Chapter 16 - Spring Break

And while all of this was going on, Susie was working on Anne's father. Susie had seen the glances she got. So she made sure there was a lot to glance at. Her legs would fall carelessly open showing her pussy through a pair of well worn panties. Or maybe the panties had moved to one side. And Susie didn't need to wear a bra. So she would lean over and her blouse would fall away showing Anne's father her tits. Or she would wear a tight tank-top, cut to the midriff, and so worn that you could almost see through it.

And whenever Susie had a good excuse, she would give him a big hug, pressing her tits into his arm or back. Susie could see the interest growing and growing in his eyes. He was definitely thinking of her in sexual terms. So next Susie would manage to have the bathroom or bedroom door open while she changed clothes. She would pretend to not see him and stretch to give him a better view.

Susie found out that Fred (Anne's father) would go down for a snack many nights around 2:00 AM. So Susie started going down for a snack then too on the weekends when she stayed with Anne. All she wore was a T-shirt that was tight against her body. Anne's dad almost couldn't help himself the first time he saw her sexy young body under the shirt.

There was something about Susie's developing body that he found almost irresistible. The still budding breasts so smooth and firm. The flat stomach without even a though of fat or sag. The legs that still belonged to a little girl.

The first couple of nights Susie just talked to Fred. Each night she would lean back more while talking, pressing her tits against the shirt and having it ride higher up her thighs. By the fourth night, Fred could see her pussy peeking under the shirt.

Susie then started to spread her legs. Fred tried not to be obvious but it was clear that he was mainly looking at Susie's crotch. Susie continued for a couple of nights talking to Fred while more and more obviously spreading her legs so he could look at her pussy.

Then one night, while talking to Fred who was basically staring at Susie's pussy, Susie reached down and started playing with her pussy. She played until she came and then went back to bed, leaving Fred sitting at the table in shock with a wet spot in his pajamas.

Susie continued to play with herself in front of Fred weekend night after night, playing with her tits too and cumming and cumming for him. And Fred started to stroke his cock while watching cumming with her. Then one night, as Fred was about to cum, Susie dropped to the floor and started sucking his cock.

Before Fred could say anything, he came in Susie's mouth. And Susie then ran off before Fred could catch his breath. The next night Fred wasn't there. After about 15-minutes he came in with a hunted look on his face. Susie wouldn't let him speak though; sitting him down she dove onto his cock and sucked him off in under a minute. This continued for the next several weekends.

Then on night as she was sucking Fred, Susie stood up and mounted him. Before Fred knew what was going on, Susie was fucking him. And while he verbally protested, he fucked back depositing a load of sperm in Susie's pussy.

And each night Susie would then go back to Anne's room, wake her up, and have her suck the cum out of her pussy, telling Anne where it came from. And as Anne would recoil in horror, Susie would scoop some of Fred's sperm from her pussy and push it into Anne's pussy so Anne had her father's sperm in her cunt.

And Anne would cry in shame feeling totally degraded as her father's sperm dripped from her lips and pussy. And Susie and Anne would then 69 with Anne cumming and cumming while eating more of her father's sperm from Susie feeling that she had sunk as far into the gutter as possible. And as each orgasm coursed through her body, she felt more ashamed for cumming while eating her own father's cum. And the shame made each orgasm more intense. So that she came harder and harder while eating her own father's cum.

Susie didn't care about Fred. What she wanted was him in a position where he couldn't tell Susie or Anne no to anything. And they had reached that point. As Spring Break approached, an even better opportunity appeared. Susie's parents planned to take the entire family on a business trip of Susie's father. Susie proposed that she stay with Anne instead. This was fine with Susie's parents.

When they called Anne's father, all he could think about was fucking Susie every night and agreed instantly. This would give Susie 9 straight days with Anne. All that was left was getting rid of Anne's mom. Then there would be no limits. That turned out to be almost too easy. Anne pointed out to Fred that she could fuck him a lot more if Claire (Anne's mom) wasn't there. It turns out Claire wanted to go visit her sister. And with a school break and a friend to play with, Anne could survive for a week without her.

So Friday Susie and Anne took the bus home to a house that would hold just three of them for the next 9 days. It was to be a week that none of them would ever forget.

As soon as they arrived home, Anne fed Rover his biscuit and then took her clothes off. God what an intense week it had been. But now she could relax with her Mistress. Anne let all of her worries disappear by realizing that for the next 9 days, there was nothing she had to think about. Mistress would decide everything.

Anne had so given up making her own decisions that she had almost pee'ed in her pants a couple of times because Susie had not told her to pee and she didn't think about anything. It was so good to not worry about anything and just luxuriate in the orgasms Mistress gave her.

Susie led Anne into the bathroom and had Anne draw a bath and sit in the tub. Susie then sat on the edge behind her and washed Anne's hair. Susie then put a coloring gel in Anne's hair and had her sit in the tub with the gel in her hair for a half hour.

After a half hour, Anne washed out her hair and then took a shower with Susie washing her Mistress by putting soap on her tits and then rubbing them all over Mistress' body. She then licked her Mistress to an orgasm while finger herself to one.

After drying themselves off, Susie led Anne to the mirror. "This is how I want my little slave to look" she told Anne.

Anne gasped. Before she had had beautiful brunette hair. Hair that shined with beauty. It was the last mark of the original Anne Paul had left her. And it was the one thing that had stopped everyone from considering her a "dumb blond" when she got her big tits.

But now her hair was blond. And not a natural blond. It was so bleached it was almost white. No one had natural hair this color. No this hair screamed out BIMBO. The slut she saw in the mirror made Barbie look like an intellectual. Anne dropped her face into her hands sobbing. Susie pulled her hands down and then pulled on the back of Anne's hair so she was looking at the mirror again.

"That's my sex slave slut. That's how a whore's hair should look. Aren't you going to thank me?" Anne looked at herself and shuddered. This is what Mistress wanted. This made Mistress happy.

"Thank you Mistress," Anne whimpered.

"Thank you for giving me a slut's hair color Mistress," Susie said.

"Thank you for giving me slut hair Mistress" Ann whimpered. "Play with yourself while you look at your hair. Think about how you look and play with your clit my little pussy slave," Susie cooed.

Anne played with her clit while looking at herself. God she was a disgusting piece of fuck meat. Her entire body screamed whore. That's all she was - a fuck toy for Mistress and others to use. Look at those giant whore tits. Only a whore had tits that big. And that bare pussy so that everyone could see her wet hole. And the hair that told them all she only existed for sex, to get men and women off.

And as Anne catalogued what a filthy piece of fuck meat she was, she was working toward an orgasm. And as she saw the dirty whore getting off in the mirror, her disgust at her self-image took her over the edge to cum and cum watching the filthy whore in the mirror get off.

As Anne came down from her cum she saw Susie walk back in. Susie was carrying a couple of bracelets and some other things that Anne didn't understand. Anne turned toward Susie and waited for Susie to tell her what to do.

Susie didn't say anything but dropped down and buckled a bracelet around each of Anne's ankles. They looked a little unusual but no one would guess their true purpose although Anne could certainly guess. Susie then buckled another around Anne's neck. Again, its true purpose was masked - it looked like a choker - a very pretty one in fact. Susie then buckled bracelets around Anne's upper arms.

Susie then pulled out a leather mini-corset. All it covered was from the top of the pelvic bone to the beginning of Anne's ribcage. Anne was already ridiculously thin thanks to the plastic surgery. But Susie wanted more. So she pulled and pulled on the laces tightening the corset and then tightening it some more.

Anne could feel her insides shifting around trying to find room. Finally Susie stopped and Anne had an almost impossible hourglass figure. The leather was the same color as Anne's skin and the laces went under a flap so it looked as though Anne was just impossibly thin. Susie then reached up with what looked like the piercing gun from her shop. It was the piercing gun! "Oh no, oh please Mistress no," Anne whimpered.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY SLAVE?" Susie yelled. "Did you tell me to not do something?"

"I-I'm sorry Mistress. I'm sorry. But it hurts. It hurts," Anne pleaded.

"Tell me you want it whore. Apologize and ask for it."

"I-I-I'm sorry Mistress. It hurts. Please Mistress, PLEASE!!" Anne whimpered.

Susie turned and walked out.

"I'm sorry Mistress" Anne wailed. "I'm sorry. Please come back. Let me suck your clit. Let your pussy slave make you cum. I'm sorry Mistress," Susie walked back in carrying a riding crop. "I'm not going to take any more of this no shit. Overtime you refuse to do something you're going to be punished."

Anne stared at the whip. Mistress couldn't mean to hit her with it. She just couldn't. "I'm sorry Mistress. I'm sorry. Please don't whip me. Please," Anne cried.

Susie clipped Anne's legs apart on the floor. She then clipped her arms together and attached them to something above her. Anne was stretched out on the floor able to move a little but not much. And her pussy and tits were both very much available.

"Here's the scoop slut. I'm going to whip your pussy. I'm going to keep whipping it until you ask me to punish you. And you have to mean it. I'll whip your pussy raw if I have to. But I won't stop until you really want me to punish you."

Susie then continued "And to punish you, I'm going to whip your tits 10 times. But for those 10 times, you will not be tied down. You will kneel and hold your hands behind you and ask to be punished. You got that slut?"

Anne looked at her Mistress in utter shock. She couldn't do this. She couldn't. Anne loved her. She couldn't hurt someone who loved her. "Please Mistress, please don't. Don't you love me Mistress?" Anne pleaded.

A look of love came over Susie's face. "Of course I love you my little pussy slave. How could I not love someone as delicious and perverted as you? That's why I have to punish you. If I didn't love you I would just leave you. But I do love you. I have to punish you so that you do as you're told."

Anne looked confused. "I'll be good Mistress I will. I promise. Please don't hurt me."

Susie looked stern. "You keep promising but then you're bad. I think a whipping is the only way to teach that stupid little brain of yours. All you think about is your pussy and tits so that's what we have to punish." And with that Susie whipped the crop down right on Anne's clit and pussy.

Anne's world exploded in the most intense pain she had ever felt.

"AAARRRRRRGGGHHH OH MY GOD. OH IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS!!" Anne screamed. "PLEASE STOP. I'll do anything Mistress - please, please, plea--"

Susie whipped down again "AAARRRRGGGGH! OH PLEASE HELP ME. PLEASE HELP ME. OH DEA-" And the crop smashed down again "NO MORE, PLEASE, I'LL DO ANYTHING. ANYTHING."

"You have to beg for the whip," Susie said and slashed the crop into Anne's pussy and clit again.

"YES I'll do it, I'll do it. You can whip me!!!" Anne screamed.

"That's not begging," Susie and started to slash again.

"No don't I'll be-- OWH! OWH! Please don't - Oh God," Anne sobbed, her body wracked in pain. "Please punish me. Please whip me, please, please. Just don't whip me anymore. Please dear god Mistress." Anne didn't even realize she made no sense.

Susie stopped and crouched down next to Anne. She started stroking Anne's tear streaked face. "Do you really want me to whip your tits dear Anne?" Susie asked.

"Oh yes, oh yes, please whip my tits. Please punish me. I'm sorry I was bad. I'm so sorry. I won't be bad again. Please, please stop." Anne begged with a look of utter desperation on her face.

"Ok my little pussy slave," Susie said and released Anne's bonds. Anne lay there sobbing into her hands over the pain she had just been through. Susie stood and slashed the crop into Anne's pussy again.

"OWH OWH!! OH GOD, OH GOD, IT HURTS OH GOD IT HURTS!!" Anne screamed. "Why did you hit me!?" Anne sobbed to Susie.

"On your knees and begging for your punishment or we go back to your pussy," Susie stated.

A look of horror crossed Anne's face. She scrambled to her knees, "Please punish me Mistress," she whispered.

"Hands behind your head," Susie ordered and watched Anne throw her hands behind her head. God she looked so beautiful like that, tits thrust out for their punishment, her body shaking in pain, tears running down her face to drop on those giant breasts and then to drip to the floor. Susie slashed the crop down onto the top of Anne's right breast.

"OH MY GOD!" Anne said clutching her breasts with her hands and falling to the floor. "That one doesn't count" Susie said pushing at Anne with her toe.

Anne looked up at Anne bewildered. "Wha-what?" she sobbed.

"You have to hold the position my darling. If you drop your arms it doesn't count," Susie explained.

"Wha- I can't do that. I can't," Anne pleaded. "Please Mistress, please dear god it hurts."

"Do we have to go back to your pussy," Susie asked in a quiet tone.

"No, no, I'm sorry no. I'll be good," Anne said scrambling back to her knees. Anne then raised her shaking hands to behind her head. Susie slashed the crop down on the top of Anne's left breast.

"OH GOD IT H--HURTS!!" Anne screamed leaning forward. Her hands slipped a little but stayed close to her head.

"That's a good girl," Susie said approvingly. "Mistress is proud of her little pussy slave. You are being so brave for Mistress."

Anne straightened up at that, just in time for the next slash against the bottom of her left tit. "OH GOD IT HURTS MISTRESS. OH PLEASE DEAR GOD IT HURTS!!" Anne screamed crying. But her hands held on her head.

Susie slammed the crop down 3 more times, each time causing wails of agony from Anne. But her hands held. God look at the little slut kneeling there and allowing Susie to whip her tits. Enough of this and Anne would allow Susie to do anything to her.

Susie dropped down next to Anne. "For the next 5, would you like to play with your clit while I whip you. That way it won't hurt as much. Anne looked up at Susie with uncertainty in her face. This all hurt so much. How could she play with her clit. But she had to be good. Mistress would punish her if she was bad. Did Mistress want her to play with her clit.

"Ye-yes Mistress" Anne said dropping her hands to her clit. She started rubbing her clit, concentrating on the feeling there to ignore the pain in her tits. Oh god, her clit hurt from the whip strokes. But if she stroked it real lightly it felt good, oh god yes, it felt good.

"Do you want me to whip you?" Susie asked Anne.

Anne looked up. No she di- oh wait? She had to ask. She had to or Mistress would whip her clit again. Oh god she couldn't take that. "Pl-please whip my tits Mistress," Anne whimpered.

"Ok whore, stick those udders out so I can whip them better."

Anne pressed her chest out and tried to close the thought of the whip from her mind. Her clit, her clit felt so good. Yes, rub it. The feelings were starting. That's it. Now sta- "OH GOD IT HURTS!!!" Anne screamed. "OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!"

"Hands on your clit whore," Susie reminded her. "And chest out for the whip. And ask for it, beg me to whip you. Because if I don't believe you we go back to your pussy."

Not that! Anne pushed her chest out and begged as though her life was at stake. "Please whip my tits, please whip me Mistress. I was bad so please whip your slave. Please whi- OWH!! OH GOD IT HURTS!! PLEASE WHIP ME PLEASE WHIP-- OWH, OH FUCK! OH FUCK! I'M A BAD SLUT WHIP ME MISTRESS-- AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!"And so it went with Anne screaming in pain and begging for the whip. And during all of this Anne was rubbing her clit harder and harder building up the orgasm that was fighting the pain in her body. Until finally, as the last whip stroke fell, Anne screamed in pain and release as the orgasm broke over her body.

Anne fell backward and jerked on the floor. Her body was overloaded from the mixture of greater pain than she had ever felt before mixed in with a strong orgasm. And her mind was shot. She had just kneeled there and begged for the whip. And held her tits out for it. She had accepted Mistress' right to whip her tits and had not resisted it in any way.

Susie reached down with the piercing gun and pierced the inner nose ridge, inserting a 1" diameter ring that hung down to her lower lip. "There, see! That didn't hurt so much did it my little slut?" Susie asked. Anne stared up into space.

With all that she had been through she barely felt the piercing and was not really aware of her new ring. Anne just lay there as the pain and climax aftershocks ran through her body. Susie pulled Anne up and walked her into bed. She laid her down in the bed and clipped her wrist and ankle bracelets to the corners of the bed holding her spread-eagled on the bed. She placed her Walkman on her and then spent the next hour licking her to orgasm after orgasm.

Anne's mind was lost. How could it not be. She had held out her tits and begged her Mistress to whip them. And when she was delirious with the pain from the whipping, she had continued to hold them out, screaming for more whipping between the screams of pain. One of the most basic human instincts was self protection. And Anne had suppressed that most basic instinct. She had pleaded for Mistress to violate her own instinct for self-protection.

And then while asking for the whip, she had made herself cum. She had cum while being whipped. Her mind could not fathom the utter perverseness of that action. There was no explanation for it. And with no way to explain her actions to herself, Anne's mind refused to function. For how can a mind function when some of its most basic assumptions are shown to be invalid.

So Anne lay there while Susie licked her pussy. And Anne's body and mind took refuge in the wondrous feelings emanating from her clit as a refuge from a world turned upside down. The orgasms felt so good. The orgasms were good. They were right.

And as Anne rode cum after cum, in her ears was Mistress' voice, "You belong to your Mistress. You're my sex slave. You love Mistress. Mistress will take care of you. You must obey Mistress. You cannot decide yourself. You need to have Mistress decide for you. It's too hard for you to decide. You're too stupid to think about anything. But Mistress loves you. She'll take care of her stupid little cum slut. Just do whatever Mistress tells you."

After an hour, Susie left a vibrator in Anne's pussy, one in her ass, and a butterfly on her clit. All 3 were plugged into the wall so they wouldn't stop. Susie then pulled the sheet up over Anne's body to cover her for the night.

Anne fell into a deep sleep for the next 12 hours. During it all the vibrators were taking her to cum after cum. And the tape was droning in her ears explaining to her, her role in life. And Anne's mind desperately tried to pull itself back together, in a way that could handle the whipping, the instructions, the constant orgasms.

Meanwhile Susie got herself ready for Fred (Anne's dad). She needed him totally in her control so he wouldn't interfere with anything she did to Anne. Anne was his daughter and she needed something that was stronger than his natural urge to protect his child.

Fred sped home. Susie would be there and his wife was out of town. He would send them to bed early and then Susie would sneak out as soon as Anne was asleep. He knew getting home early wouldn't get him Susie any sooner but he couldn't help himself. The image of her sexy young body had been his only thought for the last couple of days.

Fred walked in the door and almost had a heart attack. There was Susie dressed up as a little schoolgirl. Her hair in pigtails, wearing a white blouse, pleated skirt, white socks, and shoes. But oh boy how she was wearing them. The blouse was tight across her chest with her small breasts pushing out against it. And it was so thin that you could see through it. And the skirt was unbuttoned up the front and the sides pulled back so you could see Susie's pussy.

Fred stopped in shock. This was more than he had ever imagined. She looked so hot standing there. And then Susie reached down and rubbed her pussy with one hand and squeezed her tit with the other. "Gee Mr. Smith, I didn't expect you home this early" Susie said in a little girl voice. "What about Anne" Fred said in shock.

"She's asleep for the night. It's just you and me. Unless you'd rather not spend any time with me" Susie replied with a little pout. Fred rushed toward Susie pulling his pants off on the way across. He was rock hard by the time he reached her plunging his cock deep into her little pussy.

"Do you like sticking your thing in innocent little 15 year old schoolgirls?" Susie asked in her little girl voice. "Does it feel good? Do I feel old enough for you. Are my little girl tits too small for you? Is my little hairless pussy too tight? Look at me Mr. Smith, I'm not a grown woman. I'm just a little girl you're fucking. Do you like it?"

Fred was going nuts listening to Susie. God he had never been so excited in his life. He looked at her nubile little body, just barely becoming a woman. God she was so young, younger than his own daughter. This was so obscene. And it felt so good to plunge his cock into her tight little hole.

"Your not going to think I'm a whore, are you Mr. Smith?" Susie asked sounding both petulant and worried. "I'm a good girl. I would never do this with another boy. But you're a grown up. A good girl obeys grown-ups. So I have to do whatever you tell me to do. But that doesn't make me a slut does it Mr. Smith? Doesn't that make me a good girl?"

"Yes you're a good girl" Fred reassured Susie. "This is right. You should do what grown-ups tell you to do. OH GOD! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!" Fred screamed as he came. It was incredible.

And then as he came down from his climax the realization of what he had done hit him. MY GOD, he had just fucked this innocent little 15-year-old girl. Suddenly he looked down as he felt something on his cock. She was down there sucking his cock. Oh god no, this had to stop. He had to - oh god that felt good. Oh yeah! She was getting him hard again already.

And Fred came again, pumping his cum into Susie's mouth. God damn, he felt like he was 18 years old again. FUCK - Claire hadn't fucked him like this in over 20 years. Fuck the world, this felt too good. Then he noticed Susie dribbling the cum from her mouth into a cup. "What's that for?" he asked.

"I'll tell you later," she replied. "Why don't we get naked and go to bed? Unless you had something else in mind."

"No, nothing else," Fred panted.

And so they fucked and fucked into the evening. And in the middle of the night they fucked again. And in the morning they fucked some more. And each time Susie put Fred's cum into the cup she had, until it was quite full.

Finally it was time to wake Anne. Susie put the next part of her plan into action as Fred was pumping away on top of her. "Mr. Smith, you know what I do with your daughter when I sleep over? We eat each other's pussies."

Fred froze. "What?"

Susie grabbed him and humped back at him. "We eat each other's pussies.

We bury our faces in each others cunts and lick each other to orgasm."

"No!" Fred cried in anguish.

Susie kept fucking him and talking. "Think about it. Think about my face buried in your daughter's cunt. Don't you like the idea of watching another woman eat my pussy? Think of a woman's face buried in my little 15-year-old pussy."

"You can stop me Mr. Smith," Susie continued. "Just tell me to stop and I'll never have sex with Anne again. But I won't have sex with you either. I can't, because I won't be able to come over here anymore." And Susie reached down and caressed Fred's cock and balls.

Fred found himself pumping Susie's pussy thinking about it. Oh god this was so sick. But he couldn't give Susie up. He just had to have her. It was wrong to let Susie and Anne sleep together. But he couldn't resist the sweet little body under him.

And as he was about to cum Susie told him what the cum was for. "Every time we fuck, I have Anne eat the cum out of my pussy. And then I rub it in her pussy. I'm going to take this cum and rub it all over Anne's face and pussy. She's going to wear her daddy's cum all day.

Fred's body jerked violently as he came. Oh god this was so sick. He couldn't do this. He couldn't. But it felt so good. Her pussy felt so good. He would have to stop Susie and Anne but keep Susie here somehow. He could make it work.

As Susie climbed out from under Fred and stood to let the cum drip into the cup. Fred stared at her in shock. "Don't fight it Mr. Smith," Susie said in her little girl voice. "If you do, then I can't save you. If somehow the police get involved it doesn't matter what I say, its till rape because I'm only 15. Please don't do anything. I want to keep feeling that marvelous cock of yours."

Fred was frozen. What could he do? She was right. If any of this got out, he was ruined. Not just his reputation either. He would go to jail. There had to be a way. But he would have to think about it before he did anything. God she looked so sexy there, standing bow-legged with his cum dripping out of her pussy.

"I'm going to go rub this cum all over your daughter's face and pussy now," Susie said sweetly. "When you see her later that will be your cum coating her face and pussy. But if you're good about it, I'll sneak away from her this afternoon and we can fuck again. And don't say anything about it to her - she thinks I haven't told you about her and me."

Susie went in to wake up Anne. She was asleep shuddering through what seemed like a constant small orgasm. Susie switched off the vibrators and removed them. She then removed the headphones and turned off the Walkman. Anne continued to twitch and moan.

Susie unclipped her bracelets and stroked her hair while softly talking to her. "Wake up little slut. Wake up my love. Wake up my precious pussy slave."

Anne blinked her eyes looking up at Susie. It was her Mistress. She had dreamed about her all night. Her Mistress would take care of her. Her Mistress would tell her what to do. And if she obeyed her Mistress nothing would hurt her. Her Mistress was so good to her. She loved her Mistress so much.

Susie saw Anne looking up at her with adoring eyes. She continued to stroke her face. "I love you my little slut" Susie said. "I love you so much. And I'll take care of you my little pussy-eating slave. I'll tell you what to do so you don't get hurt anymore."

Anne cried in relief and reached for Susie. "Oh thank you Mistress. Oh thank you so much. I'm sorry I'm so stupid. But I love you. I'll make you happy." And Anne grabbed and held Susie in thanks for this wonderful woman who would take care of her.

Susie and Anne went to the bathroom and showered (with both peeing on Anne's hands). They dried off, and then fixed their hair and makeup. Susie went for a restrained, innocent look to captivate Fred. But Anne's hair and face were made up with a subtle sensuous look. Nothing too blatant. But it was there.

Susie then went and grabbed the cup of Fred's sperm. "Do you know what this is little one?" she asked Anne.

Anne nodded her head no with a blank look on her face.

"Its a special lotion I want you to put on your face and tits and pussy. It's your daddy's sperm. I collected it last night while fucking him."

Anne's face showed her shock. "I ca-can't do that Mistress. It's wrong. I can't ru- I just can't," Anne sobbed looking up at Susie fearfully. Susie looked down at Anne with sorrow on her face.

"I'm trying to help you my little whore. But you keep trying to think for yourself. I can't help you if you make wrong decisions."

A look of utter fear crossed Anne's face. "I'm sorry Mistress. I'm sorry. I'll do it. I'll do anything you tell me to do. Please, please don't punish me," Anne begged.

"Poor, poor little pussy slave. I don't have a choice. I have to punish you. You told me no. You have to learn that your stupid little mind shouldn't be making decisions. You're a fuck toy. You're here to fuck, not to think."

Anne shuddered as she heard this. How could she have done this. How could she have told Mistress no. She needed Mistress to take care of her. She was too stupid to think for herself.

"I don't want to do this my little slut," Susie said, "but I have to. I have to punish you. But I'll make it easy. When I come back in here, if you are bent over that chair playing with your pussy, AND you beg me to whip your ass as hard as I can, I'll only give you 6 strokes."

"Thank you Mistress, thank you so much," Anne said as she scrambled over to the chair. Her Mistress was being so good to her, letting her off with only 6 strokes on her ass. She was so lucky to have such a kind Mistress.

Susie came back in and saw her little sex slave bent over the chair playing with her pussy. God she looked so nice like that, with her giant cow udders hanging over the other side and her bare slit peeking through between her legs.

"Please whip my ass Mistress. I've been bad and I need to be punished. Please whip me for telling you no. I won't do it again Mistress," Anne begged. And as she begged, her fingers brought her to a cum. Susie whipped the crop down on Anne's ass as she came.

"OH GOD thank you Mistress. Thank you," Anne shouted with tears streaming from her eyes. The cum and the pain were some kind of release and Anne shuddered with joy as she felt the two feelings shoot through her nerves mixing together until they became a single pleasure coursing through her body.

Anne continued to frig her clit and begging for another whip on her ass. Susie waited until Anne started to cum and slashed down again. And so it went for all 6 times, mixing the cum with the pain, until Anne was no longer sure which was which. And she no longer knew which felt good and which caused pain.

After it was over Susie helped Anne stand up and then handed her the cup. "Spread it on my pretty little slut. Spread your daddy's cum all over your face."

Anne looked down at the cup, shuddered, and then scooped some up and tentatively dabbed it on a cheek.

"Not like that. That's how a little girl would do it. A whore puts it all over her face. Spread it everywhere. Close your eyes and get it on your eyelids. You're a fuck toy - cover yourself," Susie directed.

And Anne complied. She spread it all over her face. Then, following Susie's directions she spread it all over her giant breasts, her stomach, her pussy, and her ass. Susie even had her push the rest up her pussy so she had some dribbling from her pussy, as though her daddy had fucked her. Susie then made her lick the cup clean.

After it all dried Susie had Anne put on a T-shirt that was too short to fully cover her. Part of her ass showed in back and, if someone was sitting while Anne was standing, they could see her pussy. The only other thing she wore was her 7" sandals.

"See how pretty you look" Susie asked as she showed Anne herself in the mirror. "See the dried cum on your face? That shows that you're a cum receptacle. And see the back of the shirt showing your ass? That shows you're a whore. And see the front where you can peek at your pussy? That shows that you are my little pussy slave. Aren't you beautiful?"

Anne stared at herself. What was this obscene creature in the mirror? WHAT WAS THAT RING IN HER NOSE? Was this her? Anne looked and realized the depths of her degradation. She was Mistress' little fuck toy. She was a sex slave. And anyone who looked at her would know it. And as Anne saw herself, an orgasm built up through her and she came. She came thinking of what a dirty little whore she was. "Thank you Mistress" was all she said.

Susie led Anne out by the ring in her nose to have breakfast with her father.