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Chapter 1:
The Ride Home             Bethany lay bored on the Davidson’s couch as she glanced between her  copy of Seventeen magazine and the clock on the wall now past 11:00pm. Wondering what was keeping them she went back to the article titled "How to Tell When He Likes You" and chuckled softly to herself. Bethany glanced to the door as keys jingled in the lock  and smiled as she thought to herself, "show time!" Christine walked through the door with her husband in tow and began apologizing about being so late. Bethany tossed the magazine onto the coffee table and stood up, fixing the wrinkles in the pleated skirt that marked her private-school uniform. It fell to mid-thigh, just a few inches short of meeting the school’s regulations but with  her father as superintendent she was accustomed to getting away with such things.

Christine began explaining about traffic and delays  while Bethany bent over to slip on her mary-jane shoes. She looked up in time to see Tim staring at her, trying to see down her white blouse. Bethany flashed him a grin before interrupting Christine.  "Oh that’s ok Mrs. Davidson, I don’t mind. I think I missed the last bus though."   She looked over at Tim with a slight pout on her face and with a helpless shrug of her shoulders asked, "Do you think you could give me a ride home Mister Davidson?" She hoped it was subtle enough to compel Tim but leave Christine oblivious to any hint of her intentions. "Ah s-sure,"
Tim stammered, causing Bethany to smile at how easy it was. Tim opened the door to usher Bethany out, who made a point of brushing her skirted butt against his crotch as she squeezed out the doorway. Christine called from the kitchen, "Oh hun, don’t forget to pay the babysitter, ok?" All Tim could muster was a breathless "Y-yeah."   Bethany smiled as she skipped down the steps to his car, knowing she had him hard already. Waiting by the car door, she watched Tim approach to open it for her. She glanced down at him, then looked up and asked in a sweet tone, “Are you okay Mister Davidson?” Tim was red-faced as his trembling hand tried to unlock her door. “Here,” said Bethany, as she moved toward him. “Let me help you.” Her breasts pressed against his back as her hand closed around his, guiding the key into the lock.

Tim felt her breath warm his neck as she purred, “it slips in easily if you give it a little push.” Bethany giggled when she heard Tim groan softly. He quickly opened the car door and stood behind it to hide his erection. Bethany flashed her thighs as she lifted her leg to step into the car, but stopped and looked at Tim with her nose wrinkled up. “Umm, you want me to sit here?” Tim looked confused while he peered into the car. “Yeah. Uh, is there something wrong?”  
Bethany, feeling her control over him growing along with his erection, decided to test her power. “Well the seat is so dirty,” she whined, “can you wipe it clean or something?” Tim was about to dismiss her complaint as that of a spoiled brat when she giggled and looked at him sweetly. He couldn‘t resist, and did his best to hide the bulge in his pants as he rounded the car door and leaned inside, wiping the seat clean with his hands. Bethany placed her hand on his waist as she bent down to tell him, “You missed a spot.” Tim stood up, almost ready to shove her into the car in frustration, when she hugged him and stood up on her tiptoes to plant a wet kiss on his cheek. “Thanks Mister Davidson,” she said, almost singing, as she punctuated each syllable in his name like a young schoolgirl with a crush.   Hopping into the car, Bethany sat down and made a show of smoothing her skirt carefully and flipping her hair back behind her head. Outside the car, Tim was walking around the front and glanced at her just long enough to bang his shin against the bumper. Bethany laughed but quickly covered her mouth.

When he entered the car she greeted him with a pouting “poor thing, are you okay?” Tim simply looked straight ahead as he started the car and drove off. Teen pop music poured out the car speakers when Bethany finally stopped fiddling with the radio. “Ooh, I love this song!” She started to dance in her seat while mouthing the words then burst into full song, perfectly content to ignore Tim completely.   She didn‘t stop until the music did, suddenly, when he announced, “we‘re here.” Bethany became strangely quiet, almost sullen. She managed to say meekly, “Thanks Mister Davidson” as she unbuckled her seatbelt and prepared to leave. “Your welcome Bethany,” said Tim, who was more than a little puzzled by the change in her demeanor. Bethany was reaching for the door handle when she started to sob, pitiful little sobs that would break the heart of all but the most jaded. “Bethany, what is it?” Tim questioned, concern in his voice. “I need t-to ask you s-something, but you‘re g-going to say no,” she stuttered, in between tears. “Bethany, you can ask me anything! Please, go ahead.” Bethany hesitated a moment, then spewed her troubles out. “My girlfriends bet me that I couldn‘t get a boy‘s underwear and that I was too ‘nice‘ to go all the way and no way could I get a boy to offer them and if I don‘t get a real pair by tomorrow they‘ll all make fun of me and I‘ll be so humiliated and I‘ll just die!” Tim tried to console her by putting an arm around her, but she just started crying again. Feeling helpless, Tim said, “Well what can I do to help?” Bethany looked up through the tears in her eyes, exclaiming “Really? You really want to help me?”   Tim assured her that he did, and asked again what he could do to help. Bethany looked him in the eyes, saying, “Can I have your underwear, please?” It was the quivering in her voice when she asked ‘please‘ that killed him. “I, I guess,” was all he managed to say. Bethany‘s mood instantly brightened at the news. “Oh thank you Mister Davidson!” she exclaimed as she climbed into his lap, hugging him.

With Bethany squirming in his lap Tim felt his erection come back in full force. Bethany just giggled in his ear, saying, “I better get you out of your underwear then!” Tim looked worried and stammered, “you? What do you mean? I thought I‘d just go inside and take them off in the bathroom?” Bethany frowned and explained, “you can‘t go inside; you‘ll wake my parents up.” Tim asked why he couldn‘t just remove them himself. “Because your hands are all dirty from cleaning my seat. I can‘t bring dirty underwear; they‘ll know something is wrong!” Tim started getting nervous, but his hesitancy was met with renewed sobs from Bethany and her pleas for his help. “Y-you have to let me do t-this!” Tim just sighed and nodded his head. It was all Bethany needed to reach for his belt, undoing it with a skill and speed beyond her years.   She paused to rest her hand on his crotch while she kissed him on the cheek, “Thank you so much for doing this Mister Davidson!” He let out a slow groan as she undid the button on his pants and pulled the zipper down. He then lifted himself off the seat while she tugged on his pants, bringing them down to his ankles. “Hmm,” said Bethany, “You can take your shoes off for me. I guess you could have done the pants too, huh?” She giggled as he moved to remove the items, his erection clearly visible by the tent in his underwear. “What is that?” she exclaimed, while pointing and feigning innocence. “Let‘s just get this done, quickly,” said Tim, hoping to minimize his embarrassment. Bethany leaned over and gently pulled his underwear down.   His erection bobbed in the air, her hair tickling it when she reached way down to slide the underwear off his feet. She then looked at him saying, “Mister Davidson, aren‘t you forgetting something?”
Bethany reached her open hand towards him. He looked down hopefully and stammered, “h-huh?” She giggled again and simply said, “Pay me.” Tim tried to mask his disappointment as understanding hit him and he reached for the wallet in his pants pocket. Bethany rested her hand on his thigh as he first opened his wallet, and then offered her all the cash he had. She flashed a sexy smile at him and winked before exiting the car and entering her house, leaving him with no underwear, no money, and an aching hard on.  

Chapter 2: Panties
Bethany sat in front of the mirror in her bedroom wearing only a towel as she brushed her blonde hair, primping herself for the day‘s activities. Finally satisfied that she was looking deliciously cute, she went to the clothes that she had carefully picked out. Unwrapping the towel from her body, she let it fall to the floor and picked up a pink cotton thong. Stepping in to it and sliding it up her legs she glanced at her toes, thinking, ‘I‘m overdue for a pedicure.‘ She frowned for a moment then slipped on a tiny matching camisole and a pair of cut-off jean shorts that barely hid her underwear. She completed the outfit with a white tee shirt bearing pink letters reading ‘cutie pie‘ across the font. Slipping her feet into a pair of flip-flops, she grabbed her car keys, her purse, and headed out the door.   Sitting in her car outside the Davidson‘s house, Bethany tugged down on her tee shirt, smoothing it out and pausing as her hands passed over her breasts. She danced her fingers gently across her nipples, making sure they were hard enough to be visible through the fabric before exiting the car and bounding up the walkway to the front door. She rang the doorbell once, then a second and third time, pausing only a few seconds in between. Tim opened the door to be greeted by a frown-faced Bethany saying, “Took you long enough. Is Christine home?”  
She barely waited for him to say, “No, she‘s at work today” before walking passed him and flopping down on the couch with her feet resting on the coffee table. Bethany was already grinning when Tim asked her what she was doing there. “I came to bring you your underwear, silly boy.” The memory of driving her home that night made him flustered, but Tim tried to regain his composure with a “yes, well, thank you Bethany for returning them, that‘s very kind of you.”   Bethany countered by rubbing her calves together, grabbing his attention and making him flustered once again as he stared at her long, tanned legs. “Oops, I‘m sorry. I shouldn‘t have my shoes on the coffee table, huh?” Tim tried to collect himself as Bethany raised a leg towards him, dangling her flip-flop from her toes. “There you go, would you help me?” said Bethany, sounding as sweet as sugar. Tim removed her shoes from both feet, and gasped as she let out a giggle. “Ooh, that tickles!” He set her shoes down by the door and was rewarded with a cheerful “Good boy, thanks Tim!” from a smiling Bethany, as she tossed her purse down on the large chair opposite the couch.   Tim approached the couch, prepared to lecture her. “Uh Bethany, I think ‘Mr. Davidson‘ would be more appropriate, don‘t you?” Bethany‘s face became stern as she said, “I don‘t think horny perverts who strip down to nothing but their erection in a car with a teenaged girl should lecture anyone on what‘s appropriate; do you?” Tim‘s jaw dropped as he searched for the words with which to respond. “Also, do you really think I haven‘t noticed the way you look at me whenever I come over to baby-sit?”   Bethany saw that he was about to speak, so she shushed him and told him to take a seat on the couch. Tim sat down, feeling stunned. Bethany was delighted at the effect of her words, and pressed on. “You find me attractive, right Tim?” Bethany asked, before stretching her legs out and resting them in his lap, eliciting a groan and a soft “Yes” from Tim. “I make your cock hard too, right Tim?” questioned Bethany as she wriggled her toes against the front of his pants and his now very stiff prick. “Please Bethany, you must stop.  
We really can‘t be doing this--” but Bethany interrupted harshly, “You better think about what will happen when I show your wife your underwear before you tell me what we can or can‘t do, go it?” She emphasized her words by pressing her heel down and against him, squashing his balls into the couch. “Argh I‘m sorry, Please!” gasped Tim, struggling with the words. Bethany pressed harder, responding “‘Please‘ what?” Tears forming in his eyes, Tim answered, “Please stop hurting my balls, Bethany, Please!” Bethany relieved the pressure against his crotch, “Better,” she said, pausing to plant her feet on the floor and stand up, “but you still need a lot more work.” she added, now looking down her nose at him as she towered above, her hands resting haughtily on her hips. Tim let out a slow groan and looked up at Bethany with a wounded look on his face while clutching his abused balls. “Aw, poor baby” she cooed, “Are your widdle balls all achy now?” Bethany leaned down with parted lips, approaching his mouth. Tim closed his eyes in anticipation and felt her breath against his lips, less than an inch away now. Bethany pursed her lips and grazed the tip of his nose with a feathery kiss. Giggling, she stared into his disappointed eyes and said “Good puppy. Now put your hands behind your back.”   Looking at her cute, smiling face, sparkling brown eyes, and with her golden tresses falling down around his face, he was simply hypnotized and forced to comply. Bethany straddled his lap and pressed her breasts against his chest, causing him to lean back and effectively pinning his arms behind him. She kissed the side of his neck, moaning, and planting kisses up to his ear. “You see baby?” she whispered into his ear, then nibbling at his ear. “It doesn‘t have to be painful.” Tim groaned as she bit down gently and started tugging on his earlobe. “If you do as I say, sometimes it can be quite,” Bethany trailed off, switching to the other side of his neck licking and kissing her way up until she breathed hotly in his ear: “,pleasurable.” Bethany could feel Tim thrusting his hips, futilely trying to rub against something, anything, as she worked him over.  

She slid up his lap and sat down right on top of his erection, pinning it between them and not letting it move at all. “What‘s this? Did I say you could get a boner?” Bethany frowned at Tim, and then leaned back as if to get off of him. “No don‘t stop! I‘m sorry,” begged Tim, looking worried now. “Sorry for what?” asked Bethany, trying her best to sound innocent and confused. “I‘m umm sorry that I got hard?” Bethany cocked her head, “You don‘t sound too sure about that; try saying “I‘m sorry for getting hard without your permission Bethany.”   Tim swallowed hard, and then managed to repeat her apology. “Such a good little boy you are Timmy!” Bethany smiled as she leaned her body into his, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her face, cheek to cheek. She started rubbing the front of her cut-off jean shorts against hard on, moaning softly in his ear with her hot breath. Tim started groaning in between heavy breaths, so Bethany picked up the pace to match his, her pelvis now grinding against his throbbing cock as she bounced up and down in his lap. “Are you ready horny boy?”
Bethany whispered into his ear, followed by, “Is my big, stiff, horny boy ready, huh?” All Tim managed was a quivering “oh god yes!” in between his labored panting. Bethany giggled, “Good,” and instantly stopped her grinding, stood up, and grinned at him saying, “Take off your clothes then.” Tim was stunned for a moment from the sudden loss of pleasure, but didn‘t need to be told twice to strip for the young vixen. He fumbled with his shirt buttons as thoughts of fondling her pert breasts and soft thighs filled his head.   It wasn‘t until he was completely naked that he realized she hadn‘t removed a thing yet. “Bethany, aren‘t you going to get naked too?” She just giggled and said “nope.” Tim was visibly disappointed when he asked “why?” with a pouting look. “Because,” replied Bethany, as she went to hug him, pressing her body against his and trapping his erection between her upper thighs, “I make the rules, and you follow them, like the good little puppy you are!” Tim started to whimper, “but I really wanted to see your underwear!” Bethany just giggled and squeezed her thighs together, eliciting a groan from Tim. “You do, huh? Well what do you want to see my underwear for?” Bethany smiled and chuckled to herself. It was so easy to make him confused and flustered, especially when he was so hard. “Bethany, I bet you‘ve got the cutest, sexiest little panties.

I‘d love to see them!” Bethany just beamed. It was all working out so well. “Oh, so it‘s my cute little pink panties you want to see, huh?” She felt his cock twitch between her legs, more than enough of an answer to her question. “Well I guess I could show you my panties, but you‘re going to have to show me what a good little boy you can be.” Tim looked almost desperate when he said “Bethany I‘ll do whatever you want, just please let me see your panties!”   Stepping away from Tim, she ordered, “On your hands and knees, now!” Tim complied, dropping to the floor. “Go fetch my purse. Crawl and use your teeth like a good widdle doggie!” Tim was red-faced with humiliation, but his pulsing erection won the argument in his head. He crawled over to the chair while the sounds of a giggling and laughing Bethany burned his ears. Bethany squealed, “ooh good boy,” as Tim used his mouth to retrieve her purse and crawl back to her. She took it from his mouth, exclaiming, “Icky, you got it all wet. I said to use your teeth, not your yucky doggie drool!” Tim simply lowered his head in shame. “Well now you‘ll have to do one more thing if you want to see my panties,wear them!” Tim looked up at her to see if she was serious. Bethany just smiled and nodded her head.   A part of Tim‘s brain thought this whole situation was ridiculous and had gone on long enough. He then realized that in order to wear them,she‘d have to take them off first! Picturing her naked, young pussy made his cock spasm, so he shuddered and said, “ok.” Bethany pretended not to hear him, saying, “hmm, what?” Tim sighed, realizing what she was doing. “Please Bethany, may I wear your panties?” Bethany giggled, “Aw, you‘re saying it Timmy, but I don‘t think you really mean it.” With that, she stepped towards him, telling him to get on his knees. Her waist was now eye level for him. Her hands slowly unbuttoned the top of her jeans, now inches from his nose. Bethany whispered, “Tell me how badly you want to be my little panty slut.”   Tim couldn‘t believe she was taking it this far, but he wasn‘t about to stop and have her leave after all he‘d been through and with his aching hard on.

His nose caught a whiff of her scent and his lips trembled as her fingers toyed with the zipper. “Please Bethany, may I please be your panty slut? I want to wear them so much!” Bethany laughed at him; deep giddy laughs that made him turn bright red. “Gee Tim, if you needed to borrow a pair of underwear, all you had to do was ask.” Bethany buttoned her jean shorts back up.   To Tim‘s dismay, she then reached into her purse and pulled out a pair of light pink, cotton thong panties with white-lace trim, and bright pink hearts on them. “Here you go panty slut. Look at them all you want, but put them on first, ok?” Tim was shocked into silence and inaction. Bethany scowled at him, “If you ever want me to grind in your lap like that again, you‘ll do what you begged to do. You‘ll do what you‘re told.” Tim felt defeated, and resigned himself to playing along with whatever her game was, hoping he‘d get some much needed attention for his cock soon. “Yes, Bethany.”  

She threw the panties at him, forcing him to catch them quickly. He stood up and stepped into her underwear, sliding it up his legs until he stretched them around his waist. His stiff cock caused the front to pull away from his body, and the thong itself pressed firmly into him, causing his balls to peek out of each side. “Ooh, you look so funny in my panties.” Cooed Bethany, as her hand gently rubbed his cock through the front panel of the thong. “Will you wear my panties for me, even after I leave?” Tim simply nodded up and down, his head lost in the intense pleasure of her hand rubbing the soft cotton against his swollen prick. “Are you getting all horny, my hard little puppy?”   Again, Tim simply nodded up and down. Bethany started rubbing faster, her fingers tickling his balls then sliding away, her hand turning around to press her palm into his shaft while her fingertips teased the head of his cock. Tim started moaning and Bethany asked, “Does my big horny boy want to squirt a messy cummie in his pretty pink panties?” Tim groaned, and through panting breaths managed to utter, “ooh god, uh-huh!” Bethany abruptly pulled her hand away and picked up her purse, walking towards the door. Tim was still feeling nothing but his erection, and managed only to ask, “w-what?” Bethany cheerfully replied, “Thanks Tim, that was fun. I‘d like you to wear my panties until I return tonight, or tomorrow, next week, whenever.
If I come back and you‘re not wearing them, well,I guess I‘ll be having a long talk with your wife.”  

Bethany slipped her feet into her flip-flops and looked up to see an exasperated Tim. “How am I supposed to have sex with Christine if I‘m wearing your panties? I can‘t explain this to her,you expect me to just jerk-off until you decide to come back?” Bethany pouted and said, “Of course not Tim, I expect you to not cum at all until I return...and trust me, I‘ll know if you do.” Tim‘s jaw hit the floor at hearing that, and he collapsed down into the couch. “I don‘t understand,” Tim whined, “why can‘t I cum?”   Bethany walked over to Tim and said sympathetically, “Aw sweetie, because,” giving him a hug, she leaned close and whispered into his ear, “I‘m a cock-teasing bitch.” With that she giggled, turned around, and walked out the door.

Chapter 3: The Dream
Tim sat stunned, listening to the sound of the door slamming shut and echoing in his ears long after she had left. He reached down; stroking himself through the panties she‘d ordered him to wear. Feeling them against his cock reminded him of her touch and her cute, teasing voice. He ached to finish the job she started but believed her threat just enough to stop stroking in time. He got up to get dressed when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror on the mantle. Naked save for a hard on straining against a pair of light pink panties with hearts on them.   The image provoked a flash of her words in his mind: *I‘m a cock-teasing bitch*. He very nearly came. So went the rest of the week. Tim was constantly getting hard while thinking about Bethany. Her threats and words burned his ears and the glimpse he had seen of her panties made his cock throb with unfulfilled lust.

When he awoke each morning with an erection he ground his pelvis into the mattress, thinking back to the lap dance she gave him.   When he showered after Christine left for work he would carefully wash Bethany‘s panties by hand and set them out to dry. He found himself looking forward to getting out of the shower and putting them on again, since the simple feel of them against his cock reminded him of her. Her humiliation and cruel teasing wrapped in such cute sexiness made him weak and desperate for more. He ached for her and couldn‘t wait for the chance to see her again.   The way she seemed to own his cock, controlling him on such an intimate level made him adore her that much more. Meanwhile Christine made no effort towards sex, but he did catch her smirking from time to time after glancing at his tented crotch. One morning just over a week since he‘d last seen Bethany, Tim lay asleep in bed having a vivid dream about being in her room.   He was sitting in a chair facing her bed with his wrists and ankles firmly secured with her stockings. Bethany stood in front of him, wearing a red and white cheerleader uniform with white socks and tennis shoes. She was casually working her way through a cheer routine, ignoring the fact he was even there. Bethany danced and stretched her way through her cheer, ending up right in front of him. She slid her arms around his neck and leaned in close. Her knee slowly stroked his cock through his pants while she stared at him with unblinking eyes, inches from his face. “Let me show you what happens to good boys who wait for me,” she said, giggling and turning around to open her bedroom door.   A very nervous-looking young guy walked into the room with Bethany leading him by hand. She told him to strip and watched as the panting teenager complied, coyly biting her finger and grinning. Bethany reached down and took hold of his cock, guiding him to the bed.

She pushed him down and straddled his body over his stomach. She leaned forward, pressing her breasts against his chest through the top of her cheerleader outfit. His cock stood straight up.   She kissed him, savoring the moment with long, deep kisses using their entire mouths. Bethany slid her body down his stomach until his cock was wedged against her panties at the crack of her beautifully rounded ass. She squeezed her thighs together, trapping his erection. Whispering something into his ear, the young guy moaned and responded, “Two months Princess!”   She leaned back, sitting up on her knees, and pressed a finger to his lips. “Poor, poor baby. Shhhh.”
He whimpered softly then settled down as Bethany backed towards the foot of the bed, finally sitting with her knees on either side of his thighs and her butt resting between his legs. Bethany bent down and engulfed his swollen cock in one motion. She held her head there, his cock buried in her throat, her golden blonde hair falling down around her face and his crotch, completely blocking everything from Tim‘s view. She slowly lifted her head up, sliding her lips and tongue along his shaft for a full 15 seconds before it finally popped free of her wet, hungry mouth.   His cock was bobbing in the air and straining desperately to get back inside. Bethany exhaled on the head of his cock, her hot breath at first warming it, then cooling it as the air evaporated her saliva from his skin. The young male had tears of frustration in his eyes as he whimpered, “please!”   Bethany slipped the head of his cock back inside her mouth and ran her tongue over the soft underside and around the ridge and tip. All Tim could see was her head softly bobbing up and down while the young guy‘s chest rose and fell rapidly, his hands clutching the sheets with his fists. Bethany cooed when she lifted her head up to see a drop of pre-cum oozing from the head of his cock. She licked it up with the very tip of her tongue and purred, “yummy” as she tasted and swallowed it down, giggling.  

At this point Bethany flipped her hair to one side of her head, exposing the young guy‘s cock and her face to Tim‘s gaze. She locked eyes with Tim and tilted her head sideways, wrapping her mouth around the helpless and horny young male‘s shaft like one would to devour corn on the cob. She licked and kissed his cock, mouthing the shaft as she suckled and played it like a harmonica, but with all the sounds emanating from the whimpering and pleading mouth of her blowjob recipient.  

Not once did she break eye contact with Tim, who was by now struggling fiercely with his restraints. Bethany began nuzzling his cock with her nose and cheek, rubbing it against her face, blowing on it and kissing it softly with just her lips. Then, she grinned and winked at Tim before swallowing the young guy‘s prick once more and began enthusiastically sucking his cock, bobbing her head up and down rapidly. She slurped and moaned, groaned when she took the full length into her mouth and panted when it popped free with the tip of his cock touching her lips. Bethany continued until her plaything tensed up and opened his mouth in a silent groan that was too lost in lust to give voice to.   At that point she quickly stopped her pleasurable manipulations and sat up. Giggling, she leaped off the bed and over to Tim. Bethany stood in front of a tightly bound Tim, leaning forward and opening her mouth. Tim strained towards her, trying to reach her mouth with his own, but couldn‘t quite reach. She looked into his eyes, holding his gaze while she ran her hands underneath her skirt and pulled her panties down.  

She stepped out of them, gasping as she felt their wetness. Holding them up to Tim‘s face, he breathed deeply, inhaling her scent and shuddering as the full force of her arousal breached his senses to their very core. Bethany twirled her panties around her finger, right in front of Tim, giggling as she watched his whole head move in a circle to follow the movement of her warm, wet panties.   A groan for attention from the aching young man on her bed brought Bethany back to the task at hand. She grinned at Tim before turning around and shaking her cute little ass his way before leaping on the bed, straddling her young tease toy. Bethany sat down above the young guy‘s shaking knees, pinning his legs to the bed. She took her panties and loosely wrapped them around his shaft, causing him to gasp after a long groan, “oh god they‘re soaking wet!”   Bethany grinned and began pumping her right hand up and down his shaft, squeezing harder on the upstroke and teasing the head of his cock. Her left hand tenderly cupped his balls, squeezing them gently on each down stroke.

In this way she milked gobs of pre-cum from the tip of his cock, causing him to moan softly in between his rapid, heavy breathing. She gradually increased her tempo, coaxing him on with her soft, teasing voice. “Such a good horny boy! So hard for me,so stiff and aching.” Her words made him throb, his need growing more urgent along with his breathing and increasingly pleading moans. “What a dirty pervert you are, fucking my wet panties like a little panty slut!” He whimpered and started bucking his hips, thrusting his cock into her panties, tightly gripped by her hand now moving at a very rapid pace. “Oh tease toy, your balls are so swollen and blue! Why are they so achy?”   Bethany giggled as she caused him to gasp by tapping her fingers against his very full balls. “Are you going to be a good little frustrated pet and squirt a big sticky load all over for me sweetie?” She increased her stroking as fast as she could go, making him nod and whimper, “uh huh.” Bethany then pointed his cock towards his head and squeezed his balls just shy of being painful as she ordered sweetly, “It‘s ok you can let go; CUM for me you dirty stroke slut!” Tim burned with envy as he sat helplessly watching the scene before him.   The young male erupted at Bethany‘s words, shooting a burst of thick, white, cum onto his stomach, chest, neck, and face. “Oh good boy,such a good boy!” cooed Bethany, as she continued to squeeze his balls and pump his cock with fury. The second spasm was even more powerful, blasting past his head and splattering against the headboard behind him.   The next few spurts shot onto his chest and face, eliciting a “That‘s it, cream yourself for me you nasty squirter!” from Bethany.

He was shuddering and gasping for breath with the next ropey jets of cum that further painted his chest and stomach. Bethany was giddy, counting his spasms and cheering him on, “C‘mon spunk slut, soak yourself!” She was disappointed to watch it end with a ninth spurt that oozed out onto her hand. She let up on squeezing his balls, instead softly stroking his cock while trying to calm him down.   The powerful experience he‘d just had left him shivering and breathing hard. “Shhhh sweetie, it‘s ok,you did such a good job,I‘m so proud of you!” As he calmed down she scooped some of the cum off his face and held her fingers to his lips. “There you go,lick them clean like a good little cum slurper.” She repeated the process while giggling and cleaning his face that way, then wiped off the rest of his body, her bed, and headboard with her panties. She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead, saying, “Next time we‘ll go for three months and see if we can‘t get double-digit spurts out of you.”

She smiled at him and he replied simply, “Thank You Princess.”   She lay down next to him, and cuddled her body against his, resting her head on his shoulder before tossing the panties towards Tim. Much like a person dreaming of falling, he awoke with a start just before they impacted, to see Bethany‘s smiling face above him, and to feel her hand stroking his cock through the bed sheets. “Good morning my horny little panty boy, having a nice dream, huh?” Bethany giggled, squeezing his morning erection. Chapter 4: Anything “Bethany! What are you,what if Christine walks –“ but Bethany interrupted him. “Shhh,she‘s gone to work already, it‘s ok.”   Bethany continued to rub his cock. “So, did you dream about me, Tim? I hope whispering in your ear while you slept didn‘t give you any frustrating dreams.” Tim‘s jaw just dropped. “That was all from you?” Bethany giggled as she pulled the covers back. “Hurry up and shower for me Tim, we‘ve got a busy day today.” Tim looked apprehensive as he got up and headed toward the bathroom. “Oh and sweetie?” cooed Bethany, as she brought her mouth to his ear and her hand to his sweatpants. “Shave my cock and balls for me.” Bethany pulled a pink disposable razor from her tight-fitting jeans pocket and handed it to him. Tim rolled his eyes at her but took it while thinking of the dream he had and, though he hated to admit it to himself, what a turn on it was. He envied the guy in his dream, and his ‘Princess.‘  
Bethany pulled his sweatpants down far enough to see that he still wore her panties and then let go, snapping the elastic band back against his hard on. She giggled, “good boy.” While Tim showered, Bethany busily prepared herself. Opening the large backpack she‘d brought with her, she removed a pair of handcuffs and a blindfold, placing them under the pillow on the bed. Next she removed a box of condoms that she placed in open view on the bed, and a lingerie outfit and heels. Stripping off her tank top, jeans, and underwear, she slipped on a translucent pink baby doll, a pink cotton thong, light pink stockings with white satin bows, and a pair of pink, six-inch heels. Touching up her light makeup, she splashed herself with a soft and flowery perfume and tied her hair into a ponytail with a bright pink ribbon.   Satisfied that the way she looked could bring any man to his knees, she put her things away and stood in front of the bathroom door waiting for Tim to finish.
Tim emerged wearing a long white robe, exhaling with a soft groan when he was hit with the vision of Bethany standing there in her pink lingerie and heels. “Well?” asked Bethany, with one hand on her hip and the other twirling a lock of her hair. “Uh it looks,I mean you. You‘re amazing!” Tim was stuttering and trying to control his words when Bethany told him “That‘s not what I meant, Tim. I want to know if you‘re still wearing them and if you‘re all nice and smooth for me now?” Tim looked momentarily embarrassed and then undid his robe to reveal the thong panties she‘d given him. Bethany held out her hand, flipping it downwards. Tim grasped the straps of his thong and pulled them down to about mid-thigh.   Bethany giggled when she saw his freshly shaved crotch. “Oh you look like a little boy now! Maybe I should call you Timmy instead?” Tim blushed and pulled the panties back up to hide what he‘d done. “Aw, Timmy is all embarrassed by that cute little shaved dick, huh?” Bethany laughed, but went to him and threw her arms around his back. “I‘m in charge today, period.” Before Tim could respond, she kissed him on his lips, pressing her entire body against his.   Tim returned her embrace and moaned when he felt her open her mouth and slide her tongue against his. Bethany continued until she felt him grow completely hard, his erection pinned between their bodies.

She ended the kiss and pulled away, saying, “Drop the robe and come to bed.” Bethany took his hand and guided him to the bed, pushing him down onto his back. She then kneeled on the bed, straddling him, and picked up the box of condoms. “We need to be safe, right Timmy?” Tim nodded his head up and down excitedly, uttering only “uh huh.” Bethany leaned down so that her nipples just started to touch his chest through the satin fabric of the cups on her baby doll, and so her face was directly over his. “Put your arms above your head Timmy, so we can be safe.” Tim didn‘t think to question her as he was too distracted by her hair falling around his head and her lips inches from his own.

Bethany reached under the pillow and pulled out the handcuffs, snapping them to his wrists behind the spokes in the headboard. Tim sat up a bit, as much as the handcuffs would allow, and looked nervous. “Uh Bethany I think this is a little too much.”   Bethany pouted and said sweetly, “But you agreed we should be safe and that I‘m in charge. I can‘t have you ending our fun by coming too early, can I?” Her cute, pouting face won out over Tim‘s fear, and he settled back into the bed. Bethany pushed herself up and sat back on Tim‘s knees, then pulled the panties he wore to the side. “Let‘s just see if you did every last thing I asked you to do...” She cupped his balls in her hand, giving them a squeeze. “Hmm, they seem full enough,I guess you didn‘t let any cummies out while I was gone, did you?”   Bethany giggled and brought her other hand to his balls, grasping each one between a thumb and her fingers. “But these need to be much, much bluer!” said Bethany, as she dug her thumbs into his balls, flattening them against her fingers. “Arggh oh god what are you doing Bethany please stop I can‘t oh no please you‘re killing me just stop please stop!” Bethany giggled at Tim‘s screams but relented and explained, “I just need to make sure you understand something. I expect to be treated like a princess and when I‘m not I get upset and do mean ole things like squishing a bad boy‘s balls, ok?”

Bethany wrinkled up her cute little nose at him and pouted until Tim stopped struggling and quieted back down, feeling defeated and resigning himself to the situation with the hopes of sex or at least an orgasm.   Bethany held Tim‘s now limp cock with her thumb and forefinger, peering down at it with disappointment. “Looks like your poor little thingie isn‘t as horny as I thought, huh?” She giggled as Tim groaned and whimpered about his balls. “Aww poor widdle guys. I won‘t always be so mean.” With that, Bethany began gliding her fingers lightly along his shaft, rubbing her palm gently into the head of his cock at the apex of each stroke. She then slid her fingers back down to his aching balls and tickled the now very sensitive area with her fingernails before sliding back up his shaft again.   She repeated this process until Tim had a full hard on and was thrusting his hips into the air, pressing his cock against her hand. Bethany stopped stroking and commented, “Such a nice shaved cock you have...” she giggled, then mentioned, “but I think it needs something.” With that, she untied the ribbon keeping her hair in a ponytail and looped it around his cock, behind the ball sac. Humming to herself, she tied it into a loose bow. “There you go sweetie, a pretty pink cock ribbon to go with your pretty pink panties.”   She then tugged aggressively on the bow, strangling his cock with the ribbon. Tim groaned as it swelled into an even thicker erection with veins bulging out from the trapped blood flow. Bethany positioned her head above his cock, letting her long, blonde hair cascade down around it. She then slowly swayed her head back and forth, letting her hair tease and tickle his cock like a thousand silken fingers.  

Bethany crawled up the bed, her hair dragging across his stomach and chest to his face, where she paused to kiss him before asking, “How about some oral sex my hard horny boy?” She winked at him and dragged her hair slowly, so slowly back down to this waiting and throbbing cock, teasing him again. Tim groaned, “oh god please Bethany, yes!” She flipped her hair back and gave his shaft one long and painfully slow lick from his balls all the way up to the very tip of his cock before pulling back. “So how about some hot,”   Bethany brought her face closer to his cock, “wet,” her mouth closer still, “oral,” and with her mouth an inch from the tip of his cock, she exhaled onto it with a breathy voice, “sssssseeexxx?” Tim whimpered and began pleading with her, “Yes,please Bethany,please!” Bethany crawled up to his head, kneeling with her panty-covered pussy directly over his mouth and her scent filling his nostrils. “Well if you really want to, I guess I‘ll let you show me what a good pussy licker you are!” Tim whimpered at the loss of the blowjob that seemed so close and whined, “No,I thought--” but Bethany interrupted him. “No? I was going to fuck you afterwards, but if you really don‘t want to I guess I can go play with some other horny boy,” Tim quickly backpedaled and started begging her to let him lick her pussy. “Hmm, what was that?” Bethany pretended not to hear him while looking distracted and disappointed.   This caused Tim to beg even more urgently. “Please Bethany, no I really want to lick your pussy, so bad! Please let me do it Bethany, please!”

Bethany giggled and said, “All right, but since you hesitated,” She reached under the pillow and pulled out the blindfold, sliding it over his head and covering his eyes. “You don‘t get to see my pussy while you do it.” Tim whimpered when darkness fell over his eyes, leaving him to notice the sweet, feminine scent of her pussy that much stronger now. Bethany slipped her pink cotton thong aside and lowered herself to Tim‘s mouth. “Stick your tongue out,oh good boy!”

She glided back and forth on top of his mouth, sliding first one lip against his tongue, nice and slow,then lifting off and sliding another lip against it just as slowly.   Bethany sighed softly and while avoiding any contact with her clit, she rocked her pussy against his mouth, gripping his face tightly with her thighs. “Ooh yes!” She was thoroughly enjoying herself and ignoring his whimpering little grunts as she went back to using his tongue for long, slow licks up and down the lips of her glistening pussy. “Mmmm Timmy that‘s it,” she purred, raising and lowering her body as she rode his face. She slid her hands up her body, cupping her breasts and rolling her fingers across her nipples before slipping each hand up to her face and through her hair. She tilted her head back, letting out a long, passionate groan. “Ah Timmy suck my pussy,yes! Yes you little slut, nibble,lick,suck,yes!” Bethany ground her lips all over his tongue and mouth, mixing his saliva with her juices. “Mmmm yes! Stick your tongue inside me, all the way!” Tim stuck his tongue in between the folds of her pussy, straining to slip it in further.  

Bethany gasped as she felt his tongue work its way inside her pussy. “Oh Timmy you‘re such a good pussy licker. Mmmm maybe I‘ll keep riding your face and never worry about that little boy dick with its pretty pink ribbon. Uh huh,yes. Would that be so very frustrating Timmy? Licking me to orgasm after orgasm and never getting even one measly stroke?”   Bethany felt the vibrations of Tim groaning and ground her pelvis harder against his face, his aching filling her with passion. She lifted off and turned around so that she was facing his throbbing cock and dipped her clit into his mouth. “Suck my clit Timmy, it‘s all you‘re good for anyway,do it! HARD, you pussy slut!” Tim started flicking her clit with his tongue in between forceful sucks and licks.   Bethany responded with increasingly urgent moans, bucking her hips against his face harder and faster. “Oh nibble it you horny little boy. Make me cum,now!” Bethany stared at his twitching cock, riding him as hard as she could, choking off all air except her own scent. Tim, suffocating, did his best to make her orgasm immediately.

He licked, flicked, and sucked as hard as he could. Bethany watched his bulging cock, delighting in its visible frustration all for her.   She then opened her mouth as high-pitched gasps and moans escaped as she exploded in an orgasm, collapsing on his face until his need for air forced her to dismount and lay next to him, tenderly stroking his chest. She wrapped a leg over his, her knee near his cock but not touching it.   Bethany pulled herself closer, resting her head on his shoulder and purring with satisfaction, “Good job Timmy,my little pussy slut.” Tim lay panting while his tongue and cock were both aching; one from too much attention, the other from too little.
Bethany leisurely ran her hand over his chest and stomach, occasionally tweaking his nipples and giggling when he groaned.   Eventually she lowered her hand and firmly gripped the base of his shaft. “You‘re so hard I can feel your pulse. Is there any chance you‘d like me to climb on top and ride your cock, fucking you until I‘m exhausted?” As soon as Tim tried to answer, she squeezed his shaft tightly, eliciting a groan form him that interrupted his pleas for sex. “Hmm? I didn‘t catch that. Do you want me to fuck you, Timmy, or just go home?” This time she stroked his cock when he uttered, “Yes!” and rubbed her palm over the head of his cock when he tried to beg some more. “Timmy do you feel ok?” Bethany giggled then raked her fingernails up his shaft and used them to poke the ridge just below the head of his swollen cock head. “Argh Bethany,please fuck me! I‘ll do anything if you do,anything! Oh no please I can‘t take it anymore. Please Bethany!”   She absolutely purred with ecstasy at hearing that and told him, “Oh anything, huh? Mmmm you got it my horny little boy.”
Bethany sat up and reached for the box of condoms. She removed a condom, unwrapped it, and rolled it down his cock. Tim heard her sigh softly as she worked and he enjoyed the pleasure of her hands grasping his stiff erection. He then felt what seemed to be her rolling a second condom down his shaft. “Uh Bethany, what are you doing?”   Bethany said in an almost exasperated tone, “Well you know in the state you‘re in, you‘ll squirt instantly, like a virgin on prom night, when you feel my tight, dripping-wet pussy devour this teased little dick.” She giggled and added, “So I‘m putting a few condoms on.” Tim sounded nervous when he asked “A few? Just how many are we talking here?” Bethany reassured him, “Oh not that many, there‘s only 6 in the box.”

Bethany saw him yank hard on the handcuffs and laughed. “Well Timmy, your alternative is that I go home and leave you like this for Christine to find you. I‘d love to see you explain this cute pink ribbon around your shaved little boy!”   Bethany giggled and continued her work adding condoms while Tim just groaned with frustration but complained no further. “There,you‘re all set.” Tim felt very little but an overall tightness and a vague sense of pressure from her hand. Bethany straddled Tim‘s upper body, kneeling on either side of him and said, “I‘ve got a treat for you, since you‘ve been such a good boy about the condoms.” With that, she removed the blindfold he wore and tossed it aside. “Uh,thanks Bethany,” was all Tim said, adjusting to sight again. Bethany responded, “Don‘t thank me yet Timmy, here‘s your reward for being a good little boy.”   She lifted her baby doll and grasped her thong straps, pulling her panties down to her thighs and exposing her soaking wet pussy right in front of his face. Tim gasped and bucked his hips into the air before moaning.

Bethany giggled and teased him by playing with her pussy absent-mindedly. She plunged a finger inside herself then removed it slowly and dragged her wetness across his upper lip. Tim inhaled deeply and groaned again. Bethany rolled to his side and on her back. Lifting her legs into the air she slipped off her panties and rubbed them against his mouth, nose, and the rest of his face. “What a panty-sniffing pervert you are!” She giggled and added, “I mean I knew you were a horny little jerk off, but a dirty-pervy boy too?” Bethany laughed some more; leaving her panties resting on his face and then crawled down to his bobbing cock.   Tim made no effort to remover her underwear, but instead breathed deeply. She tightened the pink ribbon around the base of his cock and planted a kiss on its tip. She then kneeled over him, his cock grazing the entrance to her pussy. “Look at me Timmy, I want you to watch me fuck you, the entire time.” Tim nodded dumbly, gazing through the translucent panties as Bethany eased herself onto his shaft in one long, slow motion. Bethany leaned forward slowly, gradually grinding her pelvis against his and arching her back, causing her breasts to be thrust forward and her nipples to poke into the sheer fabric of her pink baby doll. She brought her hands up to her breasts, cupping them through the fabric.
Then, as she squeezed her breasts tightly in her hands, she also squeezed her pussy around Tim‘s heavily condom-covered cock, causing them each to groan: her with pleasure, him with frustration. “Ooh does that feel good Timmy?”   Bethany sighed as she began lifting herself up and forward, then thrusting back down onto his shaft. “Ugh please

Bethany,I can barely feel anything! Please take some of the condoms off, please!” Tim was desperate; to finally be inside of her, to see her in nothing but a baby doll, thigh highs and heels, to finally have the sex with her that he‘d been fantasizing about since this all started, and he could hardly feel it. His pleas had an interesting effect, as she responded by shutting her eyes tightly and rocking her hips more rapidly. Bethany moaned and ran her hands up her neck and through her hair before shaking it out down her back. Another round of increasingly frustrated begging from Tim was met with only heavy breathing and heavier grinding from Bethany. “Shhh,” said Bethany, pressing her finger to Tim‘s lips. “Just watch me for a while, and think about how it feels.”   With that she began rhythmically bouncing her hips up and down, slipping his shaft all the way in before lifting off just an inch or two with steady, shallow, thrusting.

Bethany continued her steady pumping until Tim began thrusting his hips in frustration, trying to get enough stimulation to feel something more. “Please fuck me Bethany, I can‘t take it!” Bethany looked at him and giggled, “but I am fucking you, silly boy! See?” She lifted up her baby doll a bit and leaned back, completely exposing the sight of her pussy sliding up and down his sheathed cock.  

After Tim groaned, Bethany dropped her baby doll back down and placed her hands on his chest. She leaned her weight forward, making it difficult for Tim to breathe. “Now you may tell me Timmy, how horny are you? How frustrated?” Tim struggled to get the words out with his breath choked off by her weight on his chest and her bouncing hips driving him mad. “I‘m so horny Bethany, I can‘t take it!” Tim whimpered some more, “I‘ve never been this frustrated before in my life!” Bethany increased the pace of her thrusting hips and ordered him, “Fuck me Timmy! Let me feel how desperate you really are you horny little slut!” Tim fought against the cuffs restraining his arms while he tried as hard as he could to thrust enough to feel something other than the aching frustration and dull tightness of the condoms covering his cock. Bethany, meanwhile, was driving herself into a frenzy by treating his throbbing cock as a mere sex toy and thinking about how desperately horny she was making him.
She was bouncing her pelvis rapidly up and down now, her breathing becoming urgent in between high-pitched moans. “Bethany please!”   Tim groaned, “I need to come so bad!” Bethany collapsed onto him, grinding her clit against him while she squeezed his shaft. “No. You only want to cum.” Bethany whispered into his ear in between panting, “I never let boys come until they actually need to. You have no idea how much more you‘re going to suffer.” Every breath came out of her as a groan, right into his ear. Tim flashed back to the dream he had and wondered how close to the truth it was, both how far Bethany had teased the young guy, and how much he had envied him. Tim broke form his reverie and gasped, “Oh it feels so good,” then realized he meant not only her riding on top of him, but also suffering the incredible frustration she was giving him. Bethany reached her arms up and closed her hands around his, clutching them tightly as she finally brought herself to a shuddering climax.
Tim closed his eyes and wished that he could orgasm with her but instead felt his painfully stiff hard on throb with unsatisfied need while she gasped and pressed her entire body against his. Bethany panted in Tim‘s ear, her body slowly relaxing as her orgasm finished passing through her. Several minutes passed with her lounging on top of his body, slowly recovering. “Mmmm Timmy it feels so good to come, doesn‘t it?” Tim just whimpered but felt hopeful when Bethany told him, “I have a naughty surprise for you, my horny little boy!” She giggled and slid off the bed and out the door. Tim felt nervous from her sudden departure but waited patiently since there was little else he could do.  

He heard her rummaging through his kitchen and became lost in a fantasy involving whipped cream when she returned, carrying a plastic bag, which she set next to him on the bed. “Let‘s get you out of these frustrating things, ok?” Bethany slowly rolled each of the condoms up and off his cock, and then untied the pink ribbon. “Oh thank you Bethany, that feels so much better.” Bethany pouted and told him, “Awww, don‘t thank me yet Timmy. I need you soft for my surprise. Ummm, sorry.” Bethany placed the plastic bag against his crotch. “ARGH that‘s cold!” Tim screamed, “What are you doing?” Bethany giggled sweetly, “I said I was sorry, but I need your widdle guy all soft and small for me.” Tim struggled to get away from the bag of ice, but she held it against him well. Eventually he stopped struggling as he became numb and no longer felt the cold from the ice. Bethany left the ice there to go search through her large backpack. “Here it is, surprise!” She held up a cb-3000, putting it to use rather than answering Tim‘s confused questions.   She removed the bag of ice and slipped the hinged ring behind his balls, closing it. Then she spit on his shriveled penis a few times, lubing it well, and slid the cage portion over his frozen, limp member. She slid a locking pin through the ring, added a spacer, and finally closed it all with a small padlock. Bethany smiled at his confused face and explained, “It‘s a chastity belt sweetie. You said you‘d do anything to fuck me, and well,say hello to ‘anything!‘” Ignoring his pleas, Bethany slipped the baby doll over her head, standing before him in nothing but her high heels and thigh-high stockings. “Let‘s see if it works.” Bethany straddled his body, rubbing her pussy against his cage and helping to warm his locked cock back to life. She lay down on top of him and as she rubbed against his body, explained, “I have the only key to that tight little prison, as well as the goods to ruin your marriage. So you‘ll just have to suffer with it and find some way to explain your waning libido to Christine.

I suspect lots of pussy licking might help.”   She grinned and began grinding against his new cb-3000 and pressing her breasts into his chest while kissing him. Tim groaned and then whimpered as his cock regained feeling and tried to get hard. “Ugh get this thing off me!” grunted Tim, feeling the pain of a very scrunched-up erection against the hard plastic. He could feel the heat and wetness from between her legs. It was enough to make him start struggling against his handcuffs again. “Stop Bethany. Please oh fuck I can‘t take it stop please!” His pleas only enflamed her arousal, causing her to grind against his chastity harder and faster. “Mmmm what‘s wrong Timmy, don‘t you want to fuck me?” Bethany moaned into is ear. “B-Bethany, you know I do,please!” Bethany stared into his eyes as she said, “Do it then. Bust out of that nasty little cage and show me what a horny thruster you are. Come on. Do it.” Tim bucked his hips against her, trying to get enough stimulation, to knock the cage loose, something,anything to relieve the ache. “Cum for me Timmy, do it. Please come for me,please?”

  It was the please that drove him to break down. This sexy girl,so sweet and cute with her tone, yet so kinky and cruel with her teasing. It was too much, how he ached for her but never felt any relief. He broke down and cried. Bethany felt herself spill over the edge and orgasm for the second time today after she saw the tears forming in his eyes. She‘d teased him to tears, broken him, and won. It was a delicious orgasm for her, grinding against his chastity belt, seeing the frustration stream from his eyes. Bethany‘s passionate groans and heavy, deep breathing drowned out Tim‘s crying and shuddering breaths. He lay there helpless, watching her fall down from her post-orgasmic high. She finally kissed him, and then licked the tears from each of his cheeks. “Mmmm, yummy!” She giggled sweetly, and despite all she‘d done to him Tim couldn‘t help but find her endearing. “Silly boy! Never tell a cockteaser you‘ll ‘do anything‘ for her. You could find yourself waiting a long time,just for your next erection.” Bethany rolled off the bed and made a show out of slipping of her high heels, and very slowly sliding her thigh highs off her legs.

Then she slipped on her tank top and a pair of cute, white cotton panties.   Dressed in only that she cleaned up the room a bit, putting all her things away in her backpack. “I guess you won‘t be needing these anymore.” She said, reaching towards his head and taking back her blindfold and the panties she‘d given him to wear last time. Sensing she was about to leave, Tim asked, “Bethany, how do I get out of this thing?” Bethany slipped on her jeans and a pair of flip-flops. “You don‘t, your cock belongs to me now and only I say when it gets to come out and play.” Bethany sat on the bed next to him and looked sternly at him. “If you want out, you better start treating me right. You can start by addressing me properly.” Tim looked puzzled and asked, “Well how do I do that, Bethany?” She slapped his balls and tugged on his cage before answering, “I own your cock and balls. You‘re a little jerk off who will do what I say and address me as ‘Princess.‘” Tim felt silly but also feared the situation he let himself into. “Uh, yes Princess.” She giggled, “Good boy,” then slung her backpack over her shoulder and headed for the door. “Betha- I mean, Princess, aren‘t you going to un-cuff my hands?” Bethany scrunched up her face at him and asked, sounding puzzled, “Didn‘t I already do that?”   Tim held up his cuffed hands as an answer. “Oh,” she said, “Sorry Timmy, sometimes I‘m such a blonde about locks and things.” She giggled while unlocking his sore wrists and commented, “I‘m always forgetting which of my toys is locked up and for how long and all that stuff.” Tim‘s face became white. Putting the handcuffs away, she said, “See ya later Timmy,” and tapping his cock cage added, “Try not to think of me too much.” Tim lay there stunned and pale for several minutes after she left, expecting at any moment to see her walk back in and unlock him. But it never happened.  
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  My Teenage Seductress This happened to me a few years ago while living in Alabama. I was still a college student and had finally gotten my first apartment. My roommate, of course, had a girlfriend and I didn‘t. On one of her many visits, she brought a girlfriend from her school over.   They all went to dinner and when they came back, my roommate and his girlfriend went to bed to do their thing. This left me with the other girl. I was watching a movie while she attempted to do her homework. We talked a little and after a while, she put her books away and asked if I minded her watching the movie with me. I naturally didn‘t mind at all because I sure as heck didn‘t mind the company.I stretched out on the floor so she could stretch out on the couch.   We continued to watch the movie and the floor was fast becoming uncomfortable. I was glad when the movie ended and got up to stretch and get ready for bed. I suggested we call it a night and went into my bedroom and threw on my pajama pants and a tee-shirt; and then went back out to say goodnight. As I came back out, Bethany was changing as well and she wore at the moment nothing but a pair of thong panties. I stopped dead in my tracks as I admired her full beauty. Her skin was tan all over and her breasts stood proudly as only a teenagers breasts can. I couldn‘t see an ounce of fat anywhere and it took all my effort not to drool.

She made no effort to hide or cover herself which was surprising to me.   At that moment she looked up to see me gawking.A crooked smile crept onto her face as she said, “I take it you like what you see!”I simply noddedContinuing, “Yea,I can tell,” as she made a slight gesture at my growing erection. “Well, I suppose there‘s no sense in putting the rest of my clothes on for the night since you have already seen what will be underneath. Do you think you‘d like to watch another movie now or do you still want to go to bed?”I stuttered, “I,I,I can stay for,for another movie.”Smiling still, “I had a feeling you‘d say that. You pick out the movie and I‘ll get comfortable on the couch.”I did so quickly hoping to get back to looking at her. When I had turned back around, she had already stretched out and covered herself with a blanket.   I took that as a hint that I wasn‘t going to get any further like I had already began to hope but had already promised to watch another movie, so I lay back down on the floor attempting to get comfortable.As the previews began to come on Bethany said, “You can lie up here you know or are you gonna make me get you up from here.”I didn‘t hesitate at the moment and started to get up when she continued.“I‘m good, but it‘s not as much fun if I have to work hard to get what I want,especially when the hard part is already provided.”   I started to lie next to her when she pushed me away.“You stretch out on the other side in the other direction. I invited you up here so that you could hopefully enjoy the movie better, not grope me. I‘m young and naked, not stupid and easy!”I did as she ordered and we began to watch the movie. As we watched the movie, I felt her hands caressing my feet and legs, so I figured I‘d return the favor. Her skin was so smooth and silky. I had no sooner than barely touch her when she elicited a couple of moans and spoke.“Go ahead,I‘d love it if you‘d massage my feet for me!”I instantly took one of her delicate feet in my hands from under the blanket. As I did so, she placed her other foot on my crotch.

The sensation was wonderful and I wished she‘d move it around, but to my dismay she didn‘t. I continued to massage her foot and felt her other foot slide off of my crotch as she bent her knee and placed her foot flat on the couch. I knew I must‘ve done something wrong and just lost what little hope I had left that she wanted me. When that happened, I immediately stopped massaging her foot. As soon as I did, she looked at me and said, “I didn‘t tell you to stop!”   At first I didn‘t move and then I felt a tickle under my balls. I didn‘t know what it was because I couldn‘t tell if she had moved, but I knew that I was getting hard again and I loved every sensation. After several seconds of this, it stopped as quickly as it started. I snapped out of my daze to Bethany‘s singsong voice.“Hello,Are you listening to me?”“Wh,What?”“I told you to continue with my massage. Is something keeping you from concentrating?”“No,” as I once again took hold of her foot and began to massage it.“Mmm,now that‘s better.   Good little boys always get rewarded,”Instantly, the tickling started under my balls again causing me to lose my concentration and stopping the massage. The very second I stopped, so did the tickling. When I came to from my daze,

I resumed the massage and the feelings came once again to my balls. I stopped and restarted a couple more times before I figured out that if I could keep massaging her foot, the tickling would continue. I was finally able to focus on massaging her foot and had my desired result. I still had no proof that the feelings were being caused my Bethany because

I still couldn‘t tell if she were moving or not.   Throughout the remainder of the movie, she only moved once to my knowledge and that was to switch feet so that I could massage the other one. When the movie ended, she removed her foot from my hand and sat up on the couch. In doing so, the blanket drew up with her revealing my tent. She stretched and yawned while saying, “I‘m tired now, so I think it‘s time for bed.”As she brought her arms down, her eyes caught sight of my obvious bulge. She stared at it blatantly before looking me in the eye and speaking.“My goodness,it‘s been 2 ½ hours and that thing is still sticking up.  

I even covered myself up so that you wouldn‘t have a visual and you still can‘t make it go down. Can‘t you control that thing or do you need someone to control it for you?”“ Well,I,uh,”“Shh, I do not need to hear any excuses. I know that all boys think about is sex, but I don‘t have time to go into now, so I‘m going to bed.” With that she stood up and started off toward my bedroom.I watched her naked form walk gracefully for a few feet and then asked, “Where are you going? That‘s my bedroom.”“Yea,but you don‘t actually expect me to sleep on a couch do you?”“B,But,”“I‘ll tell you what. You can sleep on the couch or you can sleep with me in your bed, but only if you agree to do exactly as I say. Which will it be?”I got up from the couch and started to walk toward her when she held her hand up and told me to stop.   I stopped dead in my tracks and she continued.“I knew that‘d be your decision. Get on your knees and follow me,crawling!”I couldn‘t believe what I had just heard. I stood there expecting her to say more but she just turned and walked away, picking up her book-bag along the way. After a few moments I felt myself sink to the floor and crawl into my very own bedroom. By the time I got in there she had already crawled into my bed and covered up. I couldn‘t believe my luck,if I had just done what she had said,
I would‘ve gotten to see her the whole way in and while she climbed into bed. I continued to beat myself up over it when I finally noticed her patting the bed. I crawled over to the bed and started to climb in when Bethany stopped me.“Put these on first,” handing me a pair of handcuffs, “I am still a young little girl and you could easily take advantage of me.   This way I have a way of trusting that that won‘t happen.”I decided I didn‘t want to miss out on anymore opportunities so I quickly put the cuffs on, locking my hands behind my back. I stood up and got in the bed and in no time she was cuddling up next to me. She began by nibbling on my ear and kissing my neck
. As she did that, her hand slipped into my pajama pants and began fondling my cock which had gone half erect from the utter embarrassment that I had just gone through. Her hand felt expert as it took hold and kneaded my cock.“What is this? You finally get me in bed and now you go soft! Well,don‘t worry because I‘ll fix that in no time.”She was right. In only a few moments

  I was raging hard again and already on the edge of cumming. She chose that moment to slow her stroking.“Does that feel good?”I moaned out a yes.“Do you want more?”Again I moaned my want.“Then slide down and show your gratitude by paying homage to my pussy.”She instantaneously let go of my cock and rolled away from me and onto her back. I didn‘t waste another second and wormed my way to where I could taste her sweet nectar. I took my time licking all over and building her climax to extraordinary heights. She squealed and moaned in sheer pleasure while I came back up next to her and cuddled while suckling her breasts. Her breathing slowed and came back to normal.

  A few seconds later, I felt one of her hands back on my still swollen cock and the other on the top of my head. She petted me like she owned me as she whispered in my ear, “Such a good boy! And good boys get rewarded; would you like your reward?”Not letting go of her marvelous tit, I moaned and nodded my head. Once I had done that her hand began stroking my cock at a maddeningly slow pace. I was on the verge of climaxing in no time and she kept me there without letting me go over as if she‘d done this before, though in my lust I didn‘t care whether she‘d done it before or not,I just wanted to cum.   After a minute or two of holding me on the edge, she asked me again, “Do you like what I‘m doing?”I moaned while still sucking, though I had switched tits.“And you want more, don‘t you?”Again I nodded and moaned“Then you know what to do!”She let go of my cock and rolled over and
I once again performed my duty. We repeated this process several times throughout the night and although I had lost count, I know I brought her to at least 4 orgasms.   I was so horny that the majority of the night is a blur and by the time morning rolled around, I was back on the floor on my knees switching out from eating her and worshipping her feet with kisses. She was no longer touching my cock or even offering and yet I was still her puppet. A short while later the alarm went off and she sat up and looked down at me. She told me to stand up and so I did.“Well, it‘s about time for me to go home. Would you like me to finish things off with my hand or my mouth?”“Are those my only two choices?”“Yea,you didn‘t think I‘d let you fuck me did you?   For goodness sakes, I‘m underage and it‘s illegal.

What would you do if you got me pregnant?”She watched me lower my eyes as she chastised me like I were her pet.“Now which will it be?”I mumbled out in defeat, “Mouth please.”Smiling triumphantly, she leaned forward and licked my cock from base to tip and all around the head before kissing the tip. I almost shot my load just as she pulled away and looked me up in the eye.   I was near tears as I heard her say, “That‘s it! Now thank me for what I‘ve done!”“Bu,But,”“Thank me and I promise you can fuck me as much as you want the next time I‘m here. You want to fuck me don‘t you?”“Yes.”“Then what do you say?”“Thank you”“You‘re welcome. I thoroughly enjoyed this night and can‘t wait for the next one. Now, I should get dressed.”As she pulled my pants up I said through my whimpering, “But you didn‘t finish me off!”“Sure I did sweetie. You even said thank you!”“But,”“OH,did you mean you wanted to cum?”“Yes,”“I see. Well,do you think you want it enough to beg me?”I took her hint and I was so horny that I didn‘t hesitate. I fell to my knees and began to adorn her feet with kisses once again and beg her profusely to allow me to cum. I worked my way up her legs and then to her pussy. I brought her to another climax and then resumed my begging. “Mmmm,that was nice, but I‘m afraid I‘m still not convinced. I‘ll need more, but since I don‘t have the time to think of something I‘ll tell you what,if you save yourself until next time, I‘ll give you a BIG surprise. Would you like that?”“Yes,very much.”“Are you man enough to make it?”“Yes”“Good,see you when I see you then.”   She then got up, picked up her clothes and left,leaving me on my knees. I heard her leave and memories from throughout the night came flooding back. I had never experienced such and before I knew it, I was in the bathroom jerking off. It felt so wonderful and my cock was hypersensitive. In no time, I was cumming harder than I had ever cum.   As I came down from my high, I looked over to see Bethany standing in the doorway smiling.“You told me you‘d wait until the next time you saw me and you couldn‘t wait 2 minutes to jerk your itty bitty stiffy. I thought you were a man!”“I am.”“You are? Prove it and beg my forgiveness.”I did just that for the next several minutes before she spoke again.“You‘re getting good at begging my little pet and you‘ve just convinced me of what I suspected from the minute I met you.”“What‘s that?”“That you‘re really just a little stroker boy trapped in a man‘s body. All you seek is to make cummies. I don‘t fuck stroker boys!”“But I am a man and you promised you‘d let me fuck you!”“Wrong! I said that if you held out I‘d let you fuck me and you couldn‘t do that. Also, men don‘t stroke their own cocks because they‘re man enough to make sluts like me do it for them,and they can do it without begging!”“So what‘s that mean?”“It means you won‘t get to fuck me, but I‘ll consider letting you stroke it for me again sometime,if you can prove yourself. I‘ll call you later if I decide to take ownership over you. See you later!”With that she left and I never saw her again.

I later learned it to be female domination and six year later I still think about that night and jerk off to it hoping to have it happen again. I had never experienced such and I saw a new aspect of myself that night. I never saw it coming and I‘ll never forget it or my teenage seductress ENDNew Outlook It was a once in a lifetime occurrence that changed my life.   I totally didn‘t see it coming when I first talked to her on the IM.
I was just casually messaging new people in hopes to make a new friend. I had recently stumbled onto a phrase that seemed to alert me to sexually aggressive women. Anyway, we went through the usual stuff and I said my line and she responded more aggressive than I had ever experienced to that point. She simply asked if I wanted her to fix the problem and I naturally responded in a rather quizzical manner, “And just how are you gonna do that?”“Well,just take out your cock and start stroking it and I‘ll show you.”“HAHA,You‘re funny. Do you really expect me to believe you? It‘s not like I can gain anything extra over this. I would need visual stimulation.”“What would the visual stimulation be for?”“So I can get aroused and make it worthwhile.”“I see. How about you trust me and let‘s experiment a little,can we do that?”“Um,I suppose. What do you propose?”“It‘s simple really,just take off your clothes for me and answer some questions. I‘ll tell you what‘s next in just a few minutes. Deal?”“Deal!”“Great,let me know when you‘re completely naked for me!”Only a few minutes passed as I stripped as I said in the back of my head that I couldn‘t believe I was actually doing this versus pretending just to appease her.“Okay,I‘m naked.”“Good boy,now just sit there and picture your fantasy girl. Do you dream of younger or older?”“I don‘t guess it matters as long as she‘s good.”“I see, but I‘m sure you‘d rather have some teen goddess seducing you wouldn‘t you?”“Yea,I suppose so. Is that a problem?”“Not at all! Do you have a specific color hair you like?” “I love dark hair,especially long dark hair.”“Well that is great to know.   Maybe you ought to know then that I have that, though mine is straight and a lot of guys I know tend to like a little curl.”“Oh goodness no, not me,I love straight hair.

There is just something about it.”“That‘s great. I love my straight hair too. I love to take it and wrap its silkiness around a guy‘s swollen cock and as it caresses every nerve, pull it slowly up his cock. Can you picture that? Can you picture me wrapping my long silky hair around the base of your cock and tantalizingly pull it up your cock and then repeat this several times, each time finding a new nerve ending you didn‘t know existed, each stroke bringing you closer to orgasm as the pleasure builds with each wrap?”“I think I can.”“I‘m sure you can, but take a moment to picture it anyway. Get a vivid image in your head and play it over in your mind, letting your body react naturally.”“Okay.”“That‘s it,each hair caressing a different part every time they touch.

  Always the same motion, but never the same feeling, never knowing what part will feel good next. It‘s best to let the body react naturally, so lay back and relax as the body does what it needs for me, does what it needs to feel the most pleasure. Can you picture it? My hair is pleasure isn‘t it? I am pleasure! Can you picture it?”“Yes,I can picture it clearly now.”“Good! Now look down and tell me which hand is stroking your cock!”“Wh..What?”“Go ahead,which hand?”“Um,oh my goodness, my left hand,my left hand is actually stroking my cock and I didn‘t realize it. How did you know?”“It‘s my place to know these things my little one. I don‘t want you to stop. I want you to keep letting your hand do what feels good and natural and keep answering my questions.”“Okay”“Does it feel good?”“Yes.”“And do you want me to keep going?”“Yes.”“Then show me more respect for allowing you to do this!”“Yes Ma‘am”“That‘s my good little boy! Now tell me what else you like about your dream Goddess. Does she have big breasts? I hope she does because mine are 36DD.”“They are?? Well I don‘t really have a particular breasts size I like as long as they aren‘t sagging and proportionate with her body.”“Well does it help to know that I don‘t have to wear a bra?”“OH Yea!”“I see. So you can picture my breasts before you now can‘t you? You can see them standing up on their own, my nipples erect and begging to be sucked. Would you like to suck on them like a good little baby?”“Yes Ma‘am!”“Yes,I‘m sure you would. They‘re just calling out to you. The sight of my breasts makes that cock throb, your hand stroking it faster now just as your mouth waters to taste my nipples. Are you licking your lips?”“Yes Ma‘am.”“Good,keep licking them and picture my big tits just inches from your face. You can‘t take your eyes off their beauty as the sight of them makes you stroke faster.

You wonder how great it would feel to suck on them and pump that hard shaft between them as I held them around it.   You can even feel it inside you what it would feel like to have the head penetrate my mouth every time it emerged from my cleavage, the head full with a new drop of pre-cum just for my waiting tongue. That feels good doesn‘t it?”“Yes Ma‘am”“And now keeping that picture in your mind tell your new Princess, are you a leg man?”“Yes Ma‘am”“Its okay honey,you can call me Princess now, I don‘t mind.”“Yes Princess”“Good boy! And are you still stroking my cock for me while picturing it slide between my tits,feeling it enter my warm mouth over and over again?”“Yes Princess”“Do you want me to give you a surprise?”“Yes.”“Yes what?”“Yes Princess.”“That‘s better. Do you want it enough to stroke my cock exactly the way I say?”“Definitely”“Yes,I‘m sure you will. You‘re so horny and wanting to fuck your new Mistress so much that you‘d even leave the comfort of my soft tits so you could worship my legs, wouldn‘t you?”“Yes Princess”“Get on your knees, now!”In a total daze, I slipped from the chair and to my knees before my imaginary goddess.“Yes Princess”“That‘s my good boy! Now don‘t respond anymore and just do what I say and you‘ll get your surprise in just a moment. Keep stroking my cock for me and now take your free hand and form a ring with your thumb and first finger. Now take that ring and place it at the base of my cock and squeeze with all your might. As you squeeze, take your stroking and speed up to go as fast as you can possibly go. Keep going and I‘ll encourage you as you do, but whatever you do don‘t stop squeezing the base of my cock and don‘t stop stroking. Stroke it for me my little one and worship my legs. Feel the pressure building as you approach climax for your new Mistress. Come on baby,stroke my cock for me because you know you want to cum. You can feel it building,you want it more than you‘ve ever wanted anything.

The only thing you want more now is my surprise as you build to new heights. Let the pleasure build and build and I‘ll make you a promise. If you can cum for me when I say and not before or after, I‘ll come down so that you can fuck your Goddess in real life. I‘ll let you fuck any and every hole as many times as you want if you can cum for me without going soft before I give you permission. Are you ready? Do you feel it building exponentially? You‘re there as I speak, but I want you to hold off just a bit more. A little longer sweetie,don‘t cum just yet. You‘re just about ready for me,NOW! Do it for me baby,try to cum for your Princess. Close your eyes and just jerk off like never before picturing all the things you‘d wish you could do to me and once you‘re done, let me know.”I stroked and stroked my cock as I imagined the many pictures that have just been running through my head. I was riding on a constant high that was so intense I was nearly in tears with pleasure. I must‘ve stroked for another 20 minutes with the desire to cum but unable to do so. Although I couldn‘t cum, the climb to orgasm never ceased. It built and built and as much as I wanted it to stop, I kept stroking,driving it more, and conjuring more images of my Princess.

Eventually, my arm grew tired and I could stroke my cock no longer. I was left panting and tired. I opened my eyes and started typing again.“I‘m done, Princess.”“I was beginning to wonder. Were you a good boy for Princess?”“I couldn‘t cum Princess.”“I knew as much.”“You what? How could you know?”“It‘s what makes me special darling. Here,I‘ll show you what I mean. Have you ever had a Mistress before?”“No”“Do you enjoy doing what I tell you to do?”“I think so.”“If I gave you a choice of fucking me in real life later or the chance to become totally mine and have you cum right now, which would you choose?”“I don‘t know. I so want to fuck the person that has done this to me, but I‘m also dying to cum so bad now that I‘m literally in pain.”“Make a decision!”“I want to cum.”“I figured,now remove the ring you created from around my cock, picture yourself bowing before me and cum.”At that moment I released my cock and from it poured amounts of cum that I‘ve never seen before. I watched in wonder as it poured from my limp cock and then it hit me,I wasn‘t having an orgasm! I started to panic.“I‘m cumming, Princess!”“Good!”“But I‘m not having an orgasm. What‘s going on?”“Oh honey, I never said I‘d let you orgasm,I said I‘d let you cum. If you want me to help you have an orgasm, you‘ll have to do other things for me to show your devotion. Do you want to experience this again sometime?”“Will I get to orgasm?”“Maybe, but I never make that kind of a promise. Is that the only reason you‘d talk to me?”“Well no,I think you‘re cool.”“Do you desire me or an orgasm?”“Well,both.”“I see,well I think you need to focus on all that we‘ve talked about today and focus on who made you feel this way and when you can desire to fuck me and give me more pleasure than I give you and serve me as my slave, then you‘ll be ready for me to give you an orgasm of the likes you‘ve never imagined. Do you want that?”“Yes Princess!”“Yes,I‘m sure you do. I‘m sure you want it so much that you are already stroking your cock again.”I looked down to be amazed once again that I was doing just that and somehow she knew. Shocked momentarily I didn‘t respond.“I‘ll take the no response as my confirmation. Well honey, I must be going so don‘t rub my property raw. After you take a few days to think my proposal over, then contact me with your positive answer. I don‘t want to hear a no, so don‘t seek me out unless you‘re ready for what lies ahead. I‘m sure I‘ll be seeing you soon my dear one. Until then,”,and she signed off leaving me in total amazement and wonder and in wanting of more,but when would I get it and what did lie ahead??
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Bethany’s boys If you slip and cum when you were not allowed to I can and I WILL make you eat it! It is a disgrace to your Princess to cum all over yourself because your helpless little cock couldn’t handle it anymore. I sometimes like to force you to eat it even when you were allowed to cum. *giggle*I love to make my little men slap there balls until they are all red and can’t take it any more. I get hot when they cry out to make me stop. My soft voice will tell you, demand you to slap your balls and I will giggle through every second of it! *giggle*   I treat all my men well, but I do go that extra step when I have too. Like for instance with a man who IMed me once. He asked if I could hold the keys to his chastity device for a while. I was glad to take control of his cock and deny him release. I always love teasing a caged cock! Totally helpless! We aranged plans and he sent the keys. When I got his keys he told me he would do anything for me. sissywimp Those little words ran through my head, what could I make this man do for me? At first I tested him with small things but soon I realized I could make him do anything. *grin* His dick all tied up and helpless. After a while I knew he wanted out he wanted to pleasure himself.

His dick was throbbing and aching just to release. He sent in for they key. I told him I realized that what we had originally planed on was not enough and he would have to pay double that if he wanted out. Sure enough he sent the other ’half’ of the amount. I talked to him the next day and told him if he wants to get out he has to pay DOUBLE the amount we planned on.    He insisted he payed double the amount, I replied to him you payed the normal amount 2 times. *innocent* He began to argue and I stood my ground, finally after a long debate I told him that he would now have to pay double what it was up too because you do not argue with a princess! He was helpless, his dick controlled by a woman, he was no longer in charge. He began to feel the preasure build up the sexual energy needed to be released! He couldnt do anything without me he was a weak and pitiful man. Soon he couldnt take it any longer and called me. He tipped me enough for they key and a hung up. When he got the key he decided he wanted me to share in his pleasure so he called me again. We started talking and he started to stroke his cock with lust as I was directing him. I told him to caress it slowly and softly. After a while I directed him to pick up the pace. I could hear his moans and his hand slapping on his cock. I was enjoying every second of this. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting to the end. My next words stopped him cold. I told him he could not finish and must return the keys. *gri   

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