A friend of mine is a judge in youth court. She sees all sorts of bad girls, and sends many of them to jail. But sometimes she sees possibilities in a girl, and has the judicial power to send her to a foster home instead. At present there are three young offenders living with me at my small country estate.
I wake up slowly, with the sun beaming in through the tall windows of my bedroom, and slowly stretch against the pink satin sheets. My youngest girl smiles at me, "Good morning, Mistress." Memories of last night fill my mind, of the taste of Toni's sweet cunt and the feel of her hard pointy nipples against my tongue.
"Good Morning, Toni," I reply. "Have you had breakfast yet?"
"No, Mistress. I was hoping that I could, you know, have you." Toni answers.
I take a moment to run my hand over the flawless olive skin of her little body. Toni is a delightfully active bet-mate, and she squirms in pleasure as my fingers tease her tiny tits. "Not until I've enjoyed you." I murmur. "Now roll onto your tummy and spread your legs."
My nine-year-old trollop instantly obeys, and I lean over to kiss her on the back of her neck. My hand slides down her back and over her tight little ass to caress the insides of her thighs, as my lips slowly make their way down her vertebrae. She is such a lovely feast, and her soft skin tastes so wonderful as my tongue approaches the crack of her little-girl ass. My hands urge her thighs apart, then spread her tight little ass cheeks to make way for my eager probing tongue.
My little slave wiggles in pleasure as I taste the tiny brown pucker of her ass hole. My hands spread her legs and my fingers begin to play with her hairless pre-teen cunt. She moans as I slip a finger inside her hot little vagina. I get my finger all nice and slippery with her cunt juices before I slide it out and begin to diddle her small hard clit.
"OH YES MISTRESS!" Toni screams as I bury my face in her writhing crotch. My hands grip her little-girl hips as she grinds her sweet ass into my face. It is so much fun to lick and suck from her ass to her cunt and back, because she loves it so much, and I do enjoy giving pleasure as well as receiving.
Finally my mouth latches onto Toni's clit, sucking it between my teeth as my tongue flicks quickly back and forth across it. As Toni cums, I am rewarded by a gush of the sweetest cunt-cream in the world, but there isn't much of it. After all, she is just a little thing.
"Oh mistress!" Toni tells me, "You make me feel so good. Can I be your fuck-slave forever? Even when I'm grown up?"
I take her into my arms, and thrill at the feeling of her hard little nipples pressing into my flesh. "Of course, dear." I tell her, "but right now I want you to rub those pretty titties into my hot, wet cunt."
Eagerly the little girl crawls between my widely parted thighs, and presses her hard, excited little nipples in between the lips of my pussy. I lift my knees high and wide to expose my gaping cunt and ass-hole to the friction of Toni's soft flesh. I practically go into orbit as the pointy little nubs slide across my exposed clit.
Toni slips a finger into my cunt for just long enough to get it well lubricated with fuck-juice, then slides it out and into my ass. She knows that makes me cum, and my orgasm this morning is delicious. "Suck me, baby!" I tell her, and she quickly shifts to plunge her tongue into my cunt, as she adds a second little finger to fuck my ass. As she licks from my hot hole to my clit and back, successive climaxes of passion engulf my body, until finally I am exhausted. "That's enough! No more, honey!"
Toni instantly stops licking me, but being the bad little girl she is, she keeps her two fingers rammed up my ass. I lie back and enjoy the feeling of those fingers slowly wiggling inside me.
There is a small scratch at the door. "Come In!" I call, and Crissy enters with my breakfast tray. She grins at the sight of Toni's tiny bottom still thrust up in the air as she continues to pleasure my anus. At 17, Chrissy has been with me for five years. She is a classic California-type beauty, with lightly tanned skin, long honey-blonde hair and big blue eyes.
She also works out in my home gym for 3 hours every day, and has lots of muscle on her 5'8" frame. She wears our house uniform: lacy garter-belt and hose, and a sheer baby-doll top. I do not permit any clothing that would hide my girls' lovely bodies, only little wisps of fabric that help them to look even more naked. Bras must be only a half-cup, allowing their nipples to poke over the edge. Panties must be of the split-crotch variety, so I can see their pretty shaven slits.
Crissy puts the tray down on my breakfast table, then approaches the bed. She kneels on the mattress, and bends over to give me my good-morning kiss. First her lips and tongue descend on my right nipple, swirling and sucking. Then she nibbles gently on my left nipple, teasing with her teeth. Finally, her soft lips close on mine, and her tongue spears into my mouth. I return the kiss with enthusiasm, and our tongues do a lewd slithering dance back and forth from mouth to mouth.
Toni seizes the moment when I cannot see her, to be a bad girl again. As her tongue touches my clit I explode in another earth-shattering orgasm! "OH YES! LICK ME! KISS ME! FUCK ME! SUCK ME!" my mind screams, but my voice is stilled by Crissy's questing tongue.
As I come down from my ecstasy, I notice a quick wink that passes between my slaves. Sometimes I am not sure who is in charge here. The two girls help me to rise from the bed, and dress me in my silk bathrobe, then lead me to my favorite chair by the breakfast table. Crissy pours my coffee, while little Toni spreads just the right amount of cream-cheese on my croissant. Then Toni reaches down and smears a dollop of cream-cheese on her pussy, hoping that I would like to eat an extra treat today. But I am already worn out, so I tell her "No, thank-you, but I'm sure Crissy will help you with that. You two go and prepare my bath."
I watch as my two slaves walk away toward the huge bathroom, with their hands fondling each other's young asses. As they leave the room I pick up my newspaper and coffee, and as I read and sip, I hear the water running and joyous giggles from the next room. My theory is that the more practice my slaves have in sex, the better they will be able to serve me. So I smile to myself and read my paper.
Ten minutes later, the sound of running water and the intake of coffee are making demands on my bladder. Crissy returns from the bathroom and tells me, "Mistress, your bath is ready!" I rise and walk toward the bathroom, careless of my open robe, and note that Crissy licks her lips at the sight of my exposed firm C-cup breasts and precisely trimmed pubic patch. Well, if she wants to lick me there, she will soon get her chance.
Crissy follows me into the bathroom, where I let my robe fall from my shoulders, then sit on the toilet. Both of my slaves watch respectfully as I pee. Toni is already shoulder-deep in bubbles, waiting to wash me.
As my yellow stream slows to a stop, Crissy kneels before me and I co-operate as she tugs my hips toward her. Toilet tissue is forbidden in my house, and whenever anyone finishes peeing, one of my slaves is there to clean her. Crissy buries her face in my crotch, licking up all traces of my urine, and pleasuring my cunt and clit as well. Slowly her talented tongue focuses its attention more and more on my swollen clit, and I moan in delight as I approach another orgasm.
Suddenly my third slave, Amanda walks in. She is 14, and thin to the point of anorexia. She has the palest skin I have ever seen, emphasized by short black curls. This morning she wears a red satin bustier, with garter tabs that hold up black fish-net stockings. She has only been with me for three weeks, so her training is not complete. She has entered without knocking first, and must be punished. "Mistress," Amanda hands me a portable telephone, "It's the judge."
I realize that the punishment will have to be postponed, and accept the phone. I lean back and speak, "Good morning, Susan."
Susan's voice tells me, "Listen Gloria, I know your taste runs to little girls, but I have a rather unique case you might be willing to take on. He has been in and out of my court for over a year for fighting. Other boys call him a pervert and a fag because he has a medical condition called priapism, which just means he always has a hard-on. And I do mean always. So he tries to beat up the other boys who call him names, even if they are twice as big. He's 12, almost 13, and a tough little customer. What do you think?"
Of course, I am having a hard time thinking, with Crissy's tongue still licking my cunt, keeping me on the edge of another huge orgasm. Judge Susan can hear my ragged breathing, and asks, "Gloria, are you doing what I think you're doing?"
"No," I answer. "Crissy is doing it! And she's making me Cum!" I go over the edge and the room explodes in stars. Crissy leans back with a self-satisfied smirk on her face, as I try to get my thoughts together.
"Why don't you bring him over at around to o'clock for a three-day test-drive, with a third of your fee now, and the rest if I keep him after the three days?"
"Sounds good to me. See you then!" Judge Susan hangs up.
Amanda asks, "A boy? We're going to have a boy?"
"That's not what we're going to talk about!" I snap. "You will always address me as Mistress, and you will always knock before entering my presence! On you knees and over my lap girl!" I try not to raise my voice often, which gives it more impact when I must. Startled, Amanda obeys instantly, her small breasts pressed against my left thigh white her naked pussy rests over my right. "That's two infractions," I tell her, "So it will have to be 50 spanks."
Amanda blushes in embarrassment as my other slaves observe her spanking. This turns her pale skin a rosy pink, but as my hand carries on smacking her skinny ass, it begins to approach the color of her bustier. She whimpers, but will not cry out, for the rules of the teen goths who used to be her friends forbid such signs of weakness.
She tries to stand up with some dignity, and I tell her, "And no sex for the rest of the day!" Like me, all of my girls are sex-crazed sluts, and sexual deprivation is severe punishment indeed. I turn to Toni and Crissy, "If you see Amanda even touching herself, she will have to be restrained. Do you understand?" They understand. Of course, little Toni could not possibly apply restraint to the older and taller Amanda, but after years of weight training, Crissy would overpower her in seconds.
Back to business. I instruct Amanda and Crissy to prepare a light lunch, because we have two guests coming, and dismiss them. Then I step into the warm bath that awaits me. Toni is as slippery as an eel, and as cuddly as a teddy bear. She washes me slowly and carefully, turning the experience into a wet full-body massage. As she kneels with her knees astride my legs, and shampoos my hair, she presses her little tits against my mouth. I know what she wants, and oblige her. I suck her pointy little nipples as I slide a hand up the inside of her tender thigh. She moans as I slip my middle finger up inside of her tight little cunt, and lathers my hair with more vigor. Soon there is a rhythm, as I finger fuck her while she rubs my scalp. Fuck Fuck Fuck, Rub Rub Rub.
She begins to squeal in her little-girl orgasm, and holds onto my head for balance. One of her hard little nips still presses to my mouth. I would be delighted to play with my horny child for hours, but there are guests coming, so I require her to rinse me and dry me, and help me into my robe, before returning to the bedroom.
Toni takes a minute to dry herself before following. I decide that my bathrobe is quite enough for greeting these particular guests, except that I would like thigh-high stockings and stiletto heels. Toni runs for the items, and as she slides the stockings up my legs, her hand 'accidentally' brushes against my pussy lips, in an unspoken invitation to more. I tell her, "I'd love to play, darling, but we have to get ready. I don't want to shock this boy too much right away, so I want all of you in your one-color bikinis, not the see-through ones. Now go and tell the others." Toni runs off to do my bidding, and I return to my morning paper and coffee.
A while later there is a light tapping at my door. "Come In!" I call.
Amanda enters, now dressed in a tiny black string bikini. She comes to kneel before me, "I'm sorry Mistress. I just thought the phone call was important, so I forgot to knock. Toni said you wanted us to wear these bikinis. Are they OK? Please, Mistress, I'm so horny. Do I really have to go without having my pussy sucked for the rest of the day? I'll be good. I really will!"
One has to be firm with slaves, even ones who are as totally repentant as Amanda. So I tell her, "Yes, I meant what I said. No sex until sunset. It will give you time to think about what a bad girl you were. And yes, the bikini is perfect. Is lunch ready?"
"Yes, Mistress. Would you like to come to the kitchen and make sure everything is the way you want?"
So I follow my errant slave down the stairs, noting that the tiny thong bikini does little to cover her still-rosy bottom. In the kitchen I find oysters, both raw and smoked. There are clams, with small crackers to put them on, and three delicate sauces. I do hate that spicy red seafood sauce that covers up the taste of good food. I nibble a few items to satisfy myself that they are fresh, then the doorbell chimes. "Crissy, answer it." I order. "I will receive them in my study." "You need not knock." I add, with a glance at Amanda, who blushes all over again.
A few minutes later Crissy enters the study. Her pale-blue bikini reflects her eyes, and only enhances her bronzed muscular body. Her long blonde hair is freshly combed out, as I expect when my slaves greet guests. She is followed by a young man, with black hair and piercing green eyes that challenge me to make a comment about the evident bulge in his loose-fitting dungarees. Then comes my old friend, Judge Susan; tall, slim, aristocratic, with medium-length hair she dyes a deep auburn. Today she wears a trim grey wool business suit, with a skirt that is far enough above the knee to be exciting, without becoming improper. She speaks immediately to the boy, "Remember Steven, that you are here as an alternative to jail. If Miss Gloria says to do anything, you do it right away, or one call to the police will have you in juvenile prison before you can blink. Do you understand?"
Steven gazes at the judge steadily, "Yes Ma'am."
It is my turn. I kneel down before the boy, "It's all right Steven. The judge has explained your problem to me. Nobody here will make fun of you. Why, any boy at all would look at Crissy here and get just as hard as you."
He replies, "But I'm like this all the time!"
"Here in this house, that's completely fine. Any boy who lives here would be just like you." I raise my voice slightly, "Audrey and Toni, come in here please!" They come running in to join Crissy, and the three take a sexy pose for him. Steven gazes at tall tanned Crissy, slim pale Audrey, and cute little Toni all in their tiny bikinis, and the bulge in his pants twitches. I go on, "You see Steven, with these beautiful girls around, it is natural to be hard like you are now. They all want to see what the fuss is all about, so now I want you to let me take down your pants so we can see."
Steven glances at the judge, and she nods, so he looks back at me. "OK"
I reach to unbutton his trousers, and slowly lower them to his knees. The bulge in his undershorts is definitely man-sized, and when I pull them down too I am greeted by 8" of beautiful hard cock, pointing straight at me. I take it in my hand and begin to stroke it, then look him in the eye, "It's beautiful, Steven. Is it always this hard, even right after you fuck a girl?"
"I--I never--" he stammers.
"Oh, that's terrible!" I exclaim. "It's such a waste!" Then I turn to the girls, "Crissy and Toni, help the judge with her clothes. Amanda, you must stand in the corner and watch."
Judge Susan and I are old friends, and as my slaves strip her it is obvious that she has come ready for play. She wears lovely silvery grey hose, held by a lace garter belt of the same color, but no panties. She takes off her matching lace bra, and it goes on top of the neat pile the girls have made of her suit.
While Susan is being stripped, I stand and open my bathrobe, then remove it and toss it aside. Steven's eyes nearly pop out of his head as he stares at me. I tell him, "I want you to fuck me Steven. I want you to stick that beautiful cock in my hot cunt. I know you don't really know how, but Crissy will help. Now let me get these clothes off of you."
Quickly I strip him, before turning back to the others. "Your honour, would you care to use my desk?" I always keep the top of the big mahogany desk clear, for just such occasions. Susan smiles, and stretches out on it. I step to the end of the desk and part her thighs. For a woman in her late 40s she is in superb shape, with skin maintained by the most expensive moisturizers. Her precisely trimmed pubic patch is dyed the same as her other hair, and her slightly parted pussy lips glisten with moist anticipation.
"Toni, you do as the judge says. Crissy, you show Steven what to do." I glance at Amanda, but she already has her instructions. Steven looks like he might faint, as my gorgeous blonde bombshell walks up to him and slips an arm seductively around his shoulders.
I turn back to Susan, who whispers to Toni, "Take it off, then come and suck my tits." I bend over to bury my face in Susan's cunt, knowing that this leaves my ass and pussy in just the right position for Steven's first fuck. I love the lingering taste of Susan's apple-cinnamon douche. She always uses it because the tiny amount of cinnamon makes her cunt lips swollen and more sensitive. So I slowly lick her thick lips, gently sucking them between my teeth.
I hear Crissy behind me, and spread my legs in eager anticipation. She is whispering, "Oh Steven, it's so big and perfect. You'll just love fucking my Mistress, because she has the wettest, horniest cunt in the whole world. I know, because she lets me suck it all the time. Here, let me hold it for you. Spread your legs just a little bit. That's perfect! Now just push forward, and I'll make sure it goes in the right place."
Steven's cock feels so good as it slides inside me. Slowly he starts to slide in and out, with long deep strokes under Crissy's expert guidance. "Oh, so good." I moan into Susan's ripe cunt. I slip two fingers inside and begin to massage her G-spot. I glance up and see my naked youngest slave sucking on one of Susan's large nipples, while her slim fingers pull, pinch and play with the other.
"Oh yes, SO GOOD" Susan replies, "Toni dear, come and sit on my face, I want to taste your sweet little pussy!" All my girls love the judge who sent them to me, and Toni jumps up on the end of the desk to kneel over Susan's mouth. As she slowly lowers herself onto eager lips, she resumes playing with the hard nipples on Susan's D-cup breasts.
"A little faster now." Crissy tells Steven. "Try to get your balls swinging so they can bump against Mistress' clit. Yes, that's the way! Really do it to her! She loves it! I hope Mistress lets me lick the cunt juice off your cock!" Steven responds to the nasty talk with enthusiasm. He pounds into me and I know I am going to cum soon.
I slide my tongue through the juicy folds of Susan's cinnamon twat to her fat clitoris, and begin to lick it around and around on all sides. "Mmrrnnff!" she squeals into Toni's little pussy, as her hips start to buck and thrash in the throes of her climax. I reach around her thighs and grab the tabs of her garter belt to hold on, as I begin to suck her clit in and out between my teeth in a pulsating rhythm. Susan is always a fun and wild ride.
That wonderful cock hammers into my cunt, and I can feel it growing even bigger and hotter for just a moment, then a deluge of hot sperm floods my vagina, and the rockets go off. I become a crazed cunt lapper, holding onto my bucking partner while I try to suck every last bit of pussy juice from her river of passion. My cunt-muscles contract, and try milk that wonderful cock of every drop of jism, as wave after wave of orgasm fills my body.
Finally, I am exhausted. I let go of Susan and stand up, letting Steven's erection fall out of me. Crissy helps me to the couch, where I sit, while Toni climbs down from the desk. All five women in the room stare at young Steven. He seems a bit dazed, as though he doesn't quite understand what has just happened. But we all can see that his lovely cock is still standing, as proud as ever. For a minute we just look, and Steven begins to blush all over.
Then Crissy breaks the spell, "Mistress, may I?" I nod, and she sinks to her knees in front of Steven's crotch. She extends her tongue and begins to slowly swirl it around his cock-head. This is all so new to Steven, but he is in the best of hands. Slowly and voluptuously Crissy slides her tongue down the underside of his prick until her face pushes between his thighs, and she can lick at his balls. I do sometimes let the girls go out to party with others. It keeps them fresh and happy. Obviously Crissy has been using the opportunity to stay in practice with boys. She licks her way back to the tip, carefully cleaning both sides, then suddenly tries to swallow the whole thing.
Gripping the base of Steven's cock, she engulfs the other 6 inches, and her cheeks dimple as she sucks hard. Steven grips Crissy's hair and begins to moan as she bobs her head back and forth. Minutes later Steven cums again, although with much less jism than he put in my cunt, and Crissy has no problem swallowing it all. I tell her, "Crissy, starting tomorrow you will begin giving Audrey and Toni lessons in cock-sucking."
While Crissy is giving her marvelous display of skill at felatio, Toni helps Judge Susan get dressed. They share a long deep goodbye kiss, during which I can see that Toni's little hands are still up the judge's skirt. Finally Susan says she has to be going, "But just before I leave, I want you to know that Steven's condition has affected his sperm count. It's zero. He can't get you pregnant." I breathe a sigh of relief, and thank her before Toni accompanies her to the door.
I look at Steven, "Well young man, you filled me up with your cum. It is only right that you lick it out of me. Crissy and Toni will show you what to do."
"Yes Ma'am."
"That's 'Yes, Mistress'." I tell him sharply. "As long as you are here, you must always address me as Mistress. If you forget, I shall punish you. If you resist punishment, or forget too often, I shall send you back to jail. Is that clear?"
Steven's eyes glint with intelligence. He knows exactly what is happening, and that he has been recruited. Either at this moment he will rebel, or he will accept my offer to take him as my slave. I can almost hear the gears grind in his brain. It is not so much fear of jail that motivates him, but the obvious promise of limitless sex in a home of total comfort.
Slowly he steps toward my couch, and kneels between my thighs. "Yes Mistress" he murmurs as he bends to lick his own semen as it oozes out of my vagina. He is mine, and all I need do is decide if I want him.
Crissy and Toni come to kneel on either side of Steven. They whisper advice in his ear. "Start lower. See that bit of cum on her ass-hole? You have to get everything." "Don't rush. Try to lick way up inside." "That's her clitoris. Try to lick it really nice." Steven proves an apt student, and soon has me cumming again.
As I let out a satisfied sigh, Steven asks me, "Mistress, why is that girl standing in the corner?"
"Because she has been bad, and that is part of her punishment." At that moment their eyes meet, and perhaps they fall in love. Steven knows all about being bad and being punished, so they instantly understand each other.