Date: Wed, 24 Nov 1999 14:42:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Selena Anders <selena33_ca@yahoo.com>
Subject: Steven Cums to Stay

A friend of mine is a judge in youth court.  She sees
all sorts of bad girls, and sends many of them to
jail. But sometimes she sees possibilities in a girl,
and has the judicial power to send her to a foster
home instead.  At present there are three young
offenders living with me at my small country estate.

I wake up slowly, with the sun beaming in through the
tall windows of my bedroom, and slowly stretch against
the pink satin sheets.  My youngest girl smiles at me,
"Good morning, Mistress."  Memories of last night fill
my mind, of the taste of Toni's sweet cunt and the
feel of her hard pointy nipples against my tongue.

"Good Morning, Toni," I reply.  "Have you had
breakfast yet?"

"No, Mistress.  I was hoping that I could, you know,
have you."  Toni answers.

I take a moment to run my hand over the flawless olive
skin of her little body.  Toni is a delightfully
active bet-mate, and she squirms in pleasure as my
fingers tease her tiny tits.  "Not until I've enjoyed
you."  I murmur.  "Now roll onto your tummy and spread
your legs."

My nine-year-old trollop instantly obeys, and I lean
over to kiss her on the back of her neck.  My hand
slides down her back and over her tight little ass to
caress the insides of her thighs, as my lips slowly
make their way down her vertebrae.  She is such a
lovely feast, and her soft skin tastes so wonderful as
my tongue approaches the crack of her little-girl ass.
My hands urge her thighs apart, then spread her tight
little ass cheeks to make way for my eager probing
tongue.  

My little slave wiggles in pleasure as I taste the
tiny brown pucker of her ass hole.  My hands spread
her legs and my fingers begin to play with her
hairless pre-teen cunt.  She moans as I slip a finger
inside her hot little vagina.  I get my finger all
nice and slippery with her cunt juices before I slide
it out and begin to diddle her small hard clit.  

"OH YES MISTRESS!" Toni screams as I bury my face in
her writhing crotch.  My hands grip her little-girl
hips as she grinds her sweet ass into my face.  It is
so much fun to lick and suck from her ass to her cunt
and back, because she loves it so much, and I do enjoy
giving pleasure as well as receiving.  

Finally my mouth latches onto Toni's clit, sucking it
between my teeth as my tongue flicks quickly back and
forth across it.  As Toni cums, I am rewarded by a
gush of the sweetest cunt-cream in the world, but
there isn't much of it.  After all, she is just a
little thing.

"Oh mistress!"  Toni tells me, "You make me feel so
good.  Can I be your fuck-slave forever?  Even when
I'm grown up?"

I take her into my arms, and thrill at the feeling of
her hard little nipples pressing into my flesh.  "Of
course, dear."  I tell her, "but right now I want you
to rub those pretty titties into my hot, wet cunt."

Eagerly the little girl crawls between my widely
parted thighs, and presses her hard, excited little
nipples in between the lips of my pussy.  I lift my
knees high and wide to expose my gaping cunt and
ass-hole to the friction of Toni's soft flesh.  I
practically go into orbit as the pointy little nubs
slide across my exposed clit.

Toni slips a finger into my cunt for just long enough
to get it well lubricated with fuck-juice, then slides
it out and into my ass.  She knows that makes me cum,
and my orgasm this morning is delicious.  "Suck me,
baby!"  I tell her, and she quickly shifts to plunge
her tongue into my cunt, as she adds a second little
finger to fuck my ass.  As she licks from my hot hole
to my clit and back, successive climaxes of passion
engulf my body, until finally I am exhausted.  "That's
enough!  No more, honey!"

Toni instantly stops licking me, but being the bad
little girl she is, she keeps her two fingers rammed
up my ass.  I lie back and enjoy the feeling of those
fingers slowly wiggling inside me.

There is a small scratch at the door.  "Come In!" I
call, and Crissy enters with my breakfast tray.  She
grins at the sight of Toni's tiny bottom still thrust
up in the air as she continues to pleasure my anus. 
At 17, Chrissy has been with me for five years.  She
is a classic California-type beauty, with lightly
tanned skin, long honey-blonde hair and big blue eyes.
 She also works out in my home gym for 3 hours every
day, and has lots of muscle on her 5'8" frame.  She
wears our house uniform: lacy garter-belt and hose,
and a sheer baby-doll top.  I do not permit any
clothing that would hide my girls' lovely bodies, only
little wisps of fabric that help them to look even
more naked.  Bras must be only a half-cup, allowing
their nipples to poke over the edge.  Panties must be
of the split-crotch variety, so I can see their pretty
shaven slits.

Crissy puts the tray down on my breakfast table, then
approaches the bed.  She kneels on the mattress, and
bends over to give me my good-morning kiss.   First
her lips and tongue descend on my right nipple,
swirling and sucking.  Then she nibbles gently on my
left nipple, teasing with her teeth.  Finally, her
soft lips close on mine, and her tongue spears into my
mouth.  I return the kiss with enthusiasm, and our
tongues do a lewd slithering dance back and forth from
mouth to mouth.

Toni seizes the moment when I cannot see her, to be a
bad girl again.  As her tongue touches my clit I
explode in another earth-shattering orgasm!
"OH YES!  LICK ME!  KISS ME!  FUCK ME!  SUCK ME!" my
mind screams, but my voice is stilled by Crissy's
questing tongue.

As I come down from my ecstasy, I notice a quick wink
that passes between my slaves.  Sometimes I am not
sure who is in charge here.  The two girls help me to
rise from the bed, and dress me in my silk bathrobe,
then lead me to my favorite chair by the breakfast
table.  Crissy pours my coffee, while little Toni
spreads just the right amount of cream-cheese on my
croissant.  Then Toni reaches down and smears a dollop
of cream-cheese on her pussy, hoping that I would like
to eat an extra treat today.  But I am already worn
out, so I tell her "No, thank-you, but I'm sure Crissy
will help you with that.  You two go and prepare my
bath."

I watch as my two slaves walk away toward the huge
bathroom, with their hands fondling each other's young
asses.  As they leave the room I pick up my newspaper
and coffee, and as I read and sip, I hear the water
running and joyous giggles from the next room.  My
theory is that the more practice my slaves have in
sex, the better they will be able to serve me.  So I
smile to myself and read my paper.

Ten minutes later, the sound of running water and the
intake of coffee are making demands on my bladder. 
Crissy returns from the bathroom and tells me,
"Mistress, your bath is ready!"  I rise and walk
toward the bathroom, careless of my open robe, and
note that Crissy licks her lips at the sight of my
exposed firm C-cup breasts and precisely trimmed pubic
patch.  Well, if she wants to lick me there, she will
soon get her chance.

Crissy follows me into the bathroom, where I let my
robe fall from my shoulders, then sit on the toilet. 
Both of my slaves watch respectfully as I pee.  Toni
is already shoulder-deep in bubbles, waiting to wash
me.

As my yellow stream slows to a stop, Crissy kneels
before me and I co-operate as she tugs my hips toward
her.  Toilet tissue is forbidden in my house, and
whenever anyone finishes peeing, one of my slaves is
there to clean her.  Crissy buries her face in my
crotch, licking up all traces of my urine, and
pleasuring my cunt and clit as well.  Slowly her
talented tongue focuses its attention more and more on
my swollen clit, and I moan in delight as I approach
another orgasm. 

Suddenly my third slave, Amanda walks in.  She is 14,
and thin to the point of anorexia.  She has the palest
skin I have ever seen, emphasized by short black
curls.  This morning she wears a red satin bustier,
with garter tabs that hold up black fish-net
stockings.  She has only been with me for three weeks,
so her training is not complete.  She has entered
without knocking first, and must be punished. 
"Mistress,"  Amanda hands me a portable telephone,
"It's the judge."

I realize that the punishment will have to be
postponed, and accept the phone.  I lean back and
speak, "Good morning, Susan."

Susan's voice tells me, "Listen Gloria, I know your
taste runs to little girls, but I have a rather unique
case you might be willing to take on.  He has been in
and out of my court for over a year for fighting. 
Other boys call him a pervert and a fag because he has
a medical condition called priapism, which just means
he always has a hard-on.  And I do mean always.  So he
tries to beat up the other boys who call him names,
even if they are twice as big.  He's 12, almost 13,
and a tough little customer.  What do you think?"

Of course, I am having a hard time thinking, with
Crissy's tongue still licking my cunt, keeping me on
the edge of another huge orgasm.  Judge Susan can hear
my ragged breathing, and asks, "Gloria, are you doing
what I think you're doing?"

"No," I answer.  "Crissy is doing it!  And she's
making me Cum!"  I go over the edge and the room
explodes in stars.  Crissy leans back with a
self-satisfied smirk on her face, as I try to get my
thoughts together.

"Why don't you bring him over at around to o'clock for
a three-day test-drive, with a third of your fee now,
and the rest if I keep him after the three days?"

"Sounds good to me.  See you then!"  Judge Susan hangs
up.

Amanda asks, "A boy?  We're going to have a boy?"

"That's not what we're going to talk about!"  I snap. 
"You will always address me as Mistress, and you will
always knock before entering my presence!  On you
knees and over my lap girl!"  I try not to raise my
voice often, which gives it more impact when I must. 
Startled, Amanda obeys instantly, her small breasts
pressed against my left thigh white her naked pussy
rests over my right.  "That's two infractions," I tell
her, "So it will have to be 50 spanks."

Amanda blushes in embarrassment as my other slaves
observe her spanking.  This turns her pale skin a rosy
pink, but as my hand carries on smacking her skinny
ass, it begins to approach the color of her bustier. 
She whimpers, but will not cry out, for the rules of
the teen goths who used to be her friends forbid such
signs of weakness. 

She tries to stand up with some dignity, and I tell
her, "And no sex for the rest of the day!"  Like me,
all of my girls are sex-crazed sluts, and sexual
deprivation is severe punishment indeed.  I turn to
Toni and Crissy, "If you see Amanda even touching
herself, she will have to be restrained.  Do you
understand?"  They understand.  Of course, little Toni
could not possibly apply restraint to the older and
taller Amanda, but after years of weight training,
Crissy would overpower her in seconds.

Back to business.  I instruct Amanda and Crissy to
prepare a light lunch, because we have two guests
coming, and dismiss them.  Then I step into the warm
bath that awaits me.  Toni is as slippery as an eel,
and as cuddly as a teddy bear.  She washes me slowly
and carefully, turning the experience into a wet
full-body massage.  As she kneels with her knees
astride my legs, and shampoos my hair, she presses her
little tits against my mouth.  I know what she wants,
and oblige her.  I suck her pointy little nipples as I
slide a hand up the inside of her tender thigh.  She
moans as I slip my middle finger up inside of her
tight little cunt, and lathers my hair with more
vigor.  Soon there is a rhythm, as I finger fuck her
while she rubs my scalp.  Fuck Fuck Fuck, Rub Rub Rub.
 She begins to squeal in her little-girl orgasm, and
holds onto my head for balance.  One of her hard
little nips still presses to my mouth.  I would be
delighted to play with my horny child for hours, but
there are guests coming, so I require her to rinse me
and dry me, and help me into my robe, before returning
to the bedroom.

Toni takes a minute to dry herself before following. 
I decide that my bathrobe is quite enough for greeting
these particular guests, except that I would like
thigh-high stockings and stiletto heels.  Toni runs
for the items, and as she slides the stockings up my
legs, her hand 'accidentally' brushes against my pussy
lips, in an unspoken invitation to more.  I tell her,
"I'd love to play, darling, but we have to get ready. 
I don't want to shock this boy too much right away, so
I want all of you in your one-color bikinis, not the
see-through ones.  Now go and tell the others."  Toni
runs off to do my bidding, and I return to my morning
paper and coffee.

A while later there is a light tapping at my door. 
"Come In!"  I call.

Amanda enters, now dressed in a tiny black string
bikini.  She comes to kneel before me, "I'm sorry
Mistress.  I just thought the phone call was
important, so I forgot to knock.  Toni said you wanted
us to wear these bikinis.  Are they OK?  Please,
Mistress, I'm so horny.  Do I really have to go
without having my pussy sucked for the rest of the
day?  I'll be good.  I really will!"

One has to be firm with slaves, even ones who are as
totally repentant as Amanda.  So I tell her, "Yes, I
meant what I said.  No sex until sunset.  It will give
you time to think about what a bad girl you were.  And
yes, the bikini is perfect.  Is lunch ready?"

"Yes, Mistress.  Would you like to come to the kitchen
and make sure everything is the way you want?"

So I follow my errant slave down the stairs, noting
that the tiny thong bikini does little to cover her
still-rosy bottom.  In the kitchen I find oysters,
both raw and smoked.  There are clams, with small
crackers to put them on, and three delicate sauces.  I
do hate that spicy red seafood sauce that covers up
the taste of good food.  I nibble a few items to
satisfy myself that they are fresh, then the doorbell
chimes.  "Crissy, answer it."  I order.  "I will
receive them in my study."  "You need not knock."  I
add, with a glance at Amanda, who blushes all over
again.

A few minutes later Crissy enters the study.  Her
pale-blue bikini reflects her eyes, and only enhances
her bronzed muscular body.  Her long blonde hair is
freshly combed out, as I expect when my slaves greet
guests.  She is followed by a young man, with black
hair and piercing green eyes that challenge me to make
a comment about the evident bulge in his loose-fitting
dungarees.  Then comes my old friend, Judge Susan;
tall, slim, aristocratic, with medium-length hair she
dyes a deep auburn.  Today she wears a trim grey wool
business suit, with a skirt that is far enough above
the knee to be exciting, without becoming improper. 
She speaks immediately to the boy, "Remember Steven,
that you are here as an alternative to jail.  If Miss
Gloria says to do anything, you do it right away, or
one call to the police will have you in juvenile
prison before you can blink.  Do you understand?"

Steven gazes at the judge steadily, "Yes Ma'am."

It is my turn.  I kneel down before the boy, "It's all
right Steven.  The judge has explained your problem to
me.  Nobody here will make fun of you.  Why, any boy
at all would look at Crissy here and get just as hard
as you."

He replies, "But I'm like this all the time!"

"Here in this house, that's completely fine.  Any boy
who lives here would be just like you."  I raise my
voice slightly, "Audrey and Toni, come in here
please!" 
They come running in to join Crissy, and the three
take a sexy pose for him.  Steven gazes at tall tanned
Crissy, slim pale Audrey, and cute little Toni all in
their tiny bikinis, and the bulge in his pants
twitches.  I go on, "You see Steven, with these
beautiful girls around, it is natural to be hard like
you are now.  They all want to see what the fuss is
all about, so now I want you to let me take down your
pants so we can see."

Steven glances at the judge, and she nods, so he looks
back at me.  "OK"


I reach to unbutton his trousers, and slowly lower
them to his knees.  The bulge in his undershorts is
definitely man-sized, and when I pull them down too I
am greeted by 8" of beautiful hard cock, pointing
straight at me.  I take it in my hand and begin to
stroke it, then look him in the eye, "It's beautiful,
Steven.  Is it always this hard, even right after you
fuck a girl?"
 
"I--I never--" he stammers.

"Oh, that's terrible!"  I exclaim.  "It's such a
waste!"  Then I turn to the girls, "Crissy and Toni,
help the judge with her clothes.  Amanda, you must
stand in the corner and watch."

Judge Susan and I are old friends, and as my slaves
strip her it is obvious that she has come ready for
play.  She wears lovely silvery grey hose, held by a
lace garter belt of the same color, but no panties. 
She takes off her matching lace bra, and it goes on
top of the neat pile the girls have made of her suit.

While Susan is being stripped, I stand and open my
bathrobe, then remove it and toss it aside.  Steven's
eyes nearly pop out of his head as he stares at me.  I
tell him, "I want you to fuck me Steven.  I want you
to stick that beautiful cock in my hot cunt.  I know
you don't really know how, but Crissy will help.  Now
let me get these clothes off of you."

Quickly I strip him, before turning back to the
others. "Your honour, would you care to use my desk?" 
I always keep the top of the big mahogany desk clear,
for just such occasions.  Susan smiles, and stretches
out on it.  I step to the end of the desk and part her
thighs.  For a woman in her late 40s she is in superb
shape, with skin maintained by the most expensive
moisturizers.  Her precisely trimmed pubic patch is
dyed the same as her other hair, and her slightly
parted pussy lips glisten with moist anticipation.  

"Toni, you do as the judge says.  Crissy, you show
Steven what to do."  I glance at Amanda, but she
already has her instructions.  Steven looks like he
might faint, as my gorgeous blonde bombshell walks up
to him and slips an arm seductively around his
shoulders.   

I turn back to Susan, who whispers to Toni, "Take it
off, then come and suck my tits."  I bend over to bury
my face in Susan's cunt, knowing that this leaves my
ass and pussy in just the right position for Steven's
first fuck.  I love the lingering taste of Susan's
apple-cinnamon douche.  She always uses it because the
tiny amount of cinnamon makes her cunt lips swollen
and more sensitive.  So I slowly lick her thick lips,
gently sucking them between my teeth.  

I hear Crissy behind me, and spread my legs in eager
anticipation.  She is whispering,  "Oh Steven, it's so
big and perfect.  You'll just love fucking my
Mistress, because she has the wettest, horniest cunt
in the whole world.  I know, because she lets me suck
it all the time.  Here, let me hold it for you. 
Spread your legs just a little bit.  That's perfect! 
Now just push forward, and I'll make sure it goes in
the right place."

Steven's cock feels so good as it slides inside me. 
Slowly he starts to slide in and out, with long deep
strokes under Crissy's expert guidance.  "Oh, so
good."  I moan into Susan's ripe cunt.  I slip two
fingers inside and begin to massage her G-spot.  I
glance up and see my naked youngest slave sucking on
one of Susan's large nipples, while her slim fingers
pull, pinch and play with the other.  

"Oh yes, SO GOOD" Susan replies, "Toni dear, come and
sit on my face, I want to taste your sweet little
pussy!"  All my girls love the judge who sent them to
me, and Toni jumps up on the end of the desk to kneel
over Susan's mouth.  As she slowly lowers herself onto
eager lips, she resumes playing with the hard nipples
on Susan's D-cup breasts.

"A little faster now."  Crissy tells Steven.  "Try to
get your balls swinging so they can bump against
Mistress' clit.  Yes, that's the way!  Really do it to
her!  She loves it!  I hope Mistress lets me lick the
cunt juice off your cock!"
Steven responds to the nasty talk with enthusiasm.  He
pounds into me and I know I am going to cum soon.  

I slide my tongue through the juicy folds of Susan's
cinnamon twat to her fat clitoris, and begin to lick
it around and around on all sides.  "Mmrrnnff!" she
squeals into Toni's little pussy, as her hips start to
buck and thrash in the throes of her climax.  I reach
around her thighs and grab the tabs of her garter belt
to hold on, as I begin to suck her clit in and out
between my teeth in a pulsating rhythm.  Susan is
always a fun and wild ride.

That wonderful cock hammers into my cunt, and I can
feel it growing even bigger and hotter for just a
moment, then a deluge of hot sperm floods my vagina,
and the rockets go off.  I become a crazed cunt
lapper, holding onto my bucking partner while I try to
suck every last bit of pussy juice from her river of
passion.  My cunt-muscles contract, and try milk that
wonderful cock of every drop of jism, as wave after
wave of orgasm fills my body.  

Finally, I am exhausted.  I let go of Susan and stand
up, letting Steven's erection fall out of me.  Crissy
helps me to the couch, where I sit, while Toni climbs
down from the desk.  All five women in the room stare
at young Steven.  He seems a bit dazed, as though he
doesn't quite understand what has just happened.  But
we all can see that his lovely cock is still standing,
as proud as ever.  For a minute we just look, and
Steven begins to blush all over.  

Then Crissy breaks the spell, "Mistress, may I?"  I
nod, and she sinks to her knees in front of Steven's
crotch.  She extends her tongue and begins to slowly
swirl it around his cock-head.  This is all so new to
Steven, but he is in the best of hands.  Slowly and
voluptuously Crissy slides her tongue down the
underside of his prick until her face pushes between
his thighs, and she can lick at his balls.  I do
sometimes let the girls go out to party with others. 
It keeps them fresh and happy.  Obviously Crissy has
been using the opportunity to stay in practice with
boys.  She licks her way back to the tip, carefully
cleaning both sides, then suddenly tries to swallow
the whole thing.

Gripping the base of Steven's cock, she engulfs the
other 6 inches, and her cheeks dimple as she sucks
hard.  Steven grips Crissy's hair and begins to moan
as she bobs her head back and forth.  Minutes later
Steven cums again, although with much less jism than
he put in my cunt, and Crissy has no problem
swallowing it all.  I tell her, "Crissy, starting
tomorrow you will begin giving Audrey and Toni lessons
in cock-sucking."

While Crissy is giving her marvelous display of skill
at felatio, Toni helps Judge Susan get dressed.  They
share a long deep goodbye kiss, during which I can see
that Toni's little hands are still up the judge's
skirt.  Finally Susan says she has to be going, "But
just before I leave, I want you to know that Steven's
condition has affected his sperm count.  It's zero. 
He can't get you pregnant."  I breathe a sigh of
relief, and thank her before Toni accompanies her to
the door.    

I look at Steven, "Well young man, you filled me up
with your cum.  It is only right that you lick it out
of me.  Crissy and Toni will show you what to do."

"Yes Ma'am."

"That's 'Yes, Mistress'."  I tell him sharply.  "As
long as you are here, you must always address me as
Mistress.  If you forget, I shall punish you.  If you
resist punishment, or forget too often, I shall send
you back to jail.  Is that clear?"

Steven's eyes glint with intelligence.  He knows
exactly what is happening, and that he has been
recruited.  Either at this moment he will rebel, or he
will accept my offer to take him as my slave.  I can
almost hear the gears grind in his brain.  It is not
so much fear of jail that motivates him, but the
obvious promise of limitless sex in a home of total
comfort.

Slowly he steps toward my couch, and kneels between my
thighs.  "Yes Mistress" he murmurs as he bends to lick
his own semen as it oozes out of my vagina.  He is
mine, and all I need do is decide if I want him.

Crissy and Toni come to kneel on either side of
Steven.  They whisper advice in his ear.  "Start
lower.  See that bit of cum on her ass-hole?  You have
to get everything."  "Don't rush.  Try to lick way up
inside."  "That's her clitoris.  Try to lick it really
nice."  Steven proves an apt student, and soon has me
cumming again.  

As I let out a satisfied sigh, Steven asks me,
"Mistress, why is that girl standing in the corner?"

"Because she has been bad, and that is part of her
punishment."  At that moment their eyes meet, and
perhaps they fall in love.  Steven knows all about
being bad and being punished, so they instantly
understand each other.