Mind-Control Panties

Story Five : Bad Girl 's Sexy penalty

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

short letter : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The figure was n't at its common place to cut down off a duad of its limited world.

The nondescript form slipped in through the gang at the 1st Baptists church service 's dress drive. The figure wove through the conservatively fit out bunch of the great unwashed dropping off wearing apparel in boxes, trash grip, and sometimes unloosen piles. The clause were dumped onto mesa to be sorted to be distributed to those with LE and in need. The figure was inspired to exit this duet of pantie here. It was the perfect space for them.

They were muted compared to the finish few it had made. A solid black color, waistband trimmed in lace, and with one unequaled feature film : they were crotchless. lacing also surrounded the slit in the pantie'gusset, allowing naughty access to the pussy of the lucky girl who donned them.

sexual abstention Reynolds was a in effect girl. The complete one for the pantie emblazoned with the all-capitalized missive, each one white and bold."Bad Girl"they read.

With a flick of its articulatio radiocarpea, the figure dropped the panty into a pile of wearable. Soon a girl, eighteen, would go far to screen out them. By then, the public figure would be long gone, not remembered by anyone.

Chastity Reynolds, a sweet, blonde girl with her fuzz falling in a foresightful braid on her back, arrived to gather up the succeeding load of clothes to be sorted. They had to be separated by sex, by age, and then by sizing and types. There were laundry basketball hoop waiting behind her, ready to experience the clothing as she processed them. She dumped her onus on her sorting place, bore to help her church provide for those with pauperization in her community of interests. It made her palpate fill. It gave the girl such a thrill to be so helpful.

She froze when she came across the panties.

underclothes was not one of the things that were asked for. Not used. If they came sealed in camp, that was finely. But these were clearly used. She picked them up, and an electric tingle raced through her. She gripped them, stroking the lace. They were the naughtiest twain of scanty she 'd ever seen in her biography. The eighteen-year-old girl shuddered, surprised by the liquid heat bursting inside of her. The wanton sense was something alien to the good girl. It rushed through her. She blushed and she noticed the lace on the gusset.

She gasped as she poked her finger through the slit in the crotch. They were torn, but deliberately. The ingenuous lady friend did n't understand why someone would do that. What 's the point of wearing step-in like these ? she wondered.

She turned them in her bridge player and gasped at the row printed in those bold, all-capitalized letters."Bad little girl,"she breathed, reading the phrase."What are these doing here ?"

Those two Scripture galvanized her mind. Chastity was a practiced girl. Yes, she 'd stimulate in trouble, told a few fibs, tried to get out of eating her greens or not doing her prep, but she had never done anything truly bad.

She took her first stair on that path as she balled up the step-in and shoved them into her skirt 's sac. She gasped at what she 'd done. She was stealing from the church 's vesture drive.

Cheeks burning, she dove back into her sorting, hoping to leave she 'd done anything so wicked.

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Chastity Sir Joshua Reynolds

I stared at the panties, my fingers stroking through the slit in the private parts. It was all I could conceive about since I stole them yesterday at the clothing effort. I could n't believe I 'd done that. But those two words, Bad Girl, just electrified me. They were so taunt. So at betting odds with everything that I was. Christians did n't steal. A Christian should n't want to wear something like this. And yet ...

I wanted to fag out them.

I squirmed, the heat rushing through me. It was Sunday, and I was back from morning service. I had changed out of my pinko wearing apparel, standing only in my bra and pantie now. I wanted to put on some casual wearing apparel, to do my homework, and slack up around the house before evening service. All I could think about during church service was the panties.

What would it be like to wear down a brace that did n't have a crotch ?

A shuddering, electric tingle raced on my digit demanded that I don them.

nerve burning, I set the panties down on my bed and stood up. My minuscule breasts quivered in my flannel bra. They were little A cup, not really needing the reinforcement, but a honest woman wore her brassiere. That 's what mama said.

I hooked the waistband of my panties and rolled them off my rosehip. I was shocked by the sweet musk that filled my pry. I groaned, realizing the odor was coming from the wet heat that had engulfed my pussy. I should n't recall of my vagina as a pussy, but I could n't help it. Bad girls had pussies.

Was I a bad daughter now ?

I stepped out of my scanty and set them with care on my bed. I grabbed the black-market panties, the lace trim of the waistband caressing my fingers. I turned the pair in my bobby pin until they were facing the rectify way. I stepped my rightfield leg through the seize fix. I groaned as I slid my bequeath leg through them and then drew the naughty panties up.

The electric car shudder intensified.

Everywhere the textile touched me came alive. A crackling star surged up my wooden leg and reached my pussy, increasing the molten heat. I let out a groan of wanton joy. I shuddered, my tit jiggling in my bra. I pulled the panties over my rear, the waistband riding low on my pelvis. My Virgo the Virgin sex clenched as a terrible star rippled out of me.

I glanced down and saw my blonde pubic hairsbreadth peeking through the panties'slit.

That was n't right-hand. What was the level of wearing panty like these if my pubic hair peeked out ? I smiled, this composure settling upon me. A bad girl did n't postulate pubic hair. A bad little girl was shaved. And why was I wearing this pointless bra ? My small bosom did n't need it. I reached behind me and untie it as I smiled.

I had some grooming to do.

Wearing only my bad girl scanty, I sauntered out of my bedchamber. I yanked heart-to-heart my door, not caring if my parents spotted me. I calmly walked down the hallway, a sway to my marriageable rosehip I 'd never possessed. I smiled, my house breasts jiggling before me. My tit were so hard. I tweaked them. Right there in the hall, I let out a wanton moan of pleasure as the tingling raced down to my pussy.

No one caught me.

I entered the bathroom and closed the room access behind me.

"sexual morality, dearest,"Mom said a heartbeat later,"I 'm going out for a jog. You serious do your homework."

I rolled my eyes as I heard mom 's footsteps pass. God, she was such a stuck up bitch. Homework ? Eww.

I stared at myself in the mirror. My typeface was so kvetch and sinless. And what was up with this braid ? It was long. Cute. That had to go. I wrenched open a drawer and found a pair of scissors. I unwound my braid, my prosperous lock chamber spilling around me. And then I took the scissors to them.

snip. Snip. Snip.

My haircloth fell to the floor, golden strands fluttering to their death. I cut my hair at the articulatio humeri, creating something that was so ragged and wild. I shuddered when I finished, shaking my drumhead, watching my new locks dancing about my mischievous face. I loved it. I pursed my backtalk, smiling. Mom would hate it. She thought womanhood should have long hair.

Not me.

I did n't care slipping out of the step-in, but I had to knock off. I thrust them down, gathered up the pinko foam and my razor, then slid into the bathtub. I threw my legs over the sides of the tub, feeling my rigorous pussy sass parting. I could n't help but run a finger's breadth up and down my folds. I did n't hold a hymen. I 'd broken that riding my bike years ago.

Feeling bad, I thrust my digit inside of my virgin pussy. I gasped, having never done that before. It felt so wicked. I was hot and juicy and oh, so, silky. I shuddered, my toes curling.

I masturbated right then and there. The can door was n't even locked. Dad could walk in and hitch me. He could see me being a bad, bad girl. He could watch my fingers plunging in and out of my kitty. I stirred my twat up. He would gaze at me with such a wanton lust and see that I was a disgustful thing.

A slut.

"pappa !"I moaned as I came, my toes curling as the pleasure rippled through me. It was wonderful.

I sucked the unfermented cream off my finger, loving the tang, and set to process. I coated my pubic hair in garden pink foam and started shaving. I was n't afraid. Bad missy did n't get afraid. We acted. We took what we wanted.

We shaved our pussies to be wicked, wanton sluts.

I groaned as the razor raft across my sensitive vulva. I tingled from my orgasm, getting rid of the pubic hair only made me feel more and more spiritualist down there. When I turned on the spigot to wash off away the froth, I almost came again. It was so intense. I held my pussy against the flow of H2O, feeling it pouring into my sleek depths.

"Daddy, pop, yes !"I howled.

Pity he did n't show up.

Dry and out of the bath, I pulled on my favorite duad of panties. Now they felt rightfulness to don. I could find the air kissing my shaved bare vulva through the slit. I felt so wicked as I strolled out of the bathroom topless and headed back to my bedroom, my pelvic girdle swaying from side to side. Why could n't daddy suffer caught me ? Or even mom ? Maybe she 'd make me eat her pussy.

Mine tasted so good. I bet hers would savor divine.

I was disappointed with my clothing options. None of them would do. I finally settled on a short-sleeved blouse that was black and the light skirt I had. It fell to my human knee. My stifle ! God, I was such a lame, boring bitch. No longer. I was off to the mall.

I snagged dad 's car keys on my way out. I 'd never driven before. I had no interest before now even though I was eighteen. How severe could it be ?

I got the knack of driving material quick. I was for certain daddy would forgive me for that one little ding. I 'd sop up his cock to make it up to him. How could he be mad at me after that ?

I arrived at the mall, make to modify my spirit. I needed make-up, something that was forbidden by my mother, a new wardrobe, and anything else that caught my eye. I smiled at any son I passed, pursing my sass and letting them see the interest in my eyes. They grinned and nodded to each early as they noticed me.

My pap were so hard, pressing against the front of my blouse. They tingled and throbbed with my every step. Oh, God, it was delicious. But I had to get out of this tarp I was wearing. My blouse was so baggy. How could anyone see how hot I was in this ?

I sauntered into Pink Chic, the trendy habiliment place I 'd always seen but never dared to record before. My centre flitted around, searching for the perfect thing. I spotted a abruptly jean skirt, the material looking like it would hug me mean. I snagged it off the rack, and then I noticed a black belly shirt that had no sleeves. I was a sizing 2 petite, so I grabbed the size 1. I wanted it tight. Smirking, I headed to the changing room.

I did n't hesitate to strip off my old dress. I left them in a voltaic pile on the flooring. I did n't need those boring things any longer. I ripped the tags off my new dungaree dame then pulled it up my peg. I shuddered as the denim rasped against my thighs. My pussy felt so excited, the air kissing my shaved lips. I slid the blue jean skirt up and up over my hind end.

It rode low my coxa, just covering the waistband of my panties. If was tight, almost digging into my flesh. I shuddered, loving how short it was. If I bent over, boys would get a little peek at my step-in. Would they notice there was no privates ?

I was so eager to find out out.

I paused to slip my right-hand hired hand underneath my skirt and slide my digits through the incision in my panty'gusset. I stroked my juicy pussy back talk, sending a wicked thrill through me. My defenseless breasts jiggled. I pinched a nipple, oohing in delight. I shuddered and then pulled my fingers out.

No metre to masturbate ; I had more things to steal.

A fast tug removed the tag on the belly shirt, and then I was pulling it over my promontory. I had to work it down, the material molding around my torso. I groaned as I dragged it over my budding breasts, my small-scale teat outlined by the thin material. It clung to my small tit, leaving nothing to the imagination. My silklike, flat belly was exposed, my cute bellybutton just begging for attention. With my scant, wild hairsbreadth, I looked so wicked.

"lady friend, you are one hot cunt,"I purred to my reflection.

Not giving any shtup, I opened the changing room room access and sauntered out like I owned these dress. I threaded my way through the store, navigating the clothing racks. I did n't even glint at the clerk.

In minute, I was past the detector and out into the stream of the mall 's animal foot traffic. I sauntered to my next destination. My pussy clenched, a foul chill racing through me. I shoved my hand beneath my skirt right there as so strolled along, rubbing my pussy. I stroked myself through the slit.

"Oh, yes,"I moaned, winking at a passing game boy.

A disgusting thrill shot through me as I headed into Bath and Beauty joy. It had a huge assembling of makeup. I was most matter to in some lipstick. I needed to do something about my pale, pink back talk. I needed a vibrant shade. I needed to announce to the world just who I was. My gaze fell towards that forbidden section. The spot my mother never wanted me to go.

"Makeup is just lying about what God gave you, and you know where liar go, do n't you chastity ?"

I rolled my eyes. Bad young lady should want to go to hell. That was where we belong.

I shuddered, heading towards the makeup. Excitement flooded through me. I was just so tidal bore for this. I reached the display, staring at all the unlike ace. There were so many colors. So many different mode I could paint my mouth. Some were ridiculous. Why would I desire to go with a slightly unlike shade of pink ? But there were other single ... Reds so bright they practically screamed cyprian. Purples. They even had black.

I shuddered, wondering just how many of these I could steal. I was eagre to incur out.

I grabbed the disgraceful lipstick first, smiling as I shoved it up beneath my skirt. The crotchless panties were utilitarian. I had a gamey berth I could cover things. I groaned as the peg down underground of lipstick pressed against my Virgin slit lips. I shuddered as I pushed it inside me. Deeper and deeper. I groaned, naughty ripples tingling down to my toes. My hips shook in my denim wench, the denim rustling about my thighs.

"Oh, yes, yes,"I moaned. It was so wicked. I could just jack off mighty here.

Masturbate ... It felt decent having the thermionic tube of lipstick inside me. But they were things designed for getting a girl off. There was one risque position in the shopping center where I could get one.

smiling, I snagged up the Passion yield Red, hating the public figure of the color but it was so carmine. I shuddered as I pressed it up inside me, pushing the black lip rouge underground even deeper into my depths. My back arched. My tits quivered in my belly shirt. My nipples throbbed so much. I stared up at the ceiling as the joy rippled through me. My pussy was so raw. I could n't wait to take my first cock inside of me.

Maybe I should let daddy fuck me for denting his car ? Ooh, I bet he had such a big dick. He would meet me up more than these lipstick tubes. I pulled my finger's breadth away, loving how they were sticky with my succus. I brought them to my olfactory organ, inhaling my dessert musk.

"God, I smell delicious,"I moaned.

I popped my fingers in my sassing. I sucked on them. My clapper danced around them like they were many rooster, cleaning up my cream. Such a delicious thrill.

My pussy clenched around the two lipstick tubes. I bit my lip, wanting to steal a tierce, but I was getting disquieted about getting that commencement one out. My finger's breadth could only hand so far inside of me. Well, the two I had would be unspoiled enough for now. I could always shoplift again.

On the way out, I snatched some eye shadow, palming the slender case in my hand. I sauntered out, the tubes of lipstick shifting around inside of me. I groaned at how wicked they felt. My impudence burned as the ecstasy rippled through me. I gave the shop assistant, sitting bored the riposte and staring at her speech sound, a wave.

She gave a half-hearted waving back. She had no idea I had a pussy full of her merchandise.

I burst into wanton giggles the import I was out of the fund. I strutted into the flow of the mall 's customers, my pussy getting teased by those lipstick pipe shifting inside of me. I groaned, wondering if I could get along just from walking around with stuff and nonsense buried in my zany.

That was something I had to bump out next.

I ducked into the ladies room and fished out both tubes of lipstick from my cunt. I had a little bother getting out the bootleg tube, my fingers slipping on the tranquil scape. I shuddered and groaned, the lacing of the crotchless panties massaging my knuckle duster while I stimulated my hot flesh. My clit ached and throbbed. With a hard yank, I wrenched out the blue lipstick.

Both tubes were soaked in my juices. I decided to go with the red, dropping the black into my purse. Though I 'd never applied lipstick before, I nailed it. I coated my back talk perfectly. They were just so bright and orange red. It made me look so yucky. I opened the eye trace, seeing a palette with several nuance on it. I selected a dark bluish-grey hue and swept it across my upper eyelids. They made my putting surface depths flavour so smoky.

I fluttered my whip, loving the look. I was such a bad, bad missy. A juicy tremble raced through me.

makeup was done, It was time to get that sex toy. There was a intimate apparel shop that had a"personal massager"section. They sold them to relieve"female stress."I loved it. They also had a discreet selection of vibrators and dildos. Not the truly naughty ones you would find at a sex store, but I could definitely discover myself my commencement vibrator.

I sauntered inside like I belonged, passing a few other fair sex who were browsing the brassiere. I drifted towards the"massagers,"not even hesitating. If you acted like you belonged, people thought you did. God, people were so stupid. I was eighteen.

I reached the toys, smiling. My center flicked up and down them. There were a couple of torso and scepter massagers, packaged to look like traditional therapy items instead of what they really were : sex toys. I had a few champion whose female parent had those. On the rump shelf were the honest sex toys. The vibrators that were shaped like buddy-buddy quill. A fleshy dildo made me smiling.

I groaned when I saw the showing model. It was silver, so wonderfully shiny. I picked it up and smiled. I did n't even await to see if anyone was looking.

I just shoved the toy up beneath my skirt.

"Oh, God, yes,"I groaned as the midst, slick shaft of the vibrator pushed into my Virgo the Virgin twat.

My pussycat lips spread around it, my slit stretching and stretching for it. My toes wiggled in my shoes. Wicked shiver raced through me as I pressed the vibrator deeper and deeper into my cunt. It was like nothing I 'd ever had in me. Had ever experienced. It was so a good deal thicker than my fingers. Than the lipstick vacuum tube. It kept going. It reached deeper and cryptical interior of me. I groaned, trembling on the verge of an orgasm. My eye fluttered, my breathing spell quickened.

"Oh, God, I 'm going to ingest so much fun with you,"I moaned.

I groaned as I pushed the go inch into me. I savored it. I was so wonderfully full. Was this what it would finger like to have a cock in me ? I could n't wait to find out. I could n't wait to have it away my outset guy. I did n't know who it should be.

My Padre ?

He was mortal a bad girl would screw. He was at home plate. I did postulate to produce up for damaging the car. I shuddered as I whirled around, the thick vibrator shifting around my pussy. I groaned, every tone a wonderful delight. I moved through the store, bold, not giving any fucks.

I belonged. I was n't doing anything wrong. Nope. Just ignore me as I stroll out with your vibrator shoved up my puss. These tingles raced through me, an electrified boot seemed to spark from my new dearie step-in. My fingers fluttered as I sauntered out of the stock into the mall traffic.

"We need you to occur with us, miss,"an authoritative vocalisation said.

My head snapped to the right to see the unattackable and magniloquent descriptor of a police ship's officer advancing on me. He had dreary whisker, a chummy mustache on his upper lip. His eyes were hard as he stared at me. My pussy clenched about the vibrator as I gave him a beguiling smile.

"Oh,"I said, playing it cool."Is there something legal injury, ship's officer ?"

"We just need you to amount with us, miss,"a second cop said. He was magniloquent and broad-shouldered, a brown goatee framing his thick and brawny sassing. He had a fleet buzzed into the side of his head, that high and fuddled attack aircraft carrier. A quiver rippled through me, my pussy clenching down on the vibrator.

"Oh, I need to go. My papa 's waiting for me."I fluttered my centre as I gushed like a little little girl."He 'll be so mad if I 'm belated. I ca n't help oneself you. Sorry."

The cop with a moustache, his name tag reading spud, seized my right arm."Do n't resist, miss."

"What ?"I gasped as he pressed me towards the wall. My pussy clenched around the vibrator."What are you doing ?"

"Placing you under stay for suspicion of shoplifting,"he said.

"Shoplifting ?"I gasped and feigned innocence."I do n't know what you 're talking about."

"Miss, we 've seen the security footage of you walking out of garden pink swank in the skirt and top you stole off the wrack. I bet that 's not the only thing we 're going to get that you 've stolen."

"So do n't stand, miss,"said the officer with a goatee. His epithet tag read Lassiter."It would be a ignominy to possess to ... hurt such a pretty thing."

This wicked shiver ran through me as Officer Murphy pulled both my wrist joint behind my back. He held my hands together while he pulled out his handcuffs. I gasped as the first cuff slapped on my proper wrist. I felt the stinging pain and then heard the ratcheting speech sound as he squeezed it tight. He smacked the other cuff on my left wrist, binding my mitt together.

I trembled, arrested like a true bad girl.

"Oh, god, you have no estimate of the wicked things I 've done,"I purred in the aphrodisiac voice I could. I could feel the kitty-cat juice dripping out of me, A drib landed on the floor between my metrical unit. My emollient must be running down the vibrator.

"Why am I not surprised,"said ship's officer Lassiter."lilliputian slut like you, dressed like that, thinks she can do whatever she wants. well, miss, just because you got a hot ass does n't mean you can break the law. There are consequences."

"penalisation,"growled military officer Murphy.

I almost fainted in rapture.

The vibrator shifted around inside of me as the two cop marched me through the shopping mall. Each one gripped my arm, their hands so strong. I trembled between them, but not in fear. My kitty only grew hotter and hotter. My button ached, the lace of the crotchless scanty brushing my little bud as I swayed my hips. My pap rubbed into the dilute cloth of my crop top, sending wonderful tingles down to my pussy.

They were both so warm. So Whitney Young and powerful. I licked my lips, feeling the waxy substance of the lipstick. My small-scale breasts quivered, their centre falling on them as they jiggled in my too-tight top.

Our journeying ended at a modest auxiliary law station for the promenade. Just a little wait elbow room no with child than a bus stop, a place for a duad of fuzz stationed at the shopping centre to return to on their breaks. It probably had a holding electric cell in there. I shuddered as officer Murphy pulled out a set of key and unlocked the ponderous threshold. It creaked open air, my cunt gripping the vibrator as a skanky tingle raced through me.

"You got a name, jade ?"asked Officer Lassiter as he led me through."A real one since slattern is the perfect Word of God for you, is n't it ?"

"Yes,"I moaned.

"We need your real public figure for the paper,"Officer spud said, sighing.

"Then you 'll just have got to clear me blab,"I moaned as they opened a sec door onto a low question room. There was a metal table in there, a couple of hot seat around it. I shuddered as they stared at me with such hunger.

"bettor pat her down,"said police officer Murphy."You want to take high or low ?"

"high school,"said Officer Lassiter."Sluts got herself a pair of nice titties. Young and firm. I bet you 're not a day over eighteen."

"Maybe,"I moaned as his manus cupped my knocker through my top.

I shuddered at the signature of a man on my boob. My nipples throbbed as he massaged his palm tree into them. pant and moans burst from my back talk as I trembled there. My pussy clenched so hard on the vibrator. I swayed, my eyes fluttering, short stars dancing across my vision as an electric upsurge guess through me.

policeman Murphy knelt behind me. He reached around and unsnapped the fastener of my denim skirt. With a hard Yankee-Doodle, he ripped it down. He exposed my black step-in with their two Word of God written in those sheer, gabardine letters. He chuckled, his manus stroking across the phrase.

"Bad Girl, huh ?"he said."I guess you are, Slut."

"Yes,"I moaned as Officer Lassiter pinched my mammilla through my top. He twisted them, rubbing the fabric into my nubs.

"wellspring look at that,"Officer murphy said. He nudged the vibrator in my pussy, pushing it up inside me. I squealed and rose on my tiptoes for a moment."I found what she stole out of A Lady 's Friend,"military officer spud said."She 's got a vibrator shoved up her cunt."

"Fucking hell. XVIII and stealing sex toy dog, huh ?"Officer Lassiter grinned at me as he twisted my pap."I bet your parents are sooooo proud."

"Oh, they adore me,"I moaned, my carpus pulling on the handcuffs.

Officer Murphy chuckled. He twisted the vibrator inside me for some rea—

"Holy fuck !"I gasped as the toy buzzed to life.

I trembled as Officer Lassiter twisted and played with my nipples, massaging them as this incredible bliss surged out of my pussy. The vibrator hummed away inside of me. It was like cypher I 'd ever imagine. My fingers twitched as my intact body trembled.

"Oh, yes, that 's amazing !"I moaned.

"That 's what you wanted to slip, huh ?"officeholder murphy asked, his fingerbreadth sliding around the buzzing shaft shoved in my cunt. His fingers stroked over my petals."Just wanted to get off, did n't you, Slut ?"

"I wanted to blow up !"I moaned, the hum churning up my pussy.

"well, she 's definitely guilty,"said ship's officer Lassiter."Let 's get off all the stolen clothes."

I gasped as he did n't take off my crop top—how could he with my hands cuffed—instead, he just ripped the front capable. The thin fabric tore while the musculus in his weapon bulged. My pussy clenched over the buzzing vibrator at how strong he was. How powerful. I whimpered, realizing just how helpless I was.

These two men could do anything to me.

A whine of delight burst from my lips as my cute breast jiggled before me. Then I groaned as Officer tater yanked down my bad girl panty, sliding them down my legs until I was stepping out of them. I stood there naked, the vibrator buzzing in my goof. More drop of cunt juices dribbled from the gamy toy, splattering the cement floor. My toes curled in my place as I whimpered and moaned, my oral sex tossing back and Forth River. My short, groundless hair swayed.

This was so incredible.

"You 're guilty of shrinkage, Slut,"growled ship's officer potato. His deal planted into the middle of my back and shoved me forward. He practically slammed me down onto the board, my nipples kissing the cold, metallic surface. I gasped at his strength as he pinned me there. Being helpless made me feel incredible. My digit flexed, my wrist pulling at the metal cuffs.

He twisted the radical of the vibrator again.

"It can seethe in high spirits ?"I howled as it churned away inside of me. The humming intensified. Darkness already fuzzed the edge of my vision. My orgasm built and built inside my naughty cunny. My eighteen-year-old goose squeezed down on the amazing toy massaging my inside. My snatch melted around it. I was—

sapidity !

stinging pain exploded across my ass. My puss clenched down so knockout on the buzzing rapture. The humming toy soothed away the stinging pain burning across my rump. I had n't been spanked since I was a trivial daughter, I wished my daddy did it more often.

This was so exciting.

CRACK !

officer Lassiter spanked his broad helping hand on my left butt-cheek. That fantastic, stinging pain burned through me, only increasing the delight building my puss. The vibrator carried me towards my sexual climax so fast. I was out of control.

SMACK !

"Such a naughty, fucking slut !"

CRACK !

"Yes !"I howled."penalize me. I 'm such a bad young woman !"

SMACK !

snap !

SMACK !

quip !

Their hands fell over and over. There barely was a chance for the stinging bother to languish before the next spank landed. My cunt drank in the high temperature, transforming it into rapture. It mixed with the buzzing pleasure rippling from that amazing vibrator. I whimpered and moaned, surging towards my orgasm.

SMACK !

"Filthy slut !"

CRACK !

"Thought your hot bod would let you get away with anything, huh ?"

"No !"I howled as my climax exploded through me."Bad little girl have to be punished !"

SMACK !

cleft !

My pussy convulsed around the vibrator as they spanked me. Wave after undulation of bliss flooded from my cunt. Tsunamis of ecstasy flowed through my organic structure. The rapture drowned my thinker. Stars bristle across visual modality while darkness rippled around the edges. My carpus pull against the handcuffs, adding another flare pass pain to the powerful spanks landing over and over on my racy rump.

scag !

fracture !

juice flowed hot, down my thighs, gushing out around the vibrator churning me up. Its humming surged seventh heaven through me that mixed with stinging pain, the two swirling together to create a violent storm interior of me. A tempest of sodding rapture. It swept through me. Electrified me. My severe nipple rubbed against the frigidness blade of the interrogative table.

"I 'm a bad girlfriend !"I howled, the pleasure rippling through me over and over. It did n't turn back. I just kept cumming and cumming. I could n't believe it. I had no estimation that one orgasm could spill into another. My fluff masturbation had never delivered anything close to this bliss. This was the pleasure a bad lady friend got to feel.

The pure rapture of being naughty.

big H !

shot !

"Oh my fucking God, yes ! Keep spanking me ! I 'm still bad ! penalise me ! I stole ! I 'm a repellent thief !"

"Goddamn, this trivial loose woman has a set of lungs on her,"Officer Lassiter groaned."I think she needs something to shut her up."

smooch !

"What are you suggesting ?"asked policeman Murphy.

Instead of the next spank, I heard the rustling of habiliment. I blinked as police officer Lassiter was standing before me. He was on the former side of meat of the query table from the former cop, naked, his body all hard muscular tissue. He seized my short, blonde hair and yanked my head a few column inch towards ...

His cock.

His hawkshaw bobbed before my oral cavity as it thrust before him. I opened wide, swallowing his prick as the vibrator churning up my convulsing cunt. My twat never stopped spasming around that vibrating toy, rapture after ecstasy sweeping through my body.

I shuddered as the first of all ever dick entered my mouth.

I sucked hard. My cheeks hollowed about the cop 's dick. Precum spilled salty across my tongue. I whimpered, my burning ass clenching. This was so wild. So naughty. I nursed on him with such hungriness, reveling in this moment.

I heard clothing rustling behind me. Officer murphy was stripping naked now. He was exposing that hefty dead body of his. I just knew it. Would he make out my virgin pussy with his intemperate cock ? Was I finally going to get pounded by my foremost cock while I sucked on another cock ?

I gasped as police officer Murphy ripped the vibrator out of my kitty. I was suddenly so empty. I whimpered, needing something filling my goose. The pussy-coated, buzzing toy pressed between my cigaret impudence. Against my asshole. Before I even knew what was happening, he slammed it into my Virgin rectum.

My anal retentive halo widened to engulf it. The buzzing exaltation buried into my bowels. A new bliss flooded through me. I whimpered around Officer Lassiter 's big dick, sucking hard as I squealed.

Officer Murphy rammed his dick into my spasming twat.

Another orgasm fit inside of me, my pussy writhing about the dick taking my virginity. I had my number 1 cock in me. thick and long, pumping in and out of me. I massaged it with my silky material body as I squeezed my eyes shut. Such joy filled me, buzzing out of my cocksucker, rippling out of my slit, sparking from my nipples rubbing on the coldness table.

"Goddamn, this loose woman knows how to sop up putz,"growled officer Lassiter.

"You should try her cunt !"groaned Officer Murphy."I 've never been in cunt this tight. Barely sound cunt is amazing !"

I moaned and whimpered around police officer Lassiter 's cock as Officer Irish potato fucked my spasming kitty. My bastard buzzed with the vibrator, rippling sensations melting down to my cunt stuffed full of the cop 's big cock.

It was incredible.

The delight just would n't lay off. waving after Wave of joy rippled through me as the two cop punished me. Every clock time Officer Murphy slammed into my cunt, his genitalia smacked my ass and pushed the vibrator just a little bit deeper into me. My finger flexed, my wrists pulling on the cuffs. They used me. They fucked my nubile eubstance with hunger.

They were abusing me, and I loved it. I was such a bad girl.

I wiggled my hips, stirring my convulsing cunt around officer tater 's big dick. I wanted the cop spurting into my cunt. I wanted to feel that hot jizz splashing inside of me. I moaned, sucking with such desperate hungriness on Officer Lassiter 's pecker. Drool ran out of the recession of my rima oris, running over my chin.

"God fucking damn,"Officer murphy growled as he fucked my pussy."That 's what you get for being a naughty, stealing cunt ! You get fucked !"

"I 'm going to swamp your oral fissure with my cum, you little whore !"His chest swelled."You 're going to pledge it all down, are n't you, Slut ?"

I squealed around his dick.

"Yeah, you are, just a fucking skank. You want to guzzle down my cum !"

I sucked so operose. I wanted to drink his cum. I wanted to palpate it spurting into my mouth. I sucked with such feverish thirstiness. My asshole clenched around the buzzing vibrator. The toy assaulted my velvety flesh while Officer spud 's big stick rammed into my bitch. sexual climax after orgasm flooded through me.

It was the comfortably in the worldly concern. Sex was awe-inspiring. My ass burned with every encroachment of Officer murphy 's fork. He spanked me every time he fucked into my naughty twat. I squealed, the handlock rattling as I trembled. My finger twitched. My little mamilla drank in the cold surface of the interrogatory table. The wanton sounds of my cock sucking mixed with the smack of frame on material body. The implike dissonance echoed through the small interrogative sentence room.

The copper grunted and groaned as they used me. They plowed into me from both sides. My eyes squeezed shut, virtuoso dancing through the darkness. My mind drowned. How much more of this could I take ? My kitty convulsing. Rippling and spasming. It was incredible.

"God fucking damn,"officer white potato growled."What a tight puss. Oh, god, I ca n't ingest much Thomas More of this pussy."

"Fucking cum in her pussy ! Just flood the piffling whore !"officeholder Lassiter gripped my hair, pulling on it. Pain flared in my scalp."Yes !"

He ripped his pecker out of my mouth and erupted. pearly jizz splashed across my face. I felt it bathing me. He coated me in his passionateness. The cop grunted with each fire, the salty seed running down to my lips. My natural language flicked out, experiencing my first taste of a man 's cum.

I loved it.

My pussy spasmed harder. My asshole rippled around the buzzing vibrator. I squealed as the jizz spurted and bathed my case. I opened my mouth wide, thrusting out my lingua. A rattling squirt splashed right on my tongue. The salty delight melted through my taste buds.

"Yes, yes, yes ! !"I howled."Cum on my boldness ! Use me like a fucking whore !"

"God fucking tinker's dam,"ship's officer Lassiter panted, his muscular chest rising and falling. He sank down to the chair, his face flushed."Jesus, you know how to blow a cock."

"The fucking slut smuggles vibrators up her cunt ! What did you expect ?"ship's officer potato slammed deep into me."roll in the hay !"

"Cum in me !"I moaned."Spill that jizz in me. I want it. I want you dripping out of me."

"Hell fucking yes !"he snarled and buried into me.

His balls smacked into my clit.

pleasure exploded through me as his cum jetted into my cunt. I felt his passion splashing against my astuteness. My pussy writhed about him as he unloaded squirt after spurt of jizz. The intense wave of go swept through me as a man filled my nubile cunt with his seed.

I reveled in it. As Officer Lassiter 's juices dripped on my face, my snatch milked officer Murphy 's dick dry. His helping hand squeezed my hips, gripping me as he grunted with each blast. I loved it. He was filling me with all his jizz.

"Oh, yes, I was such a bad, bad girl, was n't I ?"I giggled."I seduced two cops to fuck me while on duty."

ship's officer Lassiter chuckled.

"Goddamn, you are—"

The doorway opened, cutting off Officer Irish potato.

"What are you two ..."The late voice of the starter trailed off.

I glanced over my shoulder to see a hulking, Black cop with a shaven head. He stared at me, heart narrowing. Officer spud ripped his dick out of my spasming kitty-cat, the vibrator still buzzing away in my asshole. His jizz leaked out of me and dripped down my thighs.

"Just dealing with a booster, Mac,"officer Murphy said.

Though he called the Negro cop"Mac,"his epithet tag read ship's officer Washington. The Shirley Temple cop stared at me."What did the fiddling hussy buy ? Your cum ?"

Officer Murphy chuckled."The dildo buzzing away in her asshole, the clothes on the floor, and who knows what else. She was on a slight offence spree before we caught her."

"Good matter you found her and stopped her,"Officer Washington said, unbuckling his gun belt."She had anything but that vibrator shoved up her asshole ?"

"Nope,"I moaned.

flavour !

My ass stung from military officer Irish potato 's spank as he grunted,"Shut up, Slut."

Officer Washington chuckled."She is a loathsome, little skank, is n't she ?"

"That she is,"Officer Lassiter said."And, no, her asshole has n't been fucked."

"Yet."The deep rumble of Officer President Washington 's give-and-take made my bowels clench around on the buzzing vibrator.

I trembled as he stripped naked, revealing a broad dead body, heavily muscled. He had black-ink tattoos that almost vanished into his ebony skin. I gasped when he shoved down his pants. He had a monster of a putz. He dwarfed both the Edward Douglas White Jr. copper and the vibrator churning up my SOB. How could that even fit in me ?

I wanted to line up out.

"aspect at her wiggle,"said Officer WA."Little, gabardine loose woman wants my big, Joseph Black prick reaming her asshole."

"Yes !"I moaned."Punish me, Offic—"

SMACK ! !

"I told you to be quiet,"growled officer Murphy.

I shuddered as the Black cop moved closer. A wicked thrill shot through me. He was going to stuff that massive cock up my bastard. I groaned, my fingers flexing. I was cuffed. There was absolutely zip I could do to stop him. It made me so wet. Cum leaked out of my pussy as it clenched, aching to be filled again.

It wanted to do such naughty, naughty things.

"Goddamn, she is eager for it,"Officer Washington growled.

"What you expect ?"officeholder Lassiter asked. Then he chuckled.

"Bet her pop loves her,"Officer white potato said."Bet she sucks his shaft every night."

I would. Right beneath mommy 's nose. I 'd be such a bad, bad girl.

Officer George Washington ripped the vibrator out of my bastard and tossed the buzzing toy to the floor. It skittered and hummed, rattling as the engine kept churning away. I was suddenly bereft of all sensation in my lower half. My dickhead clenched, my physical structure shaking. I became so mindful of the cold table beneath my body. My small bosom drank it in, my nipple throbbing. I wiggled and squirmed, so make for it.

Strong hands grabbed my waist. They were huge, practically wrapping around me. I gasped as the black man lifted me up. He held me, my fuzz dangling before me. A drop of cum fell from my chin and splattered on the table. He pressed his dick between my butt-cheeks. He moved me, sliding my crack up his prick until his tip pressed into my asshole. It was a midst, blunt cockhead.

I whimpered.

He was really going to bang me up the ass with that colossus. I whimpered, my asshole relaxed by the buzzing toy. I felt so loose back there. I could do this. I could take—

"Holy fucking shit !"I howled as he did n't thrust me. Instead, he pulled me back. He impaled me on his dick.

My mother fucker flared in painful sensation as it stretched wide enough to take his huge, Black dick. He lanced so bass in me. My bowels clung to him, this burning heat rippling through me. I bucked and squirmed, my little bosom jiggling beneath me. The cop grunted as my butt-cheeks pressed against his genitalia. I could feel his wiry pubic hair.

"Goddamn, White girl ass is the best."

I just whimpered, drooling, cum and spittle falling to the table as I moaned. It was incredible. My pussy was already spasming. Another orgasm rippled through me, my bastard celebrating his monumental dick filling me. Only a bad girl could conduct a cock that vast back there without flinching. I rippled and writhed about them, squirming my coxa, stirring myself around them as I dangled in his grip.

He gripped my shank tight and then fucked me up and down his cock like a living sex toy. Like I was his personal Fleshlight. I gasped and moaned, his dick pumping in and out of my motherfucker. My writhing flesh gripped him, the heating flowing through me. I groaned and growled while the former two cop watched and chuckled. My moan echoed through the examination way, my passion rippling about us. It was incredible.

My butt-cheek smacked against his crotch, the stinging pain in my spank posterior flaring through me. It only added to the delight of his huge cock sliding in and out of me. My velvety gut gripped them as they spasmed, drinking in the friction.

Bright sparks exploded across my vision. My pass tossed back and Forth River. I groaned and gasped as he fucked me up and down his pecker faster and faster. I could feel his strength, his vauntingly fingers holding me. He practically encircled my shank with his two hands. The man swung around me as he used me.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned over and over again."I love your stopcock !"

"All the White trollop do. They love my big, Shirley Temple Black prick stretching out their slopped holes."

"It 's amazing !"I gasped, my anal retentive sexual climax rippling from one to the other.

My slit convulsed, succus and cum spilling down my thighs. My handcuffs rattled. It felt so amazing. I gasped and squeaked and moaned as he worked his tool in and out of my shit. I squeezed my eyes shut, trembling, my pleasure rippling about his tool. This was the best in the cosmos. I never wanted this to end.

He groaned. I could tell he loved my asshole. He worked me up and down that big, black shot. My back arched, my petty tits jiggling beneath me. My puss spasmed so hard, aching to be filled with anything. So jealous of my asshole.

The pleasure burned through my thoughts. An ecstatic hell devouring everything. His every plung in my SOB institutionalize new sheets of attack racing through me. I burned. X consumed me. I howled. Shivered. This was beyond any sense experience I could suppose. I was just his sex toy. His living fuck doll.

Then he fucked me.

As he slammed me down his stopcock, his hips rammed forward. I gasped at the shocking spank, annoyance flaring across my rump. I bounced forward, my intestine sliding up his cock as his arms held me loose now. It was like I was a baseball swing. His pelvis plowed into me intemperate now. He pounded my SOB with even more vigor.

"Oh, my eff god, I 'm dying !"I howled."I 'm dying from ecstasy ! Keep fucking me ! Do n't block up !"

"Just punishing that tight, untested ass !"he growled, drilling his pecker so hard into my bowels.

to a greater extent sexual climax than I could count blazed through me. They roared from one to the other, ecstasy enrapture in cloud nine and euphory all swirling in a firestorm of heat. darkness swallowed my vision. I howled. It was too much.

My senses could n't take it.

"God fucking hoot !"the cop roared.

The Black cop 's tinder fired in my asshole. Dimly, at the edges of my awareness, I felt the jolts of jizz pumping into me again and again. These hot streams of spunk basted me. I trembled, loving him. My asshole writhed, milking his dick as he grunted.

I swayed through the darkness. The rapture buffeted me from every side. His hot cum filled me. I drifted, howling in ecstasy. I felt something cool against me. My asshole was hollow, the cum leaking out of me. I blinked, seeing the interrogation mesa before me.

He fucked me so operose I 'd miss it. Only a bad girl could experience that.

"Goddamn, what a adulteress,"panted officer Washington."That was a workout. Her ass was tighter than a bankers fist."

"Only interrogation, what are we going to do with the little whore ?"said officer Irish potato."Still do n't know her epithet. We got to write this up in the news report somehow."

I smiled, knowing just what to say."You 're going to let me go."

Officer tater snorted."Let you go ? We got you cold on shoplifting. We found the vibrator shoved up your cunt. Why would we let you go ?"

"True,"I said, straightening. So a lot of Officer Washington 's cum leaked out of my asshole. It ran down to my pussy, mixing with Officer white potato 's. Officer Lassiter 's jizz still stained my face."What 's gon na encounter when your superiors find out you all fucked me. Are you going to exact that I 'shoplifted'your cum out of your orchis ? That I got it in a dud baster and just squirted it up in all my holes."

"We 'll clean you up,"said Officer Booker Taliaferro Washington, his vox growing stiff.

I laughed. My handcuff mountain range rattled."We both know that forensics will find even the flyspeck touch of your jizz on me. Your DNA. How long will you be going to jail for molesting an female prisoner ?"

officeholder Lassiter swallowed.

"Or, you can let me go. I 'll be exceptionally grateful. Just imagine all the former chance you will get to catch me being blue. You 'll stimulate to larrup me. Tie me up. roll in the hay me."I shrugged."You ca n't do that from prison. Unless you want to be the one getting fucked."

"God fucking tinker's dam,"Officer Washington D.C. groaned."Why does a whore always know when she has you by the nut ?"

I winked at him.

It was n't yearn before I was sauntering out of the shopping mall 's low police force place wearing my bad girl pantie, the vibrator shoved back up inside my cunt. I wore one of their police jersey, feeling naughty that I had their section logotype printed across my tiny teat. It was sized for a kid, so it fitted me like a mo skin. It showed off everything. I was going to enjoy being a bad girl.

dada would get laid the new me. And so would all the other boys.

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The figure chuckled. Chastity was a brilliant achiever. It was so beaming it had the idea to create these pantie. Humans were such fun to manipulate.

Its New creation was set. It was an concern pair of panties. It was actually virtuous. A soft white, the girdle trimmed in delicate lace, a single Holy Scripture printed in princess-pink letters across the rump, each one drawn in a whirl of cursive.

Curious ?

The digit smiled. It was time to get more fun. Another young woman needed another naughty pair of panties.

To be continued in the following tale of Mind-Controlling pantie ...