sets of
cuffs together putting her into a hog tie. I slid the bikini
bottoms down to her ankles and turned her over onto her back.
Laying on her hands and feet tucked up had the affect of
spreading her legs far apart at the knees leaving me a delicious
view of her nubile pussy. I wanted to have a taste of her in this
excited state. This was the first time I had used my mouth and
tongue on her sex. I licked up her slit from bottom to top and
finding her clit, took it into my mouth, licking and sucking. She
came again in a short time.

"Oh, yes, more, please more daddy."

"I'll let you handle the rest sweetie." I slipped an insert able
vibrator into her vagina and put the on/off switch in her bound
hands so that she could operate it herself. She turned it on
immediately and appeared to have one continuous orgasm for
several minutes. I used the time to admire the scene and pump my
returning hard on.

"OK, whew, that was great. I'm starved can we eat?" She said.

I stopped what I was doing and unhooked all of the cuffs. She
took out the vibrator and kicked off her bikini bottom. Noticing
my erection she said. "Do you want me to help with that? You can
stick it in Thom if you like."

"Oh, I'm tempted but I still think we should stop short of that
for now anyway. I'll take care of this later or tomorrow when we
get into the next scene. What do you want to eat?"

Dr. Thom's Dungeon

My 12 year old step daughter and I had waited weeks to be alone
from her parents so that we could act out some BDSM fantasies
that we had made up. We had engaged in some casual sex and
bondage and spanking but we hoped that we could do some serious
role playing together. We finally got our opportunity when her
mother and father both needed to be out of town at the same time
and over a weekend to boot.

It was pretty late on Friday evening when we finished the first
scene and we ordered a pizza and watched an old movie on
television. The second scene that we had agreed on was called Dr.
Thom's Dungeon and began with Becky sleeping overnight in the
basement, naked, chained by her hands to the wall, bare mattress,
blanket, and bucket for her bath room. This was all her idea, we
had picked our own scenes. She said she wanted to be in a
despairing mood when it came to the torture that was going to
follow the next morning.

I got her all prepared and left her there in the dark. She gave
me another chaste kiss and I was beginning to feel a bit like a
scorned lover. Not sure what I was expecting. Wasn't all of this
attention and sex affecting her the same way it was me? I had a
miserable night and could hardly sleep. I kept wanting to go down
to her and get into bed with her or have her come up and get into
bed with me. I think now that I wanted to do that for my own good
and not for hers. I was, of course, falling in love with my 12
year step daughter and she just wanted to play BDSM sex games.
When I woke her in the morning, she had slept terrifically.

Scene begins:

I'm wearing only a pair of black sweat pants to get a little bit
of the torturer look. I wake Becky up by taking the blanket off
of her and shaking her. Its pretty early in the morning for her
to be up so she is a bit disoriented. After a tad, she figures
out what's happening and says she has to pee.

"Right, here you go." I handed her the bucket and she squats over
it and relieves herself. If she was embarrassed or the least bit
humiliated by this as she was supposed to be, she didn't seem so.
It aroused me though, of course, the dirty old man so my dick
made a tent out of the sweat pants and I wanted to pull the down
and pull on my cock.

"Do I get something to eat?" She asks me.

"Here is some bread and an apple. That's all for now. I don't
want you to have too much in your stomach for what's ahead for
you."

"Right." She says.

She eats what I give her on the mattress and I lead her over to
another part of the basement where I have placed some eye hooks
in the joists and there are some supporting poles. For our games,
I've created a spot where a person can be bound standing and
spread eagle with arms and legs extended. I fasten her wrist and
ankle cuffs to the ropes and pull each of them tight, pulling
Becky's limbs as tight as I can against them turning her into the
letter X.

She looks very vulnerable and I might see a bit of a tear forming
as I pull the last leg tight and it pulls her pussy lips apart a
bit. But she stays in scene and doesn't use our escape phrase to
get out of her predicament. We both wanted to use ball gags in
our bondage scenes but we both agreed that we wanted to be able
to abort them if they were overwhelming us so left the gags out
for this time anyway.

"Well, pain slut, you asked for this and here it comes. Is there
any reason I should not give you what you asked for and what you
deserve?"

"No, please. I want everything I have coming to me." She said.

I started by clipping clothes pins on her little tittie bumps and
then to her vagina lips. This hurt for sure and I could see more
tears forming. Her dedication to seeing this through must have
had to do with teenage (almost teenage in this case)
stubbornness. When she actually became a teenager she would be a
force to be reckoned with.

I couldn't keep my cock in my pants at this point so I stepped
around back of her and slipped them off. There was no sex for me
or her at this point of the scene. I was tempted to masturbate
but wanted to resist desperately until the second part. I went up
behind her though, adlibbing and put my hard-in between her
thighs so that the head stuck out the front at the bottom of her
slit.

"Look you have a dick." I said and she looked down and giggled
despite the pain she must have been feeling. She tried hard to
contract her pussy over my dick so I expected she also was
aroused but her legs spread apart as far as they were prevented
her much movement.

I stepped back and grabbed our friend the riding crop and I
started to whack her on the back and bum with it. I then stepped
around the front and used it on her chest, pussy, and inner
thighs that were spread eagle quite far. This must have been
quite painful and had her in tears though she didn't once cry out
or try to get out of the scene. Since I had something similar
coming up next, she was setting an example that I wasn't sure I
could live up to.

I was so aroused by this scene that I was anxious to move along
to the next part that had sex in it for both of us. I undid her
limbs from the ropes and took her back to the mattress that she
had slept on. There were hooks at the head to rebind her hands
and there were hooks in the ceiling for her ankles. Attaching her
ankles and pulling on the ropes resulted in her legs being spread
wide apart up in the air making a wide V above the mattress and
her butt being suspended off of the bed a few inches. I put a
pillow under her bum to support her a bit. Her cunt and her bum
hole were about six inches off of the mattress and quite
prominently in view.

I lubricated a butt plug and worked it into the exposed rosebud.
Becky squirmed and moaned as I did. I couldn't resist again
putting my mouth on her little girl slit and licking and sucking
on it looking for her sweet spot which wasn't hard to find in her
aroused state.

"Oh,please make me come Thom, I don't think I can stand it
anymore. I am so horny, I need to come so badly, please, please."
She begged.

"Coming right up hon." I reached for the insert-able vibrator,
slid it into her very moist vagina and put the on/off switch in
to her bound hands above her head. I heard it come on immediately
and she began to rock her hips the best she could against her
restraints and sigh in rolling orgasms.

It was also impossible for me to wait any longer. I straddled her
chest and teased her mouth with my very hard dick. I brushed it
over her panting lips and pushed it in just a tiny bit so that
her lips were just over the head of it.

"Just flick your tongue underneath it sweetie." I said and she
was able to concentrate a bit on me as she had another of a long
series of orgasms that shook her body. I didn't need much to get
me over anyway and I pulled out and started to pump. I blasted a
load onto her face and little titty bumps and tummy which got her
coming yet again. Just like mom I thought. I wondered if I was
the first after all or someone else had beat me to it and she
just hadn't admitted to it. I would have to explore that later.

Scene ends.

I pulled the vibrator and butt plug out of Becky's orifices and
released her from her restraints.

"Was that what you had in mind?" I asked as she lay back on the
bed seemingly exhausted. I was sitting upright on the bed next to
her. It occurred to me that this was the first time in all of
this that we were sort of casually together on a bed and
completely naked – sort of reminiscing.

"Oh boy, better than I expected. You did your part perfectly. I
feel so satisfied. Your scene is next and then the last one I'm
really looking forward to. I'm starved, can we eat before we
start your scene?"

"For sure, I'm hungry too. This stuff really takes it out of
you."

She reached up and put her hands around my neck and pulled my
face down to hers and gave me a sloppy, open mouth kiss. I
returned it, being not just a little bit in love with my wife's
12 year old daughter.

Mistress Becky Exacts Her Revenge

My 12 year old step daughter and I had waited weeks to be alone
from her parents so that we could act out some BDSM fantasies
that we had made up. We had engaged in some casual oral and
masturbatory sex and bondage and spanking but we hoped that we
could do some serious role playing together. We finally got our
opportunity when her mother and father both needed to be out of
town at the same time and over a weekend to boot.

We had just finished our third scene where she was the victim of
severe bondage and sexual torture that left us both spent. Now it
was my turn to be the victim and her turn to be the purp.
"Was that what you had in mind?" I asked as she lay back on the
bed seemingly exhausted. I was sitting upright on the bed next to
her. It occurred to me that this was the first time in all of
this that we were sort of casually together on a bed and
completely naked – and talking naturally.

"Oh boy, better than I expected. You did your part perfectly. I
feel so satisfied. Your scene is next and then the last one. I'm
really looking forward to it. The last scene is the most extreme
of all of them. Its good that we will do it after a good night's
sleep tomorrow. I'm starved, can we eat before we start your
scene?"

"For sure, I'm hungry too. This stuff really takes it out of
you."

She reached up and put her hands around my neck and pulled my
face down to hers and gave me a sloppy, open mouth kiss. I
returned it, being not just a little bit in love with my wife's
12 year old daughter.

We got dressed, sort of in bath robes and had some lunch. We
rested a bit and then started the next to last scene part way
through the afternoon. We went to separate rooms to get ready.
I put on a pair of my wife's panties. They were to be as frilly
and feminine as possible. The only other thing I was to wear was
the wrist and ankle cuffs so that I could be bound as quickly as
possible. I was to enter the family room on all fours.

Scene begins:

I crawled into the family room and Becky was sitting in a chair
across the way. She was wearing a leather halter top and very
short leather skirt. The skirt was so short that it didn't even
pretend to cover what was underneath which was a garter belt
holding up a pair of thigh high dark hose and nothing else. Her
bare, hairless pussy was quite visible peeking out from under the
skirt with her legs spread purposely apart quite wide to drive me
insane by the sight of it. . Her outfit was completed by a pair
of spiked high heel shoes.

"Come over here little boy. I have work for you and I also want
to show you what a stupid, inconsiderate brat you've been all day
by punishing you." Becky said, in a tone that made me believe
that she was enjoying her lines.

I crawled over to where she was sitting and sat back on my
haunches in front of her. The riding crop appeared out of no
where and she asked me to turn my ass around so that she could
reach it without exerting herself. She whacked me on the ass a
few times to show me her displeasure with me.

Then she put her legs up on the arms of the chair, exposing her
bare pussy to my view and told me to suck on her clit and lick
her slit from bottom to top and make her come.

This was all said as a form of command to make me subservient to
her but I couldn't imagine anything I'd rather be doing at that
moment then eating her little girl pussy, smelling her little
girl smells. She admonished me though that I could not touch
myself and that I had to leave my little inadequate dick inside
of my feminine panties.

I have to say I still enjoyed myself quite a bit eating out her
pussy and she came more than once while I was doing it. She added
quite a bit to my pleasure by wrapping her legs around my neck,
putting the heels of her shoes onto my back and hitting me
randomly with the riding crop.

By this time my dick was fully engorged and fighting to get out
of the panties I was wearing. I desperately wanted to touch
myself or have her do so and I started to beg.

"Oh mistress Becky can I please play with myself? I need to come
or at least touch myself a little."

"You know what I said about that junior. I guess we'll have to
make it so you aren't tempted at all to disobey me. Stand up and
put your arms behind your back. We're going to the dungeon so you
can be properly restrained."

I did as instructed and she clasped the wrist cuffs together so
that my hands were bound behind me. She slapped my on the back
with the riding crop.

"Move along young man."

We headed to the basement stairs and I walked down ahead of her.
She nudged me along toward the spot where I had tied her standing
up spread eagle in the morning by slapping my butt every few
seconds with the riding crop. She first secured my ankle cuffs to
the post ropes and pulled them as hard as she could, spreading my
legs painfully apart. Then she did the same with the wrist cuffs.

Being helplessly bound this way excited me terribly and
accentuated my erection that was trapped in the panties causing
me a great deal of pain.

"Would you like to be rid of those panties little man?" Becky
asked in her tough pretend voice.

"Yes, please, please." I said not at all needing to role play my
discomfort or sincerity even knowing full well that exposing my
dick would create other opportunities for her.

Becky went to the work bench and brought back a box cutter. She
first pulled the crotch of the panties out from between my legs
and cut it. My dick snapped to attention, pushing out the
material. It was such a relief to be out of that trap. She then
cut the waist band at each leg and threw the panties aside.

I didn't think I could get any more aroused but being bound
spread eagle completely naked with a huge boner in front of a
sexy dressed twelve year old girl in spiked high heels with a
riding crop in her hand was incredible. I was desperate to have
my dick touched and started to beg for it.

"Please touch me or let me masturbate. I'm dieing here."

"Let me see if I can take your mind off of your dick."
Becky grabbed up the clothespins that I had dropped on the floor
from my torturing her in the morning and began to apply them
judiciously to part of my body. One went on to each of my
nipples. Then one on the inner thigh of each leg just below my
balls. The pain was beginning to distract me from my erection but
it was the one being applied to the bottom of my scrotum by
pulling the skin a way from my nuts that did the trick.

"AAAAHHHH." I screamed.

"If you are going to make a lot of noise baby there will be hell
to pay."

I took several deep breathes and vowed to try to keep still.
Becky had been very brave and hardly let out a whimper when I
pinned her similarly earlier in the day. Even though we had
agreed on no gags, Becky symbolically picked up the torn panties
and told me to open my mouth and she shoved them in a bit. This
was very helpful because it gave me something to bite down on to
brace myself for the part that was coming next.

Becky picked the riding crop up and whacked me on the back and
under my spread arms, around my breasts that were already sore
from the clothes pins and finally on the head of my dick that was
by now pretty limp. She had certainly taken my mind off of my
cock for now. But my interest in it and getting off was about to
return and it would be the ultimate test of my stamina.

Becky removed all of the clothes pins which was a great relief. I
panted with the pleasure I felt in having them gone. She took the
panties out of my mouth and began rubbing the silky fabric on the
red spots where the clothes pins had been, starting with my
nipples and arms and working down to my legs.

By the time she got to my balls, my dick was plenty hard again.
She rubbed the panties over the head a few times providing no
relief and making things worse.

"Ok, I'm going to release your left hand but you can not touch
yourself until I give you permission. If I catch you touching
yourself, your hand gets bound back up and you will have to wait
five minutes for this part to begin again. When I give you
permission, you can jack yourself off for me. I want you to
squirt your stuff into a bowl because you are going to drink it
before I release you. Do you understand?"

"Perfectly. I'll be good, you'll see. Please hurry though." She
untied my left hand and she placed it behind my back. Releasing
my left hand is particularly diabolic because I'm right handed
and its my right hand that is expert in jacking me off.

Then the show began. Becky undid the leather halter top in the
back and slipped it off of her baring her chest with her little
titty knobs. Then she unzipped the skirt and let it fall to the
ground, stepping out of it. She was left standing in a garter
belt, thigh high hose and spiked heels. I think if I had been
lose I might have raped her on the spot but I was still bound at
three points and I wasn't about to move my free hand because I
wanted to come as soon as possible.

In order to make it more difficult for me though, Becky lay down
in front of me on an exercise mat and spread her legs far apart,
holding them under her knees, giving me an unobstructed view of
her hairless pussy mound and rose bud. Then she lowered her feet
to the matt and went at her pussy with her right hand, fingering
herself and then masturbating her clit with two fingers. She
moistened her middle finger of her free hand in her mouth and
probed her back hole with it, reaching under her leg to get at
it.

She got a good rhythm going with both hands and soon had a
roaring orgasm, her body shuddered and she let out a yelp.
I was mad with desire at that point and whimpering. She must have
sensed my discomfort because she jumped to her feet and grabbed
the bowl she had referred to and held it under the end of my
engorged cock.

"Ok little boy, go for it. Show me how you play with yourself.
Jack it off really hard for your mistress. Fill this bowl with
your stuff."

I didn't need a second invitation. I moved my left hand to the
head of my cock and pumped it vigorously. I started to squirt
almost immediately but I didn't stop rubbing for several minutes
after I had stopped ejaculating, my dick was in such need of
attention.

"What a good boy you've been. Here is a little reward for obeying
your mistress."

She kneeled down in front of me and put my deflating cock in her
mouth and cleaned it up with her lips and tongue. I was sorry
that she hadn't done that a minute before so that I could have
come there instead of into the bowl. Maybe, I thought if I
continue to be a good boy, she might think of it later.

"Here you go, here's a little snack just as I promised." She
tipped the bowl up to my mouth and let a glob of the jism run
into my mouth. She then took a sip herself and put her mouth on
mine and pushed her tongue into my mouth, my sperm in both of our
mouths making for a very sloppy kiss.

Scene ends.

"I need to come again but first I'll turn you lose. Will you
finger me or use your mouth?"

"Sure hon." I said. "Be happy to. Undo me and you can straddle my
face. I can't think of anything I'd rather be doing right now."

"Not even fucking me?"

"Well, that's not part of the deal is it?"

"No I guess not. By the way, if I get any of that sperm in your
mouth in my vagina and I happened to suddenly be fertile, can I
get pregnant?"

"Not a chance sweetie, I've been fixed. Vasectomy, when I started
dating your mom."

"Perfect so even if you did happen to fuck me…"

She removed the ropes securing my legs and arms and took off the
wrist and ankle cuffs. I lay down on the exercise mat on my back
and motioned for her to sit on my face. She stepped over my chest
and stood there a second letting me gaze up her stocking legs to
her little girl pussy mound.

The sight was delicious. I reached up and grabbed her hands and
pulled her down onto my face. She was soaking wet. I licked and
drank her juices and then my tongue found her erect little clit.
I put my lips around it and sucked her to an orgasm while I
pumped my dick back to an erection with my right hand.

After she came, she noticed what I was doing with my hand. "And
what have we got down here daddy? Would you like a hand with that
or maybe a mouth?"

"Any assistance you want to provide…"

Becky did a 180 so that I could continue to have my mouth on her
bum while she put her mouth over the head of my cock. After
draining myself so fully into the bowl only a bit ago I wasn't
sure if I would be able to come again but I certainly was hard
and I enjoyed her sucking on me and my sucking on her.
In the end we both came and I a couple of drops into her mouth
which she easily licked up and swallowed.

We were spent after that. It was early evening but neither of us
felt like eating and we decided to go to bed. We went back up
stairs and put our bath robes on and started our bed time
routines.

"Do you still want to play the last scene tomorrow?" I asked.
"It's pretty ambitious. It's fine with me if we do it another
time when we have a chance."

"It's been an unbelievable weekend and I'm very happy about what
we've done but I don't know when we'll have an opportunity like
this again and I really want to do the last one we've planned.
It's the best of all."

"Ok, fine by me. Let's get a good night's sleep. I'll get you up
when I wake up and after a bite to eat, we'll get started."

"Great. Say can I ask you for a big favor? I mean if you don't
mind. If you do I'll understand completely but since this is our
last night together, I mean to be alone together, could we sleep
together? I mean, can I sleep in your bed with you?" She
implored.

I didn't hesitate a second in saying yes. After we got ready for
bed, she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. We both
took off our robes and naked, climbed into bed. She lay on her
side away from me. I spooned her and put my arm over her, placing
my hand on her little breast and kissed the back of her head. She
turned her head toward me and planted a long intense kiss on my
mouth and turned back over. We both went immediately to sleep.

Kidnapped to the Woods

My 12 year old step daughter and I had waited weeks to be alone
from her parents so that we could act out some BDSM fantasies
that we had made up. We had engaged in some casual oral and
masturbatory sex and bondage and spanking but we hoped that we
could do some serious role playing together. We finally got our
opportunity when her mother and father both needed to be out of
town at the same time and over a weekend to boot.

We had played out one scene on Friday evening and two on Saturday
and we had a final one planned for Sunday before her parents
returned from their separate trips. I woke up around 6 as I
usually do to find myself naked and completely wrapped around
Becky who was also naked.

My morning tumescence had found itself between her gangly legs,
pressed up against her pussy. I was tempted to see how far I
could push it into her vagina when I realized where it was but I
had declared that no matter what else we did, actual vaginal
intercourse was something we wouldn't do.

And we had done plenty with our hands and with our mouths in
addition to tying each other up and physically and sexually
torturing one another. I had to admit that we both loved it and
couldn't get enough of it. I also had to admit that I was falling
in love with Becky and while that was troublesome for any number
of reasons, I was going with it for now.

I took advantage of the situation I found myself in and let my
free hand roam over her tight little body. Her little titty bumps
were just beginning to bud and consisted mostly of the aureoles.
Her tummy was flat as a board. Her hairless pussy mound was firm
and closed tight, just a slit. I let my finger enter it just
slightly and that woke her up.

"Oh, don't stop. Put a finger in. Just a bit higher. Touch my
sweet part."

I was a bit amazed that she woke up wanting to have sex but I
guess I shouldn't have been since I woke up with the same thought
on my mind.

"Oh what's this?" She said, grabbing the head of my cock and
pulling it toward her pussy. He's ready to go again; can I have
him inside me?"

"Well, he and I have to pee and no you can't have him inside of
you. We're not doing that remember? Anyway, we should save the
sex for later when we act our today's scene."

"You mean to tell me you wake me up with your hands all over me,
getting me excited and we're not going to have sex?"

"Remember what we're doing today? We will both get off before we
are finished with today's scene. Save your horns for the woods."

"Ok then, let's get going. Let's go pee and grab a couple of
oranges from the fridge. We have to be back here by the middle of
the afternoon, acting as if everything was normal and we mostly
ignored each other the whole weekend." She said wisely.

We both peed and brushed our teeth and climbed back into bed
naked and ate oranges. Becky is very natural with her nakedness,
not seeming shy or embarrassed about it at all. Despite our age
differences, I was beginning to feel like this was a normal state
of affairs, being naked with a twelve year old girl. I was
wondering how I was going to ever go back to the way it was
before this weekend.

Becky put on a cotton dress that was almost too small for her
that buttoned up the front. She had nothing on underneath on top
and pulled on a pair of white cotton panties on the bottom. Her
legs were bare and she wore a pair of flip flops on her feet.
Scene begins:

Becky lay down on the bed after getting dressed and I took short
pieces of rope and tied her ankles together, her knees together,
and her wrists together behind her back. I put a black scarf over
her eyes so that she couldn't see where we were going. I grabbed
some things we would need later and a bag of fresh clothes that
she had packed and took them to the car parked in the attached
garage. I then came back for Becky, carrying her bound out to the
car and laying her in the back seat. I covered her with a stadium
blanket so that no one would see her. I didn't want to have to
talk my way out of having a child bound in my back seat. I was
very careful to obey the speed limit.

We were headed to a fishing cabin on a lake a dozen miles out of
town. I had made the arrangements without her knowledge so she
really didn't know where we were going. The cabin was a couple of
miles down a gravel road with a locked gate so I thought there
was very little chance of our being interrupted in our game.
While the cabin was near the lake and visible from the water, the
woods behind the cabin were not and very isolated. That is where
most of the scene would play out.

I opened and relocked the gate behind me and drove down to the
back of the cabin. I left Becky in the car while I stowed some of
our stuff in the cabin and then I picked her bound body up out of
the back seat and walked with it over my shoulder a few hundred
yards into the woods where there was a bit of a clearing. I
picked a tree with about a 4 inch diameter, stood her up against
it and untied and retied her hands around the other side of it.
Then I took off her blindfold.

"Whew." She sucked air. "Where are we?"

"Not for you to know little girl. You're with me and there is no
one within miles of here and no one is going to turn up here and
that's all you need to know."

I removed a 10 inch hunting knife from its sheath and
methodically began cutting the buttons off her dress. First one
from the top and then one from the bottom. In between cuts, I
rubbed her little titties and pushed my hand into her crotch,
getting her excited. And getting me excited too.

When all of the buttons had gone missing, I pulled the dress back
on her arms exposing her bare chest and her little cotton
panties. Her legs bound at the knees and the ankles, her hands
secured at the wrists behind the tree. I couldn't have asked for
any more yet there was a lot more to come.

I took the hunting knife to the dress material above the
shoulders and sliced through it, tossing the dress to the side. I
continued to noodle around with her body using my hands. I pushed
into her panties and she squeezed her thighs together around my
hand and fingers that I was probing her with. Her pussy was wet
with her juices and her panties were damp.

"I have to pee." She said. "Where am I supposed to do that?"

"Right where you are."

"In my pants?"

"You bet. I was hoping you would have go."

I stood back a bit to enjoy. Becky let loose a yellow stream into
her white cotton panties that quickly saturated them and her pee
started to run down her leg.

When she was finished, I leaned over and pulled her wet panties
down to where her knees were bound together and left them there
at half staff. I kneeled down and licked her legs and pussy lips
and little slit tasting the bitterness of her piss. My tongue
darted over her clit and she pulled her thighs tight together
again in a state of arousal and pulled against the ropes binding
her to the tree.

"Make me come, please daddy. I'm really, really horny from this."

"You'll get yours after I get mine." I said trying to stay in the
scene then more gently added. "Just a little bit more hon. We've
got a couple of other things planned, remember?"

I stood up and grabbed her under the arm pits and helped her to
her knees. Her hands stayed roughly in the same place behind the
tree but it had the effect of pulling them tightly up and
thrusting her head forward. I opened my fly and pulled out my
cock. It was a relief to have it out of my pants.

On her knees, her mouth was almost perfectly placed for me to
use. I pushed the head gently into her mouth and let the lips
fall right behind it onto the sensitive skin. I let my cock play
with her lips and her tongue. I was very aroused and I knew that
it wouldn't take much time or effort for me to relieve myself.
She helped out immensely by sucking and moving her tongue on the
sweet spot under the head. It wasn't long before I was pumping
jism into her mouth. She swallowed it without difficulty.

I untied Becky's hands from the tree and tied them back again
behind her. I moved her a few feet away from the tree, put her
back on her knees and lay her face forward onto the ground. She
turned her head to the side. With her knees pulled up under her
body, her bum was sticking up and fully exposing the rose bud of
her back hole.

I knelt over her legs and reached underneath her with my left
hand and lubricated my middle finger from her juices by pushing
it into her vagina. Once it was good and wet, I slowly pushed it
into her back door until it was up to the second knuckle. Her
hole was very tight and I had a moment of thinking that I'd love
to have my dick in there instead of the finger but at her age it
would have been very painful and I wouldn't be able to hurt her
that much for my own pleasure.

I reached back around to her slit with my free hand and using two
fingers, found her clit and rubbed it underneath its head where
she is the most sensitive. With my finger fucking her ass and
masturbating her pussy, she quickly fell into a rhythm, rocking
her bum to my movements, pushing her ass onto my finger in the
back and then her little cunnie onto my two fingers in the front.
When she came it was like a cascade and both holes squeezed my
fingers as tight as they could.

Scene ends.

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you daddy. I've never come like
that before. This was a great scene. We must do it again when we
can. Being out doors, the possibility of being caught even though
I knew we wouldn't…"

"Whew, it was good. Let's get inside and clean you up." I untied
her and pulled off her soaked panties. We gathered up all of our
belongings and ran into the cabin.

The bathroom didn't have a shower, only a large, cast iron tub
with lion's claw feet. I started filling it with hot water for
her while she peed again, this time in the toilet.

"Come into the tub with me please daddy. I want to be close to
you. I don't want you very far away from me while we can be
together. I can't believe we can't go in like this forever. Fuck!
Tomorrow I have to go to school, you have to go to work and my
freekin parents will be around."

I was beginning to feel lousy about that too but wanted to stay
in the moment so that I could enjoy what time we had left
together. I quickly threw off my clothes and climbed into the tub
behind her. The hot water felt great and covered our bodies up to
our necks. I sat in the back of the tub and Becky leaned back on
me, putting her head on my shoulder. I cupped my hands over her
little titty bumps and held her tight.

After the bath, we felt drowsy and went into the bed room to see
if there was a bed made up or we could find some linens to take a
nap. We lucked out. There was a bed with sheets and a blanket on
it and we jumped naked between the sheets, spooning one another
as we had last night. We both went quickly asleep.

I woke up an odd sensation of movement and arousal. Becky had a
leg draped over my thighs and was rubbing her pussy mound on my
hip bone, masturbating herself. Her free hand was stroking my
cock which was doing what it does best even though I had been
asleep.

"Hi sweetie, do you want to play again?"

"Oh, yes daddy, please make me come again and again and never
stop coming."

I rolled her off of me onto her back and pushed up onto my knees
and hands straddling her little body underneath me. When she
realized where I was headed with this move, her eyes got very
wide.

"Thank you daddy." She mouthed silently, instinctively spread her
legs wide, wrapped her hand around my shaft and guided it home
where it fit like it was made to order.

The End