Chapter 3
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Alexis led Kelly into the living room and directed her to sit on the couch. As Kelly sat, the cool leather sent chills up her spine as it caressed her skin. She immediately noticed how she sank into the couch. She felt as if she was trapped, the seat held her in place and made it very difficult to get up.
Kelly felt uncomfortable sitting naked in the living room...what if Mistress Alexis' mother returned and found her with her daughter...she'd already warned her what she'd do if she caught her molesting her daughter again!
Alexis circled the couch and approached Kelly from the rear. Without warning, Alexis took Kelly's left arm and extended it out to her side. Before Kelly knew what had happened, her young Mistress had slipped a silk piece of material over her wrist...securing her arm to the back of the couch.
Her right arm was then bound. In this position, Kelly's breasts were thrust out and upward, her nipples were hard and pointed toward the ceiling.
Kelly felt terribly uncomfortable.
Alexis smiled down upon her little slave. She couldn't believe how lucky she was, actually being able to dominate an older, married heterosexual woman. Looking down, Kelly's breasts looked huge with her back arched and arms secured to the back of the couch. She noticed how hard and extended Kelly's nipples had become. Maybe it was the cool air in the room causing them to harden OR maybe her little nymph actually got turned on from being tied up.
Alexis walked around to the front of the couch. Kelly looked up and saw her Mistress standing before her, dressed in a long, black silk robe, her long red hair flowing over her shoulders. Kelly thought she looked beautiful, but she looked so young. Was it her age that turned Kelly on so much or her ability to make her do whatever she wanted. Kelly couldn't resist her demands, no matter what they were. Being tied up like this brought forth feelings within Kelly she'd not experienced before; she was completely at the service of her Mistress.
Alexis reached down and brought Kelly's petite feet up from the floor placing her heels on the front edge of the cushion. Placing her hands on the inside of Kelly's knees, she began to push outward, spreading her thighs as far as she could. By pushing outward on her knees, Kelly's pussy was raised up and forward, bringing it to the very edge of the cushion. When Alexis had her in the position she wanted, she reached in between the cushion and found two more silk straps, taking each and securing Kelly's knees.
Kelly, extremely exposed and vulnerable, couldn't move, she was spread eagled in the living room of her Mistress, naked. What would Alexis' Mom say now if she walked-in. Kelly looked down at her body, her breasts never looked so big; the familiar wetness beginning to form between her legs. She couldn't understand, or was unwilling to accept, the power her young Mistress Alexis possessed over her.
Kelly looked so hot, thought Alexis. Alexis felt the familiar reaction to the image before her, her nipples standing tall and her pussy swelling with excitement. "How do you feel Kelly. You look like you're enjoying being tied up?" Kelly looked at her Mistress, "Please untie me," she pleaded. Alexis reached for the belt of her robe and untied its knot, slowly loosening the belt, watching Kelly's eyes follow each movement. She knew she had Kelly in the palm of her hand, she'd do anything she requested. Continuing to loosen the belt until it hung loosely from her robe, Alexis began to open it for Kelly's waiting eyes.
Kelly knew she couldn't resist her Mistress. This young girl had an unexplained power over her. She continued to watch as Alexis parted her silk robe, her soft, smooth skin beginning to show beneath it. Her cleavage now becoming more exposed. Her hard, youthful breasts stood tall, without support, cherry red nipples pointing proudly towards the ceiling.
Alexis held the robe together just enough not to reveal her special surprise she had strapped below her waist. "Kelly, do you remember the last time we were together on the train?" questioned Alexis. Kelly immediately thought back to that point in time, she remembered how her Mistress had fucked her with her cock...God, she almost moaned as she thought back on the moment. "Yes Mistress," said Kelly.
"Tell me what happened Kelly, what did we do?" asked Alexis. Kelly knew but was too embarrassed to recount the story to her Mistress. She remembered how hard she had fucked her and how wonderful it had felt. "Answer me Kelly, now!" demanded Alexis. Kelly was startled by her harsh tone. Looking down, Kelly said, "Mistress, you made love to me." Alexis smiled, "No Kelly, tell your Mistress explicitly how I made love to you."
Kelly, with flushed cheeks, began to recount the moment in detail. When she finished, the smooth lips of her pussy were swollen, her inner lips parted exposing her wet slit to her Mistress' approving eyes.
Alexis smiled as she observed the reaction Kelly was experiencing just from telling the story. Kelly's juices were trickling down the crack of her firm ass, coating her little asshole. The time had come for Alexis to finish the evening's festivities. Watching Kelly's face, she began to slowly open her robe below the waist. Alexis just smiled as she saw Kelly's eyes widen at the sight before her. Strapped around Alexis' boyish hips was the biggest cock Kelly had ever seen! The cock pointed out from the little redhead's body a good twelve inches and it was so thick! Alexis grasped it at the base, her little fingers didn't touch.
Kelly couldn't believe the size of the cock strapped to her Mistress' hips. Was this the same cock Alexis had fucked her with before on the train? "Kelly, you seemed to enjoy the fucking I gave you so much on the train, that I thought I'd increase the size of my cock, just for you. You're such a little slut, I know you're going to learn to love my cock and the fucking I'm going to give you," laughed Alexis. "Mistress...I, I, but before Kelly could get her sentence out, Alexis stepped forward and rubbed the large cock head up and down between Kelly's swollen labia. She expertly slid her cock up to where it just made contact with Kelly's hyper-sensitive clitoris, now clearly exposed and straining for release. Pausing, Alexis slid her hips forwarding, engaging her cock with the opening of Kelly's pussy.
Kelly's eyes widened as she stared in amazement at the huge cock that was about to penetrate her. Could her body really accept something that big...would she be so big that her husband would surely know she'd been unfaithful to him? Her thoughts quickly vanished as Alexis slid four inches of hard, thick cock into Kelly's pussy. Unable to resist the assault, Kelly's legs were spread to their limits, making the assault easy for Alexis. Resting her hands on Kelly's knees, Alexis began her thrusts, never driving home more than a couple of inches at a time.
Kelly was in heaven. This little girl really knew how to please her sexually; hitting every erogenous zone in her body; playing her like a fiddle. Kelly wanted Alexis to drive her big cock deep into her body, but Alexis was content to torment her with her shallow fucking. If her hands weren't tied, Kelly would have grabbed her Mistress by the hips and pulled all of cock inside her, but all she could do was lie there and let her Mistress fuck her at the pace she chose.
Alexis was really getting into fucking this married woman. She read her body's responses exactly as only a woman could...pausing between strokes, making sure her cock hit all the right spots. Releasing her knees, Alexis leaned forward and ran her hands up on Kelly's hips. As she did, another 4" of cock slipped into Kelly's tight pussy. A moan clearly escaped her lips, Kelly was lost in the moment, her eyes rolling back in her head when Alexis' cock rubbed against her clit. "You are such a little slut, aren't you Kelly? You like my big cock fucking you, don't you Kelly?" breathed Alexis.
She was adjusting her pace, as she planned on fucking this bitch for at least another 15 minutes...that's about all she had before her Mom got back home.
Kelly tried to control her emotions, but Alexis would have known of that, she controlled the Kelly's level of pleasure. With each stroke, Kelly knew she'd no longer be able to resist the orgasm building deep with in her. Her clit pulsed with each stroke of Alexis' cock, God she knew how to wield that big, wonderful cock, thought Kelly. And then it happened, Alexis drove the entire 12" into her little slut, her hips nestled between Kelly's. Alexis felt some resistance and then with a little push of her hips, her cock slipped into Kelly's womb. Observing Kelly, Alexis felt her quiver and then go limb. Kelly was in the throes of the most wonderful orgasm. It seemed to go on forever.
Alexis, when she felt Kelly starting to come down from her high, began to pull her hips back ever so slightly and then thrust forward, each time just penetrating Kelly's womb. Kelly had never felt anything that deep inside her before. She felt so full, her stomach was protruding from the cockhead pressing up against it.
Alexis let Kelly finally come down from her climax, her breathing assuming it's normal rate. With her cock still deeply buried inside her pussy, Alexis spoke, "Did you enjoy our little fuck?" Kelly opened her eyes, a light coating of perspiration covering Alexis' body, making her appear to be glowing in the light, "Yes Mistress, you make me feel so good." Alexis pulled back to dislodge her cock from the tight pussy. "Please Mistress, don't, stay inside me, your cock feels so good, don't take it out," begged Kelly. Her words surprised her, she was becoming emotionally attached to Alexis and it frightened her.
"You know my Mother will be home shortly. Do you want her to see me fucking you? You're hear because you molested me, don't you remember?" Alexis smiled. Her comments shocked Kelly back to reality. How could she be so mean after just making love to her? "Get dressed, hurry up, you've only got 5 minutes before my Mom gets home. As Alexis turned to go to her room, Kelly couldn't help but stare at the most beautiful, firm little asscheeks outlined by the straps of the dildo. She quivered at the thought of getting to touch and bury her face between those kissable little cheeks.
Kelly got dressed, anticipating the return of Alexis' Mother from her work. As she adjusted the tiny maid's outfit to her tired body, Kelly heard the front door open. Marissa called out, "Alexis, I'm home." Kelly quickly finished dressing and went to the living room. Alexis had already joined her Mother, Alexis now fully dressed, looking so young and innocent.
When Marissa saw Kelly enter the room, her lips formed a huge smile, her white teeth shining her approval of how Kelly looked in her new outfit. "Kelly, how was your first day at work?" Kelly said, "Just fine Miss Marissa, may I leave now?" "I guess it is time to catch your train home," smiled Marissa, but first, Alexis tells me you gave her a bath today, is that right?" Kelly wondered if she was in trouble again, wondered if Alexis had shared their sexual encounter with her Mother. Deciding not to lie, Kelly said, "Yes Miss Marissa, Kelly requested I give her a bath and I did as instructed." Her daughter sat silently beside her Mother, "Alexis, did Kelly do a good job bathing you?" Alexis looked up at Kelly standing before her and her Mom, "Yes Mom, she gave me a wonderful bath, you'll have to let her bathe you sometime," smiled Alexis. Marissa wondered if her daughter had had sex with Kelly while she was at work.
"Kelly, would you mind bathing me?" Kelly knew she'd be late, real late getting home, how would she explain it to her husband. Before she could answer, Marissa popped up, "You could tell your husband that you were spending the night at a friend's, that would give you plenty of time and we wouldn't have to rush through the bath." Kelly knew she couldn't refuse her, she had her just where she wanted her and Kelly knew it!
"It's settled then, Friday night plan to stay over for the weekend," said Marissa. "Miss Marissa, I can't stay away all weekend, I just can't," begged Kelly. "Make the plans with your husband, and bring some clothes, we may want to go out." Kelly felt trapped. Her heart began to race as she contemplated how and what she'd tell her husband.
As she rode home, her anxiety level tapered off. Why was she worrying about what her husband would think. He hadn't been paying her the least bit of attention. That's what got her into this mess in the first place, his sexual neglect of her!
Friday came, and Kelly stood at her new employer's door, a weekend bag in hand. As she rang the doorbell, she couldn't help but shake in anticipation of what might happen to her...she'd be here a whole weekend with two of the most attractive women she'd ever met...a Mother and daughter who knew just how to light her sexual fires.
Marissa opened the door, dressed in a long flowing terrycloth robe, "Come in Kelly, I've been waiting for you. Put your things in the closet; you won't be needing them this weekend." Kelly looked at her with a puzzled expression, "Did you forget your maid outfit," asked Marissa. Kelly placed her bag in the closet. "Alexis is out with her friend, Jill, so I thought I'd take a long bath. Why don't you prepare my bath. Don't bother putting your maid's uniform on, it'll probably just get wet."
Kelly shivered at the thought of seeing her Mistress nude for the first time. She thought back to her first experience with her, how large her breasts looked in the silk robe, her powerful legs. "Go fetch my bath Kelly, I'll join you in a moment." Kelly proceeded to the all too familiar bathroom, the same room she'd made love to her Mistress' daughter just a couple of days ago.
Kelly proceeded to fill the large tub. As she turned to get the bubble bath, Marissa entered the room, still dressed in her terrycloth robe. "Kelly, why don't you take your clothes off so they don't get wet while you bathe me?", smiled Marissa. Kelly reached behind her back and slipped the zipper of her dress down, the material slipped off her shoulders as the dress floated to the floor. Stepping from her dress, Kelly stood before her Mistress in her white cotton under wire bra and white embroidered thong. "Okay Miss Marissa, I'm ready to bathe you, please step in the tub." Kelly was hoping that she'd get away with only removing her dress, but Marissa had other ideas. "Kelly, you don't want to get that beautiful bra wet do you, take it off...now!" commanded Marissa. Kelly's shaky fingers reached behind her and unsnapped the clasp. The bra straps slipped off her smooth shoulders, the cups clung loosely to her full melon shaped breasts. Marissa reached up and slipped her fingers beneath the cups, her finger tips just grazing Kelly's hard, extended nipples. Kelly caught her breath at the initial contact of Marissa's fingers. Pulling up and away, Kelly's breasts were now proudly and beautifully on display for Marissa to admire. Standing back, Marissa made no pretense in admiring Kelly's breasts, they were a thing of beauty.
Having feasted her eyes long enough, Marissa turned her back to Kelly and said, "Kelly, remove my robe, I'm ready to take my bath. Kelly went to step around her so she could undue the belt in the front, but Marissa stopped her and told her to remove it from where she stood. Kelly stepped closer to her Mistress, knowing she'd have to be standing right behind her if she was going to be able to reach the belt in the front. As she moved closer, her nipples made contact with the terry cloth robe. Standing directly behind her, Kelly could smell her Mistress' hair, it smelled wonderful. Resting her chin on her Mistress' shoulder, Kelly slipped her arms under Marissa's in an attempt to untie her robe. As she began to untie it, she looked up and saw a large floor length mirror facing them. Kelly noticed how tall she was compared to her Mistress, her head clearly towering over that of her Mistress'. She saw the tops of her breasts, just peering over Marissa's shoulders. It was then Kelly noticed those big blue eyes of her Mistress' staring a hole through her. Kelly concentrated on her task at hand, as she began to untie the robe. As the tie came free, Marissa's hands firmly took Kelly's, "Take my robe off, SLUT!" commanded Marissa. Marissa's words initially shocked Kelly, but she'd heard them before and proceeded to open the robe. As it opened, Kelly saw the firm, hard stomach of her Mistress appear, her red silk bikini panties outlining the full lips of her pussy, and then, her eyes widened as Marissa's breasts came into view. They were magnificent, thought Kelly. Marissa, studied Kelly's expression, pleased by what she saw.
Kelly's hands froze, holding the robe open, but not removing it off Marissa's shoulders. She just stared in awe at those beautiful treasures. Marissa's breasts completely covered her chest, extending out past her arm pits. The mounds were topped off by the smallest, pinkest nipples Kelly had ever seen. They looked out of place resting atop such a large pair of breasts.
Marissa smiled, understanding the effects her breasts were having on this poor housewife. Reaching up, Marissa cupped her breasts, their size more than her little hands could hold. She slowly began to lift and knead her breasts for Kelly. Just as suddenly as the moment had occurred, Marissa ended it and stepped free of her robe. Kelly, for the first time, saw the firm globes of her ass, there was not an ounce of fat where the thigh kissed her buttocks. Marissa was in great shape! Her smooth butt cheeks were flawless, only a small portion of the crease between her cheeks were visible.
As Marissa turned, her breasts again captured Kelly's full attention, "Kelly, remove my panties so I can get into the tub," Marissa said. Kelly, kneeling before her Mistress, reached up and slipped her fingers into the waistband of the tiny panties, slowly tugging the soft silk over the most beautiful pair of legs Kelly had ever seen. Lifting each foot, Marissa stepped free of her panties. Kelly's eyes rose from her kneeling position. Marissa turned to face Kelly, her hairless pussy only inches from Kelly's face. Parting her thighs, Marissa showed her treasure to her little slave housewife. Like her breasts, Marissa was blessed with a full set of lips, kissable lips that many a man and woman had kissed before. Her clit was the only part which didn't match her small stature, it was already extended past her vulva^×an obvious sign of her excitement.
Kelly remained kneeling, inhaling the feminine aroma emanating from her Mistress. Marissa broke the spell of the moment and lifted one leg into the tub, her pussy clearly on display for the helpless, admiring Kelly. Sinking into the tub, Marissa told her to begin washing her, JUST LIKE SHE"D WASHED HER DAUGHTER THE DAY BEFORE! Those words brought Kelly out of her trance...what did she know about what had happened between her and her daughter. Would she be mad, report her to the police?
Kelly, still kneeling, leaned over the tub and began to lather up a wash cloth with soap. "Why are you using that?" asked Marissa. I don't like the feel of a rough cloth against my skin...just use your hands." As her Mistress reclined her head on a towel, her magnificent breasts floated atop the water surface. Kelly feasted her eyes on them, drawn by their beauty. She'd never experienced such an attraction to another woman's breasts before, but her Mistress' would be the envy of any man who saw them, or any woman for that matter.
Kneeling at the head of the free-standing tub, Kelly rubbed the bath soap into her hands as she enjoyed the view. Leaning forward, her breasts hovered just above her Mistress' face. When Marissa felt Kelly's hands begin to wash her arms and shoulders, she opened her eyes and smiled at the wonderful sight. Kelly's breasts looked beautiful as they dangled before her, her nipples hard and elongated, just grazing Marissa's lips. This contact didn't go unnoticed by Kelly either. She gasped as her sensitive buds lightly drug across her Mistress' lips. Trying to concentrate, Kelly continued to wash her, the only part of her upper torso she hadn't washed were her breasts. "Kelly, why are avoiding my breasts, they need to be washed as well as the rest of me," stated Marissa.
Kelly didn't respond, she applied more liquid soap to her hands, warmed it, and slowly slipped her fingers around the sides of her Mistress' breasts, grasping each globe in the palm of her hands. Their weight, heavy in her hands, felt warm and wonderful. Kelly didn't wash her breasts, she merely held them, weighing them. The moment was interrupted by Marissa's voice, "Kelly, are you going to wash them or just hold them?" Her voice brought Kelly out of her trance, her fingers began to caress and wash her Mistress' fine breasts.
As Kelly's fingers worked their way toward her nipples, she noticed how pointed and hard they'd become. Taking each nipple between her thumb and forefinger, Kelly began to pinch and pull the nipple out and away from the breast. Kelly was awarded with a soft warm breath of air from her Mistress' mouth across her highly aroused nipples. There was no pretending this was just a bath as Kelly felt her Mistress' warm wet lips capture her right nipple and suck it deeply into her mouth. Kelly froze, enjoying the pleasure she was receiving from her Mistress' sucking mouth. Kelly continued to manipulate her Mistress' nipples, noticing her chest rising out of the water as she continued to lift her Mistress out of the water by her nipples. The more she pulled, the harder Marissa sucked on her nipples, alternating now between each breast. Kelly's nipples were being sucked so hard and so long by her Mistress that Kelly felt like they were starting to go numb, the same feeling you receive when your lover sucks a hickey on your neck.
Kelly, unable to take the sucking any longer, released her hold on her Mistress' nipples and raised up to escape the nipple suction on her breasts.
She heard a popping sound as her nipple slipped from her Mistress' mouth. Looking down, Kelly was shocked by what she saw. Her areolas were red and puffy, standing taller than ever before. As she watched the blood begin to flow back into her nipples, Kelly felt the most exquisite pleasure begin to flow throughout the entire breast, warming her body, making her panties wet with her juices. She'd never had anyone make love to her breasts like her Mistress just had.
Marissa looked up and saw the results of her sucking, Kelly's nipples were huge, rising high on her globes. "Slave, who said you could pull those lovely nipples away?" asked Marissa in a commanding voice. "Lean your ass back over here, I'll let you know when I'm through." Kelly, afraid of what might happen if she disobeyed, leaned forward, bringing her now highly sensitized nipples within reach of her Mistress' strong, sucking mouth.
Reaching her arms up, Marissa captured each dangling globe and squeezed them together, hearing a soft moan from her slave. Pulling her breasts lower, Marissa again locked her soft lips around the right nipple and began a nursing technique she'd used before on one of her lovers. She would suck, just like an infant, only harder. Kelly's whole breast felt like it was being drawn into the mouth of her Mistress. She felt her nipple rest against the back of her Mistress' throat, her tongue licking and caressing the globe, her soft, full lips clamped hard over her breast. Kelly had never felt anything like this before. Her arms now supporting herself on the sides of the tub as her Mistress made love to her breasts.
Marissa knew exactly what she was doing. By sucking long and hard, over a period of time, the breast would begin to produce milk. She couldn't wait to feast upon Kelly's milk. Marissa also knew that her breasts would increase in size as they filled with milk...another wonderful outcome from the sucking technique. Marissa continued her sucking technique for over 5 minutes.
Kelly's arms were going weak. She felt like her Mistress was draining her strength from her body as she endured this wonderful torture. How much longer...how much more could she take, her breasts were receiving so much attention. The feeling was exquisite. Kelly again began to feel that warm, flowing sensation grow between her legs and spread throughout her body. She was about to experience an orgasm, without anyone even touching her pussy. Her breasts were the source of this pending orgasm. She felt her body stiffened as the feeling grew, finally overcoming Kelly, she let go, softly moaning as her climax reached it's peak.
Marissa felt Kelly begin to lift up as her climax began, but she tightened her grip on each breast, her mouth continued it's suction. She'd soon have Kelly trained in reaching a breast orgasm each day as part of their love making sessions. By the reaction she was getting, Kelly would be producing milk within a week!