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Mandie's Attitude Adjustment
by mandie29 (kaboom3332@hotmail.com)
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Spoiled brat Mandie get sent away to get an attitude
adjustment. The cousin she's sent to will make sure
that Mandie learns to treat people better, whether she
likes it or not! (MF/f-teen, ped, nc, inc, bi, beast)
***
Mandie had just had her eleventh birthday. The only
child of wealthy parents, she was very mature for her
age…physically anyway. She was only 4'9" tall, but her
breasts had already started developing nicely, being
just big enough for her to wear an a-cup bra rather
than her old training bra. The young brunette's soft
young pussy had just begin to sprout hair. She still
had some baby fat, but it was in all the right places
to make her look like a young model.
Despite his obvious good looks, she was still very
naive about sexual things. Her parents sent her to an
all-girls school and kept her very sheltered. Because
of their desire to protect their only daughter and
because they loved her so much, they spoiled her a lot
and so she became a very selfish child.
She never cared about others, treating even her parents
like they were subservient to her. She was so self-
centered that even her doting parents were getting sick
of her attitude. In the interests of changing her
attitude, they decided to send her to live with a
distant cousin of her father: Cheyenne.
Cheyenne was the monarch of a small island country near
England. Despite her rank and responsibilities,
Cheyenne was just a young woman of only 17 years. She
had assumed the throne at an early age because of the
passing of her parents. Even though she was young, she
was well educated, strong, and intelligent. Her
subjects were completely devoted to her, and she was
devoted to them. She wasn't slighted in the looks
department either! Many often compared her to Denise
Richards.
Because of the small size of the country, and its
political neutrality, it was virtually ignored by the
rest of the world, and the citizens liked it that way.
To the world they were a modern, peaceful people, but
the world didn't know their little secret. There were
no sexual taboos here. The only laws related to sex
said that anything goes as long as the necessary work
got done.
Mandie, having grown up in America and never visited
Cheyenne before, had no idea about life there, and
assumed it wasn't much different than home. All the
same, she was reluctant to go and leave her friends and
current life. And that is where we begin…
"Dammit Mom!" Mandie yelled, "why don't you go and let
me stay here?" Victoria, her mother, sighed. Only 35,
and still very attractive, the only mar in her looks
was the obvious effect of the stress of dealing with
her spoiled daughter. "Because I'm not the one who
needs to get a new attitude!" she shouted back. "In any
case," she said more calmly, "as long as you're polite
and considerate, there's no reason you shouldn't have a
good time while you're away."
"Fuck you Mom!" Mandie spat, "there's nothing wrong
with my attitude, and if you make me go, I'll call the
police and sue you!"
With every passing moment, Victoria wished more that
her husband, James, hadn't chosen to take a business
trip and leave her to deal with Mandie on the day she
was leaving. She hated to do it, but she was going to
have to spike Mandie's drink to knock her out on the
way to the airport. If she didn't, Victoria knew that
Mandie would indeed make a scene and draw unwanted
attention to he husband's homeland. "Look, just go and
we'll meet you there in a few weeks. If you don't like
it, we'll talk about you coming back with us."
"Hmph," Mandie snorted, "Where's my soda?"
"Here it is miss!" said Jarvis, the butler, as he
popped in with his usual perfect timing. "Diet coke,
just ask you asked." When Mandie turned her back to
Jarvis, he winked and nodded at Victoria. She smiled in
response and thanked god for Jarvis. He had anticipated
Victoria's thought of knocking Mandie out for the trip,
and his wink indicated that he had spiked the drink. "I
feel dizzy..." Mandie slurred as she passed out into
the waiting arms of Jarvis. The last thing she
remembered before she fell asleep was her mother
telling her that she loved her.
Mandie drifted in and out of sleep throughout the
flight, but when she finally regained consciousness,
the private jet was making its landing. "Dammit," she
thought, "that bitch drugged my drink! Well if she
thinks I'm gonna just take this, she's wrong."
After landing, she was met by two secret service
looking guys and a black limo. "Miss Mandie, we've been
expecting you," the taller one said as the other loaded
her bags into the trunk, "We're to escort you to the
palace where you will meet Queen Cheyenne at dinner."
"Well hurry up," she snapped, "the sooner I meet the
bitch, the sooner I can go home!"
The man became furious and Mandie was scared that he
might hit her. But he quickly calmed himself and spoke
through gritted teeth. "I will let that slide because
you are new here and are related to the Queen, but I
would advise you to be respectful when you speak about
her or it will not go well for you," he warned.
Thoroughly intimidated, but not wanting to look scared,
Mandie just snorted as she got in the car. The tall man
got in the back with her and the other one rode up
front with the driver. Mandie fumed and resolved to
call home and let her parents have it when she was
alone.
She was just starting to wonder what Cheyenne was like
when she noticed that the man was staring at her body
with a stupid grin that made her uncomfortable. She
instinctively straightened her skirt to hide what
little it covered and covered her chest with her arms.
"What are you starting at, asshole?" she snapped, "You
better respect me! I am related to the Queen,
remember?" The man just chuckled and continued to stare
for the rest of the ride.
When they arrived at the palace, the two men took her
bags, presumably to wherever her room was, and she was
met in the grand hall my a man servant. Mandie was awed
at the sized and beauty of the palace, which put her
mansion at home to shame.
"This way Miss," the manservant said. "I will take you
to the dining hall where the Queen will meet you." He
led her to the dining hall, which was probably big
enough to fit her own mansion in it with some room to
spare.
She was seated near the head of the biggest table,
which was obviously where the Queen held great dinners
of state. She was left alone at that point, and after
staring around in wonder, she pulled her cell phone
from her purse and tried several times to get it to
connect to home, but it wouldn't work.
"You'll find that phone quite useless here, dear" said
a soft, sensual voice that still carried a lot of
authority. Mandie was surprised and turned around to
find the source of the voice behind her. She was
stunned by Cheyenne's beauty. She was even prettier
than the girls that often stayed the night with her
parents.
"There are no cell phone towers in this country,"
Cheyenne said with a warm smile as she took her seat at
the head of the table. After regaining her composure,
as well as her attitude, Mandie sat down and glared.
"What kind of backwards country is this anyway?"
Cheyenne smiled patiently. "My, my. Your mom and dad
weren't exaggerating about your attitude, were they?"
she quipped as several guards took positions in the
dining hall.
"Fuck you," Mandie snapped. The guard to Mandie's right
brandished a club and moved as if to strike her, but
when Cheyenne raised a delicate, but strong hand he
stopped and resumed his post. Seeing Mandie's alarm,
Cheyenne explained, "My people love me very much and do
not like people to disrespect me. I suggest that you
watch your tongue." Mandie pouted and nodded, not
wanting to get hurt.
"Allow me to explain the situation," Cheyenne said as
dinner was served. Mandie, remembering her appetite,
just nodded as several of her favorite dishes were
brought out. She tasted everything and it was all
better than it tasted at home. "As your parents told
you, you have been sent here so that I can teach you to
be more respectful."
Mandie stifled her urge to snap at that.
"As you can see by my people's devotion to me and my
choice to served your favorite foods, I can be a very
nice person. If you do as you are told cheerfully, and
learn to tread others with respect, then you will have
a pleasant time. If not, then you will be punished."
Mandie just rolled her eyes. Her parents had tried
grounding her at home and it obviously didn't work, so
what did this lady think she could do? As if she read
Mandie's mind, Cheyenne said, "Punishments here are not
simply "groundings". We use public humiliation and
beatings."
Mandie nearly choked, "What?!" she stammered, becoming
frightened. "That's right, no matter what I tell you to
do, or what others who I grant authority over you tell
you to do, you must do it immediately and without
complaint, or you will be punished. Every room and
place you can possibly go to is under surveillance, so
I WILL find out if you do not follow my rules" Cheyenne
announced firmly.
Terrified at this point, Mandie began to cry. "I want
to call home! I want to go home." Cheyenne chuckled
icily and said, "you are not permitted to use the phone
until I give you permission, and don't worry, your
parents are aware of everything and have given their
full support."
Mandie began to sob, but Cheyenne just continued. "You
have one week before you will start school here, so you
can get used to your life here. Cheer up. If you get
used to it, you might have fun. Now that dinner is
done, I'll show you around the palace."
Mandie, still quietly sobbing, obediently got up and
followed Cheyenne and was in turn followed by four
guards. They toured the grounds, the main halls and
such, and soon Mandie had calmed down and was telling
herself that it wasn't going to be so bad. Then
Cheyenne showed Mandie to her room.
It was fairly bare. There was just a small bed, a chest
of drawers, and a desk with a lamp for studying. "Where
are my bags?" Mandie asked. "They have been locked away
for now. You won't be needing them." Cheyenne calmly
replied. Starting to panic again, Mandie asked "What
about my clothes? My toiletries?"
"It has all been taken care of. The clothes that you
will be permitted to wear are in the top drawer,
toiletries in the second and other thing you'll need
are in the bottom." Cheyenne gestured to the chest of
drawers, "By all means, have a look." Nervously opening
the top drawer, Mandie gasped. All that was in there
were a couple of frilly aprons.
"There is hardly anything in here! There must be a
mistake," Mandie said.
"No mistake," Cheyenne replied sternly. "From now on
until I say otherwise, that is all you are allowed to
wear."
Stunned, Mandie continued to the next drawer, where she
found some minor toiletries. Looking in the next
drawer, Mandie got a confused look on her face. "What
is this stuff?" she asked, not really wanting to know
the answer.
"Some of my favorite sex toys," Cheyenne explained,
"dildos, anal beads, gags, etc..."
Not liking anything that was happening, Mandie asked,
"What is going on here?"
"You are going to be a sex slave. That is how I will
teach you respect." Cheyenne grinned. "Now remove your
clothes, so I can check out my new toy," she commanded.
Mandie began crying again, "Please no! I'll be good
from now on!" Suddenly Cheyenne lashed out and slapped
her. "Shut up and do as I say! If you don't strip
yourself, I'll have one of these men do it," she
shouted as she gestured at the guards, "and believe me,
it won't be much fun!"
Quietly sobbing, a defeated Mandie slowly undressed and
then tried to cover herself with her hands. Cheyenne
snapped her fingers and one guard picked up the
discarded clothes and took them away while another
guard grabbed Mandie's hands and pulled them above her
head. "Her majesty said she wanted to look at you!" he
snarled. Cheyenne smirked as she looked Mandie over.
She traced Mandie's curves with her finger, stopping
once to gently but firmly tweak a nipple. Mandie
flinched, but didn't cry out, resigning herself to the
situation. Cheyenne's fingers drifted down to Mandie's
pussy, and then cruelly yanked out a hair.
"OW!" Mandie yelped.
"Hmmm," Cheyenne ignored her, "that will have to be
shaved. It will be done in the morning."
Mandie's eyes were full of tears from desperation and
the stinging pain. Suddenly Cheyenne leaned forward and
kissed Mandie deeply, exploring Mandie's mouth with her
tongue. As she kissed the surprised Mandie, she gently
inserted a finger into Mandie's pussy. "Oh, so you
still have your cherry!" Cheyenne said as she broke the
kiss, "I'm surprised. That will have to be taken care
of too." Mandie moan as she began to enjoy her first
penetration, and Cheyenne pulled her finger out. "Hehe,
not time for fun yet," she quipped. "My chambers are
just down the hall, so if I decide I want you to
pleasure me, I expect you to be there quickly! Now Brad
here," she nodded at the guard holding Mandie's hands,
"is going to induct you into the world of straight sex.
When he's done, come to my room, and I'll teach you
about women" Cheyenne ignored Mandie's alarmed
expression.
"Teach her the basics," she said to Brad, "Oral,
vaginal, anal. Be gentle, but don't take any crap from
her. Oh, and you may blow your load anywhere but in her
pussy. I don't want her knocked up…yet." Then with one
last tweak of a nipple, Cheyenne and the other guards
left Brad and Mandie alone.
Brad let go of Mandie and locked the door and removed
his clothes. "Come here, get on your knees, and suck on
this!" he ordered as he dropped his pants revealing his
hardening 7" prick. Either still in shock or slowly
getting used to the situation, Mandie dropped to her
knees and tentatively licked the tip. Then she wrapped
her lips around the head and sucked like it was a
lollipop.
"Use your hand," Brad instructed, "Take as much down
your throat as you can."
Mandie responded by gently touching his balls and
slowly but surely taking the whole thing down her
throat. As Brad looked to the side, he could see her
little throat expanding to accommodate his cock. After
a few minutes of this Brad pushed her back, and as her
mouth left his cock, it trailed a thick strand of spit
that Mandie wipes away. "Not bad for your first time,"
Brad says, "Now get on the bed and spread your legs."
Realizing what was about to happen, Mandie refused and
tried to run to the door, but Brad caught her by the
throat, choked her, and then threw her to the bed.
"Remember bitch," he snarled "I won't take any crap! Do
as I say, or I'll do it and make it hurt!"
Completely broken at this point, Mandie spread her legs
and she cried to herself. Brad climbed on top and
gently entered her pussy before blasting through her
hymen. Mandie squealed in pain and Brad pulled out and
used a sheet to clean the blood. Then he gently
reentered Mandie and slowly pumped in and out until
Mandie began to moan in pleasure.
Instinctively she began to massage her young breasts.
She moaned loader and louder and Brad pumped harder and
faster until the child shook with her first orgasm.
Grinning Brad pulled out. "Get on all fours with your
ass in the air." At first Mandie was going to disobey
again, but remembering the choking and hoping for more
pleasure, she did as she was told.
Brad spit on her asshole and wiped some girl juice from
her cunt onto her asshole to lube it up. "Now relax all
your muscles or this will hurt more than it has to," he
warned. Mandie did her best to relax, but when he began
to press his cock into her ass, she squealed in pain.
Deciding to get it over with, Brad slammed in hard and
pounded like a jackhammer.
Mandie screamed and the pain seemed to burn forever.
But after a while, she accepted it, and then began to
enjoy it. Brad began to moan and before long he shot
his load into Mandie's ass. She squealed as her first
anal orgasm came.
"Now lick it clean," Brad said as he pulled out of her
ass. With a grimace on her face Mandie did so, not
liking the taste at first but getting used to it. When
she was done, Brad got dressed and told her to go to
the Queen's chamber. Mandie moved to the chest to get
something to clean up, but Brad stopped her. "Don't,
the Queen wants to see you as you are."
Slightly surprised, but getting used hearing strange
things, Mandie walked messy and naked down the hall. As
she did she heard the sounds of dogs barking and
smelled foul odors. The guards outside the doors didn't
seem to notice, and they silently opened the door for
Mandie. What she saw next blew her mind, but
surprisingly didn't revolt her. There were three large
Dobermans in the room and a gorgeous, naked Cheyenne
was jacking one off. In another corner there was a
small pool fill with what looked and smelled like pee.
Cheyenne smiled as she saw the young beauty walk in.
"This is just a taste of what you'll be doing tonight
and for the rest of your stay. I trust you had fun?"
Mandie blushed, "Yeah, I did."
"Then come here," Cheyenne laid back on the floor,
"lick my pussy." Mandie, still slightly reluctant,
hesitated. Suddenly Cheyenne became furious, "Bitch,
when I say something, do it!" She slapped Mandie, and
it seemed even more painful then when Brad choked her.
She immediately began liking her distant cousin's cunt,
beginning t enjoy the musty smell and flavor. Cheyenne
grabbed her head and held it to her pussy.
"I'm going to pee. If even one drop spills, you'll
regret it," she threatened. Mandie struggled for a
second, and then accepted it as Cheyenne release a
golden river. Mandie was surprised at the pleasant
taste, and she eagerly swallowed it all. "You're a
quick learner," Cheyenne cooed. She got up and
continued fondling the dog cock. "Use your hand and
your mouth like Brad taught you to get the se other two
dogs hard," she ordered.
Mandie, not sure she wanted dog cock in her mouth, used
one hand on each dog until their massive pricks cam out
of the sheaths. At a command from Cheyenne, one of them
rolled over on its back. "Straddle it and ride its
cock, the other one is going to mount your ass!"
Cheyenne said. A bit nervous, but thoroughly excited.
She began fucking both dogs.
"They won't make me pregnant, will they?" asked Mandie
between moans. "So what if it did? All that matters is
I told you to do it!" Cheyenne snapped, "suck off the
third dog, maybe a cock in your mouth will keep you
quiet!" The third dog came around and Mandie took him
in her mouth. She moaned loudly as she was filled by
the canines.
They pounded her harder and faster and the well-trained
dogs all came as she reached orgasm, filling her with
yummy doggy spunk. There was so much that it leaked out
and spilled. Done fucking the human child, the dogs
left. Angrily, Cheyenne yelled, "Look at that mess! Get
on all fours an
d lick it up, you bitch!"
Mandie eagerly complied, enjoying being this fuck toy.
When she finished, Cheyenne pulled her up by her hair
and kissed her tasting the dog cum and urine.
"Go rinse off in the piss pool. Then before you go to
bed go around the palace and suck off anyone who asks
for it, and offer to everyone else. Suck off anything
with a cock, man, horse, dog, whatever, and save the
cum in a jar. Tomorrow, little slut, you will not be
fed any normal food. The only thing you can swallow is
the cum you save tonight and any piss anyone is kind
enough to share with you tomorrow. That is your slut
diet." Cheyenne ordered with a smile.
Mandie did what she was told, and despite how the day
started, she was looking forward to her stay here!
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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