Subject: FANTASIA: Three Little Maids from School (14/25)
From: an117711@anon.penet.fi

               THREE LITTLE MAIDS FROM SCHOOL
                     by V.P. Viddler
                          14

    "That's her," Cindy said. "That's Sharon."

   "My god!" I said.

   "I told you. Come on."

   The girl was absolutely fantastic, and somehow she managed to
look innocent and virginal, but her body had sex coming from every
mouth-watering inch. Young and so luscious, I wanted to--

   "Sharon," Cindy said, "this is Danny. Danny, Sharon. Can I go
now?"

   "Goodbye, Cindy," I said.

   Sharon had big staring eyes that melted into me. She looked
frightened but fascinated.

   "Hi," I said.

   "Hi," Sharon said. "I--Cindy told me...about you."

   "I know," I said. "What did she say exactly?"

   Sharon's mouth trembled. Her round young tits went up and  down.
"She--she said you--you were her...boss. Her...master."

   "Right," I said. "Are you interested?"

   "Oh--oh, god. I--oh, I don't--I...Oh, yes. Oh good lord Jesus
Christ, yes. Show me. I--I want to--to be..."

   "How do I know?" I said. "How do I know you won't fink out?"

   "Try me," Sharon said. "I--I want to be your slave. Oh, Jesus,
I never did this--oh...god..."

   "I like to hurt girls," I said.

   I thought she was going to faint. "Ohh, Danny," she moaned. "I'm
yours."

   "Show me," I said.

   "How?"

   "Do something. Do something dirty. Right now."

   "Ohh...I...what? Tell me what, Danny, make me do it, anything,
anything you say, I'll do it, just tell me, Danny--"

   "Okay," I said. "Take your panties off."

   "What?"

   "Right now. Take them off and hand them to me."

   "Oh--I--right here? I--"

   "Do it," I said.

   Sharon looked around wildly. People--can see me," she gasped. We
were standing in the corridor, and classes were changing. Lots of
kids were going by.

   "Good," I said. "That's the idea. Will you do it or not?"

   Sharon was panting. "Ohh. Ohh, god, I--"

   "I'm waiting," I said. "But if you--"

   "I--I want to--but I--" She was on the brink of giving me her
life. But she was afraid to jump.

   "You dirty cunt," I said deliberately. "Give me those panties,
you whore, or I'll walk right out on you, you vacillating bitch!"

   "Aaahhh...oohhh...all right...I will..."

   Sharon closed her eyes. Her wonderful body was shaking. Her
hands went down to her skirt and she pulled it up slowly until she
could slip her hands beneath it, which raised it still higher on
her thighs.

   "Open your eyes, Sharon," I said. "I want you to look at me
while you do it."

   Reluctantly, she opened her eyes. Looking at me, she could also
see the crowd of kids who had stopped to stare at us, and to look
at her bare and very sexy legs. A soft moan came from Sharon's
throat, a moan of awful shame, but also of helpless arousal.
Christ, I thought, Cindy wasn't kidding a bit. This girl was
showing me a fascinating mixture of shrinking horror at what she
was doing, and pure excitement and lust at submitting to my
commands. My cock was hard as a brick.

   Sharon exposed the rising curvature at the tops of her thighs as
she grasped the waist of her panties and, catching her breath
sharply, pulled them down. I heard gasps and exclamations from our
growing audience. Sharon's face was flaming as she struggled to
pull the pants off over her shoes. Her mouth was open and panting
hard. Her mouth-watering, thrusting tits heaved up and down against
the fabric of her blouse. I held out my hand, and forcing herself
to look me straight in the eye, with a flaming face and a shaking
hand, Sharon put the panties into it.

   "You are mine now," I said to her softly.

   She swallowed. "Yes," she whispered. "Yes, Danny. I am yours."

   "Don't move, Sharon," I said, and in front of all the watching
crowd, I put out my other hand and placed it firmly over one
hard-nippled, blouse-covered breast. And held it there. Until
Sharon was shaking so badly I was afraid she would fall down.

   And I led her away.

   "Now that you are my slave," I told her later, "you must not
wear panties any more. Nor bras, nor stockings, nor any
underclothes. Not ever. Is that clear, Sharon?"

   "Yes, Danny," Sharon said.

   "Now tomorrow, you will wear something very sexy to school. A
tight top. Understand? Very tight. And no bra. And a short skirt.
A miniskirt."

   "I--you want to shame me, don't you?" Sharon said, her eyes wide
and glittering.

   "Yes," I said. "And show you off as my property and my sexy
slave."

   "Ohhh god," Sharon moaned. "Will you--will you hurt me, Danny?"

   "Probably," I said. "That body is just crying out to be made to
writhe and twist with pain."

   "Ohh...ohh..."

   "I'll make you crawl for me," I said, watching her. "Crawl  and
squirm and beg."

   "Yes."

   "And you'll scream for me, too, Sharon. And you'll suck my cock
and lick my ass and..."

   "Yes! Yes! Oh, do it all, do it to me, yes!"