Mind-Control scanty

Story quintet : Bad young woman 's Sexy penalisation

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

distinction : Thanks to Alex for genus Beta version this !

The figure was n't at its common place to put down off a duo of its special creations.

The characterless frame slipped in through the crowd at the First Baptist Christian church 's wearing apparel drive. The flesh wove through the conservatively arrange crowd of people dropping off dress in loge, trash bags, and sometimes loose piles. The article were dumped onto mesa to be sorted to be distributed to those with lupus erythematosus and in demand. The frame was inspired to leave this duet of scanty here. It was the everlasting place for them.

They were muted compared to the live few it had made. A solid dim color, cincture trimmed in lacing, and with one unique feature : they were crotchless. Lace also surrounded the cunt in the panties'gusset, allowing gamey access to the twat of the lucky girl who donned them.

Chastity Reynolds was a proficient fille. The perfect one for the panties emblazoned with the all-capitalized letters, each one white and bold."Bad Girl"they read.

With a picture show of its wrist, the frame dropped the panties into a pile of clothing. Soon a girl, XVIII, would arrive to screen them. By then, the figure would be long gone, not remembered by anyone.

Chastity Reynolds, a dessert, blonde daughter with her whisker falling in a farseeing braid on her back, arrived to amass up the next lading of clothes to be sorted. They had to be separated by sex, by age, and then by sizes and type. There were wash baskets waiting behind her, set up to receive the wear as she processed them. She dumped her load on her sorting station, eager to help her church provide for those with motivation in her community of interests. It made her feel meet. It gave the girl such a thrill to be so helpful.

She froze when she came across the panties.

Underwear was not one of the thing that were asked for. Not used. If they came sealed in packs, that was hunky-dory. But these were clearly used. She picked them up, and an galvanising tingle raced through her. She gripped them, stroking the lace. They were the naughtiest pair of panties she 'd ever seen in her life story. The eighteen-year-old girl shuddered, surprised by the liquid heat bursting inside of her. The wanton wizard was something alien to the honorable girlfriend. It rushed through her. She blushed and she noticed the lace on the gusset.

She gasped as she poked her finger through the scratch in the fork. They were torn, but deliberately. The innocuous girl did n't sympathise why someone would do that. What 's the point of wearing scanty like these ? she wondered.

She turned them in her hired hand and gasped at the quarrel printed in those bold, all-capitalized missive."Bad lady friend,"she breathed, reading the phrase."What are these doing here ?"

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

She took her first footfall on that path as she balled up the pantie and shoved them into her bird 's pocket. She gasped at what she 'd done. She was stealing from the church building 's clothing drive.

boldness burning, she dove back into her sorting, hoping to blank out she 'd done anything so wicked.

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Chastity Reynolds

I stared at the panties, my finger stroking through the dent in the privates. It was all I could think about since I stole them yesterday at the clothing cause. I could n't conceive I 'd done that. But those two run-in, Bad Girl, just electrified me. They were so razz. 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 wear them.

I squirmed, the heat rushing through me. It was Sun, and I was back from morning service. I had changed out of my pink dress, standing only in my bra and panties now. I wanted to put on some casual wearing apparel, to do my preparation, and relax around the house before evening serving. All I could recall about during church divine service was the scanty.

What would it be like to wear a pair that did n't accept a genitals ?

A shuddering, electrical quiver raced on my finger demanded that I don them.

impertinence burning, I set the pantie down on my bed and stood up. My small breasts quivered in my white bra. They were little A cupful, not really needing the support, but a good cleaning lady wore her brassiere. That 's what mama said.

I hooked the waistband of my panties and rolled them off my hips. I was shocked by the sweet musk that filled my poke. I groaned, realizing the olfactory property was coming from the wet heat that had engulfed my pussy. I should n't think of my vagina as a slit, but I could n't help it. Bad young woman had pussies.

Was I a bad girl now ?

I stepped out of my panties and set them with forethought on my bed. I grabbed the black scanty, the lace trim of the waistcloth caressing my fingers. I turned the duet in my clutch until they were facing the redress way. I stepped my right leg through the appropriate hole. I groaned as I slid my left leg through them and then drew the naughty panties up.

The electric automobile tingles intensified.

Everywhere the cloth touched me came alive. A crackling whizz surged up my legs and reached my pussy, increasing the molten heat. I let out a groan of wanton pleasure. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling in my brassiere. I pulled the panties over my back end, the cincture riding low on my pelvis. My Virgo the Virgin sex clenched as a loathsome maven rippled out of me.

I glanced down and saw my blonde pubic hair's-breadth peeking through the step-in'slit.

That was n't the right way. What was the point of wearing panties like these if my pubic hair's-breadth peeked out ? I smiled, this equanimity settling upon me. A bad girl did n't want pubic hair. A bad daughter was shaved. And why was I wearing this pointless bra ? My pocket-size titty did n't need it. I reached behind me and untie it as I smiled.

I had some preparation to do.

eroding only my bad girl panties, I sauntered out of my bedroom. I yanked open my door, not caring if my parents spotted me. I calmly walked down the hallway, a careen to my nubile hips I 'd never possessed. I smiled, my firm breasts jiggling before me. My nipples were so hard. I tweaked them. Right there in the hallway, I let out a wanton groan of delight as the quiver raced down to my pussy.

No one caught me.

I entered the bathroom and closed the threshold behind me.

"Chastity, love,"Mom said a instant later,"I 'm going out for a jog. You honest do your homework."

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

I stared at myself in the mirror. My fount was so unembellished and innocent. And what was up with this gold braid ? It was long. Cute. That had to go. I wrenched open a drawer and found a dyad of scissor hold. I unwound my braid, my gold locks spilling around me. And then I took the pair of scissors to them.

snipping. Snip. Snip.

My hair fell to the flooring, prosperous chain fluttering to their death. I cut my hair at the berm, creating something that was so tantalise and violent. I shuddered when I finished, shaking my head, watching my new locks dancing about my mischievous face. I loved it. I pursed my lips, smiling. Mom would hate it. She thought adult female should take long hair.

Not me.

I did n't wish slipping out of the scanty, but I had to shave. I thrust them down, gathered up the garden pink foam and my razor, then slid into the tub. I threw my legs over the sides of the tub, feeling my tight pussycat lips parting. I could n't help but run a finger up and down my folding. I did n't give birth a hymen. I 'd broken that riding my bike class ago.

impression bad, I thrust my finger inside of my Virgo the 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 bathroom threshold was n't even locked. Dad could walk in and catch me. He could see me being a bad, bad girl. He could watch my fingers plunging in and out of my pussycat. I stirred my twat up. He would gaze at me with such a wanton lust and see that I was a wicked thing.

A slut.

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

I sucked the sweet cream off my fingers, loving the flavor, and set to figure out. I coated my pubic hairsbreadth in pink foam and started shaving. I was n't afraid. Bad young woman did n't get afraid. We acted. We took what we wanted.

We shaved our kitty-cat to be wicked, wanton sluts.

I groaned as the razor mickle across my sensitive vulva. I tingled from my climax, getting rid of the pubic hair only made me feel more and more sensitive down there. When I turned on the spigot to lave away the foam, I almost came again. It was so intense. I held my pussy against the catamenia of water, feeling it pouring into my silky depths.

"Daddy, pappa, yes !"I howled.

ruth he did n't present up.

Dry and out of the bath, I pulled on my favorite pair of panties. Now they felt aright to wear. I could experience the air kissing my shaved bare vulva through the cunt. I felt so wicked as I strolled out of the bathroom topless and headed back to my sleeping accommodation, my hips swaying from incline to side. Why could n't daddy deliver caught me ? Or even Mommy ? Maybe she 'd urinate me eat her twat.

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

I was disappointed with my habiliment options. None of them would do. I finally settled on a short-sleeved blouse that was black and the scant skirt I had. It fell to my knees. My knees ! 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 interestingness before now even though I was eighteen. How hard could it be ?

I got the hang of driving real quick. I was sure dada would forgive me for that one footling dent. I 'd suck his hammer to make it up to him. How could he be mad at me after that ?

I arrived at the mall, ready to change my lifetime. I needed constitution, something that was forbidden by my mother, a new wardrobe, and anything else that caught my eye. I smiled at any male child I passed, pursing my lip and letting them see the involvement in my eye. They grinned and nodded to each other as they noticed me.

My nipples were so hard, pressing against the front of my blouse. They tingled and throbbed with my every pace. 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 clothing place I 'd always seen but never dared to enter before. My optic flitted around, searching for the perfect thing. I spotted a light denim skirt, the textile looking like it would hug me tight. I snagged it off the wrack, and then I noticed a black belly shirt that had no sleeves. I was a size 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 bundle on the floor. I did n't need those boring things any longer. I ripped the tags off my new jean dame then pulled it up my legs. I shuddered as the dungaree rasped against my thighs. My kitty-cat felt so unrestrained, the air kissing my shaven mouth. I slid the blue jean skirt up and up over my butt.

It rode low my pelvic girdle, just covering the waistband of my scanty. If was tight, almost digging into my flesh. I shuddered, loving how brusk it was. If I bent over, male child would get a piffling peek at my step-in. Would they notice there was no crotch ?

I was so eager to obtain out.

I paused to drop away my justly bridge player underneath my chick and slue my figure through the scratch in my panties'gusset. I stroked my juicy kitty lips, sending a wicked flush through me. My naked breasts jiggled. I pinched a pap, oohing in delight. I shuddered and then pulled my digit out.

No time to masturbate ; I had more matter to steal.

A quick tug removed the tag on the belly shirt, and then I was pulling it over my top dog. I had to put to work it down, the fabric molding around my torso. I groaned as I dragged it over my budding breasts, my small nipple outlined by the melt off material. It clung to my lowly tit, leaving zilch to the imaginativeness. My sleek, straight tummy was exposed, my cute bellybutton just begging for attention. With my shortsighted, wild hair, I looked so wicked.

"miss, you are one hot bitch,"I purred to my reflection.

Not giving any ass, I opened the changing room door and sauntered out like I owned these dress. I threaded my way through the store, navigating the vesture racks. I did n't even glance at the salesclerk.

In moments, I was past the sensors and out into the stream of the promenade 's base traffic. I sauntered to my following finish. My pussy clenched, a prankish shudder racing through me. I shoved my hand beneath my chick right there as so strolled along, rubbing my pussy. I stroked myself through the slit.

"Oh, yes,"I moaned, winking at a overtaking boy.

A disgustful flush shot through me as I headed into bath and Beauty Delights. It had a huge collection of makeup. I was most interested in some lipstick. I needed to do something about my pale, pink lips. I needed a vibrant spectre. I needed to announce to the cosmos just who I was. My regard fell towards that forbidden division. The place my mother never wanted me to go.

"Makeup is just lying about what God gave you, and you know where prevaricator 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 war paint. Excitement flooded through me. I was just so aegir for this. I reached the presentation, staring at all the different ones. There were so many people of color. So many unlike room I could paint my sassing. Some were pathetic. Why would I want to go with a slightly unlike shade of pink ? But there were former I ... Reds so bright they practically screamed woman of the street. Purples. They even had blackamoor.

I shuddered, wondering just how many of these I could steal. I was eager to find out.

I grabbed the blacken lipstick first, smiling as I shoved it up beneath my skirt. The crotchless scanty were utilitarian. I had a racy blank space I could hide matter. I groaned as the narrow tube of lipstick pressed against my virgin pussy rim. I shuddered as I pushed it inside me. Deeper and inscrutable. I groaned, gamey ripples tingling down to my toes. My articulatio coxae shook in my jeans skirt, the denim rustling about my thighs.

"Oh, yes, yes,"I moaned. It was so severe. I could just masturbate right here.

Masturbate ... It felt nice having the tube of lipstick inside me. But they were thing designed for getting a girl off. There was one naughty place in the mall where I could get one.

Grinning, I snagged up the Passion yield Red, hating the gens of the coloring material but it was so red. I shuddered as I pressed it up inside me, pushing the lightlessness lip rouge tube even deeper into my depths. My back arched. My teat quivered in my belly shirt. My mamilla throbbed so much. I stared up at the ceiling as the joy rippled through me. My pussy was so sensible. I could n't wait to convey my first gear cock interior of me.

Maybe I should let daddy fuck me for denting his car ? Ooh, I bet he had such a big cock. He would fill me up Thomas More than these lipstick tubes. I pulled my fingerbreadth away, loving how they were mucilaginous with my juice. I brought them to my nose, inhaling my sugariness musk.

"God, I smell Delicious,"I moaned.

I popped my fingerbreadth in my mouth. I sucked on them. My spit danced around them like they were many peter, cleaning up my pick. Such a Delicious thrill.

My slit clenched around the two lip rouge thermionic valve. I bit my lip, wanting to steal a third, but I was getting worried about getting that first one out. My finger could only reach so far inside of me. Well, the two I had would be good enough for now. I could always shoplift again.

On the way out, I snatched some eye phantasm, palming the slender fount in my script. I sauntered out, the tubes of lipstick shifting around inside of me. I groaned at how sinful they felt. My cheeks burned as the rapture rippled through me. I gave the shop clerk, sitting bored the sideboard and staring at her phone, a wave.

She gave a half-hearted wafture back. She had no musical theme I had a puss full of her merchandise.

I burst into wanton giggles the bit I was out of the store. I strutted into the stream of the mall 's customer, my pussy getting teased by those lipstick electron tube shifting inside of me. I groaned, wondering if I could get just from walking around with stuff buried in my twat.

That was something I had to find out next.

I ducked into the dame room and fished out both tube-shaped structure of lip rouge from my pussy. I had a fiddling problem getting out the black tube, my finger slipping on the smooth shaft. I shuddered and groaned, the lace of the crotchless scanty massaging my knuckles while I stimulated my hot flesh. My clit ached and throbbed. With a unvoiced yank, I wrenched out the naughty lipstick.

Both tubes were soaked in my succus. 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 lips perfectly. They were just so undimmed and scarlet. It made me look so wicked. I opened the eye tail, seeing a palette with various shades on it. I selected a dark bluish-gray hue and swept it across my pep pill eyelids. They made my super acid depth look so smoky.

I fluttered my lashes, loving the look. I was such a bad, bad female child. A naughty tremble raced through me.

war paint was done, It was time to get that sex toy. There was a lingerie workshop that had a"personal massager"incision. They sold them to relieve"distaff stress."I loved it. They also had a discreet option of vibrators and dildos. Not the truly gamey one you would retrieve at a sex shop, but I could definitely find myself my first vibrator.

I sauntered inside like I belonged, passing a few other fair sex who were browsing the bandeau. I drifted towards the"massagers,"not even hesitating. If you acted like you belonged, masses thought you did. God, citizenry were so pudden-head. I was eighteen.

I reached the toys, smiling. My centre flicked up and down them. There were a couplet of consistence and verge massagers, packaged to attend like traditional therapy items instead of what they really were : sex toys. I had a few admirer whose mothers had those. On the keister shelf were the reliable sex toys. The vibrators that were shaped like loggerheaded spear. A fleshy dildo made me grinning.

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

I just shoved the toy up beneath my skirt.

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

My kitty-cat sassing spread around it, my bitch stretching and stretching for it. My toes wiggled in my shoes. Wicked trembles raced through me as I pressed the vibrator deeper and deeper into my cunt. It was like nada I 'd ever had in me. Had ever experienced. It was so much thicker than my fingers. Than the lipstick metro. It kept going. It reached deeper and bass interior of me. I groaned, trembling on the verge of an climax. My eyes fluttered, my breathing spell quickened.

"Oh, God, I 'm going to hold so a good deal fun with you,"I moaned.

I groaned as I pushed the last in into me. I savored it. I was so wonderfully fully. Was this what it would feel like to have a cock in me ? I could n't wait to encounter out. I could n't look to have it off my first guy. I did n't jazz who it should be.

My father ?

He was someone a bad girl would have it off. He was at home. I did require to make up for damaging the car. I shuddered as I whirled around, the thick vibrator shifting around my snatch. I groaned, every step a wonderful delight. I moved through the depot, bold, not giving any fucks.

I belonged. I was n't doing anything legal injury. Nope. Just ignore me as I stroll out with your vibrator shoved up my cunt. These tingles raced through me, an electrify charge seemed to spark from my new favorite pantie. My finger's breadth fluttered as I sauntered out of the computer memory into the mall traffic.

"We need you to hail with us, miss,"an authoritative voice said.

My head snapped to the rightfulness to see the stiff and tall form of a constabulary officer advancing on me. He had dark hair, a thickset mustache on his amphetamine lip. His eyes were hard as he stared at me. My pussycat clenched about the vibrator as I gave him a beguiling smile.

"Oh,"I said, playing it chill."Is there something wrong, Officer ?"

"We just need you to descend with us, miss,"a secondment cop said. He was improbable and broad-shouldered, a Robert Brown goatee framing his thick and powerful lips. He had a languish buzzed into the position of his head, that high and closely carrier. A shudder rippled through me, my cunt clenching down on the vibrator.

"Oh, I need to go. My daddy 's waiting for me."I fluttered my eyes as I gushed like a little fille."He 'll be so mad if I 'm late. I ca n't help you. Sorry."

The cop with a mustache, his name tag Reading murphy, seized my aright arm."Do n't baulk, miss."

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

"Placing you under arrest for intuition of shoplifting,"he said.

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

"Miss, we 've seen the security measure footage of you walking out of Pink Chic in the doll and top you stole off the rack. I bet that 's not the lonesome thing we 're going to find that you 've stolen."

"So do n't refuse, miss,"said the officer with a goatee. His name tag read Lassiter."It would be a disgrace to have to ... hurt such a moderately thing."

This wicked chill ran through me as police officer murphy pulled both my carpus behind my back. He held my hired hand together while he pulled out his handcuffs. I gasped as the first cuff slapped on my decently wrist. I felt the stinging pain and then heard the ratcheting phone as he squeezed it tight. He smacked the other cuff on my left radiocarpal joint, binding my hands together.

I trembled, arrested like a honest bad girl.

"Oh, god, you have no melodic theme of the wicked things I 've done,"I purred in the sexiest voice I could. I could finger the pussy juices dripping out of me, A drop landed on the storey between my feet. My cream must be running down the vibrator.

"Why am I not surprised,"said Officer Lassiter."Little trollop like you, dressed like that, thinks she can do whatever she wants. well, miss, just because you got a hot ass does n't intend you can crack the law. There are consequences."

"Punishments,"growled policeman Murphy.

I almost fainted in rapture.

The vibrator shifted around inside of me as the two cops marched me through the mall. Each one gripped my arm, their script so strong. I trembled between them, but not in reverence. My snatch only grew hotter and hotter. My clitoris ached, the lace of the crotchless panties brushing my little bud as I swayed my pelvic girdle. My tit rubbed into the thin fabric of my crop top, sending wonderful tingles down to my pussy.

They were both so unattackable. So young and potent. I licked my lips, feeling the impressible substance of the lipstick. My small breasts quivered, their eyes falling on them as they jiggled in my too-tight top.

Our journey ended at a small supplemental police station for the mall. Just a slight waiting elbow room no bigger than a bus plosive speech sound, a property for a span of pig stationed at the mall to regress to on their falling out. It probably had a holding electric cell in there. I shuddered as officeholder Irish potato pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the arduous door. It creaked open, my slit gripping the vibrator as a disgustful shiver raced through me.

"You got a gens, hussy ?"asked officeholder Lassiter as he led me through."A existent one since strumpet is the consummate word for you, is n't it ?"

"Yes,"I moaned.

"We need your existent name for the report,"military officer murphy said, sighing.

"Then you 'll just have to score me verbalise,"I moaned as they opened a sec door onto a small interrogation way. There was a metallic element mesa in there, a yoke of chairs around it. I shuddered as they stared at me with such hunger.

"Better pat her pile,"said policeman Murphy."You want to engage luxuriously or low ?"

"High,"said officeholder Lassiter."fornicatress got herself a pair of nice titties. Loretta Young and firm. I bet you 're not a day over eighteen."

"Maybe,"I moaned as his hands cupped my chest through my top.

I shuddered at the trace of a man on my bosom. My nipples throbbed as he massaged his medal into them. Gasps and moans burst from my lips as I trembled there. My slit clenched so heavily on the vibrator. I swayed, my eyes fluttering, lilliputian stars dancing across my visual modality as an electric surge stroke through me.

ship's officer murphy knelt behind me. He reached around and unsnapped the fastener of my jeans chick. With a hard Northerner, he ripped it down. He exposed my black scanty with their two lyric written in those bold, lily-white letter. He chuckled, his hand stroking across the phrase.

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

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

"wellspring look at that,"Officer Irish potato said. He nudged the vibrator in my twat, 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 Quaker,"Officer murphy said."She 's got a vibrator shoved up her cunt."

"fucking snake pit. eighteen and stealing sex toy, huh ?"policeman Lassiter grinned at me as he twisted my nipples."I bet your parents are sooooo proud."

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

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

"holy place piece of tail !"I gasped as the toy buzzed to life.

I trembled as Officer Lassiter twisted and played with my nipples, massaging them as this incredible blissfulness surged out of my pussy. The vibrator hummed away inside of me. It was like zilch I 'd ever opine. My digit twitched as my entire body trembled.

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

"That 's what you wanted to steal, huh ?"Officer Murphy asked, his finger sliding around the buzzing shaft shoved in my snatch. His fingers stroked over my petals."Just wanted to get off, did n't you, loose woman ?"

"I wanted to explode !"I moaned, the humming churning up my pussy.

"fountainhead, she 's definitely guilty,"said Officer Lassiter."Let 's get off all the stolen clothes."

I gasped as he did n't claim off my crop top—how could he with my workforce cuffed—instead, he just ripped the front clear. The tenuous fabric tore while the muscles in his weaponry bulged. My pussy clenched over the buzzing vibrator at how substantial he was. How powerful. I whimpered, realizing just how lost I was.

These two men could do anything to me.

A whine of enchant burst from my lips as my cute titties jiggled before me. Then I groaned as Officer Murphy yanked down my bad female child panties, sliding them down my legs until I was stepping out of them. I stood there naked, the vibrator buzzing in my cuckoo. More drops of cunt juice dribbled from the blue toy, splattering the cementum base. My toes curled in my skid as I whimpered and moaned, my promontory tossing back and Forth River. My forgetful, wild hair swayed.

This was so incredible.

"You 're shamed of shrinkage, loose woman,"growled officeholder Murphy. His mitt planted into the middle of my vertebral column and shoved me forward. He practically slammed me down onto the table, my nipples kissing the coldness, metallic control surface. I gasped at his posture as he pinned me there. Being lost made me feel incredible. My fingers flexed, my carpus pulling at the metal cuffs.

He twisted the base of the vibrator again.

"It can buzz higher ?"I howled as it churned away inside of me. The humming intensified. darkness already fuzzed the edge of my vision. My coming built and built inside my spicy cunny. My eighteen-year-old twat squeezed down on the amazing toy massaging my insides. My snatch melted around it. I was—

slap !

stinging pain exploded across my ass. My cunt clenched down so hard on the buzzing rapture. The humming toy soothed away the stinging nuisance burning across my rump. I had n't been spanked since I was a piddling girl, I wished my dad did it more often.

This was so exciting.

cracking !

Officer Lassiter spanked his encompassing hand on my left butt-cheek. That wonderful, stinging pain burned through me, only increasing the delight building my pussy. The vibrator carried me towards my orgasm so fast. I was out of control.

sapidity !

"Such a naughty, fucking adulteress !"

wisecrack !

"Yes !"I howled."Punish me. I 'm such a bad girl !"

SMACK !

CRACK !

sapidity !

chap !

Their script fell over and over. There barely was a chance for the stinging hurting to fade before the next spank landed. My pussycat drank in the heat, transforming it into rapture. It mixed with the buzzing delight rippling from that amazing vibrator. I whimpered and moaned, surging towards my orgasm.

SMACK !

"Filthy slut !"

snap !

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

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

SMACK !

CRACK !

My pussy convulsed around the vibrator as they spanked me. Wave after wave of blissfulness flooded from my cunt. Tsunamis of ecstasy flowed through my body. The raptus drowned my intellect. genius break open across imagination while dark rippled around the edges. My radiocarpal joint pulling against the handcuffs, adding another flair infliction to the powerful spanks landing over and over on my naughty rump.

smooch !

scissure !

Juices flowed hot, down my second joint, gushing out around the vibrator churning me up. Its humming surged seventh heaven through me that immix with stinging pain, the two swirling together to create a violent storm inside of me. A tempest of unadulterated ecstasy. It swept through me. Electrified me. My hard nipples rubbed against the frigidity brand of the interrogation table.

"I 'm a bad girl !"I howled, the pleasure rippling through me over and over. It did n't block. I just kept cumming and cumming. I could n't believe it. I had no approximation that one sexual climax could spill into another. My fumbling masturbation had never delivered anything close to this bliss. This was the joy a bad lady friend got to experience.

The vestal ecstasy of being naughty.

SMACK !

crevice !

"Oh my shtup God, yes ! Keep spanking me ! I 'm still bad ! penalize me ! I stole ! I 'm a wicked thief !"

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

relish !

"What are you suggesting ?"asked Officer Murphy.

Instead of the succeeding spank, I heard the whisper of clothing. I blinked as military officer Lassiter was standing before me. He was on the former side of the examination table from the early cop, naked, his body all severe muscle. He seized my short, light-haired hair and yanked my head a few column inch towards ...

His cock.

His peter bobbed before my mouth as it thrust before him. I opened wide, swallowing his shaft as the vibrator churning up my convulsing bitch. My twat never stopped spasming around that vibrating toy, rapture after ecstasy sweeping through my body.

I shuddered as the world-class ever dick entered my mouth.

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

I heard clothing rustling behind me. policeman Murphy was stripping naked now. He was exposing that hefty soundbox of his. I just knew it. Would he bonk my virgin pussy with his hard cock ? Was I finally going to get pounded by my first putz while I sucked on another pecker ?

I gasped as Officer murphy ripped the vibrator out of my pussy. I was suddenly so hollow. I whimpered, needing something filling my fathead. The pussy-coated, buzzing toy pressed between my butt cheeks. Against my asshole. Before I even knew what was happening, he slammed it into my virgin rectum.

My anal retentive ring widened to engross it. The bombinate ecstasy buried into my bowels. A new walking on air flooded through me. I whimpered around police officer Lassiter 's big pecker, sucking hard as I squealed.

Officer Murphy rammed his dick into my spasming twat.

Another orgasm volley inside of me, my puss writhing about the putz taking my virginity. I had my first cock in me. Thick and long, pumping in and out of me. I massaged it with my silky flesh as I squeezed my eyes shut. Such pleasure filled me, buzzing out of my asshole, rippling out of my kitty-cat, sparking from my nipples rubbing on the cold table.

"Goddamn, this fornicatress knows how to breastfeed cock,"growled policeman Lassiter.

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

I moaned and whimpered around ship's officer Lassiter 's dick as officer potato fucked my spasming pussy. My motherfucker buzzed with the vibrator, rippling wiz melting down to my cunt stuffed full of the cop 's big cock.

It was incredible.

The pleasure just would n't stop. Wave after wave of delight rippled through me as the two cops punished me. Every time officeholder potato slammed into my puss, his genitals smacked my ass and pushed the vibrator just a piffling bit deeper into me. My fingers flexed, my wrists pulling on the turnup. They used me. They fucked my nubile body with hunger.

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

I wiggled my hips, stirring my convulsing slit around officer spud 's big dick. I wanted the cop spurting into my cunt. I wanted to experience that hot jizz splashing inside of me. I moaned, sucking with such do-or-die thirstiness on military officer Lassiter 's cock. tosh ran out of the nook of my rima oris, running over my chin.

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

"I 'm going to deluge your mouth with my cum, you little whore !"His chest swelled."You 're going to drink it all down, are n't you, jade ?"

I squealed around his dick.

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

I sucked so hard. I wanted to pledge his cum. I wanted to palpate it spurting into my mouth. I sucked with such feverish hunger. My asshole clenched around the buzzing vibrator. The toy assaulted my velvety form while Officer Murphy 's big joint rammed into my cunt. coming after coming flooded through me.

It was the skilful in the world. Sex was awesome. My ass burned with every shock of Officer potato 's crotch. He spanked me every fourth dimension he fucked into my juicy puss. I squealed, the handlock rattling as I trembled. My digit twitched. My minuscule nipples drank in the dusty control surface of the examination table. The wanton sounds of my blowjob sundry with the slap of soma on chassis. The wicked noises echoed through the small examination room.

The fuzz grunted and groaned as they used me. They plowed into me from both sides. My eyes squeezed shut, asterisk dancing through the iniquity. My mind drowned. How much more of this could I use up ? My pussy convulsing. Rippling and spasming. It was incredible.

"God fucking damn,"policeman Murphy growled."What a tight cunt. Oh, god, I ca n't look at much more of this pussy."

"piece of tail cum in her jackass ! Just flood the little whore !"policeman Lassiter gripped my pilus, pulling on it. ail flared in my scalp."Yes !"

He ripped his rooster out of my oral fissure and erupted. Pearly jizz splashed across my face. I felt it bathing me. He coated me in his warmth. The cop grunted with each gust, the salty seed running down to my lips. My tongue flicked out, experiencing my showtime preference of a man 's cum.

I loved it.

My pussy spasmed harder. My son of a bitch rippled around the buzzing vibrator. I squealed as the jizz spurted and bathed my face. I opened my sass wide, thrusting out my knife. A marvelous squirt splashed right on my lingua. The salty delectation melted through my taste buds.

"Yes, yes, yes ! !"I howled."Cum on my typeface ! Use me like a fucking woman of the street !"

"God fucking damn,"military officer Lassiter panted, his sinewy bureau uprising and falling. He sank down to the electric chair, his typeface flushed."Jesus, you know how to blow a cock."

"The fucking slut smuggles vibrators up her slit ! What did you gestate ?"police officer Murphy slammed abstruse into me."nookie !"

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

"nether region fucking yes !"he snarled and buried into me.

His formal smacked into my clit.

Pleasure exploded through me as his cum jetted into my cunt. I felt his mania splashing against my depths. My snatch writhed about him as he unloaded jet after spirt of jizz. The intense waving of raptus swept through me as a man filled my marriageable twat with his seed.

I reveled in it. As ship's officer Lassiter 's juice dripped on my grimace, my snatch milked officer Murphy 's dick dry. His hand squeezed my rosehip, 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 miss, was n't I ?"I giggled."I seduced two pig to bed me while on duty."

Officer Lassiter chuckled.

"Goddamn, you are—"

The door opened, cutting off policeman white potato.

"What are you two ..."The bass voice of the newcomer trailed off.

I glanced over my berm to see a hulking, black cop with a trim head. He stared at me, eyes narrowing. military officer spud ripped his dick out of my spasming pussy, the vibrator still buzzing away in my bastard. His jizz leaked out of me and dripped down my thighs.

"Just dealing with a shoplifter, Mac,"Officer potato said.

Though he called the Black cop"Mac,"his figure tag read military officer Washington. The Shirley Temple cop stared at me."What did the little loose woman buy ? Your cum ?"

military officer Irish potato chuckled."The dildo buzzing away in her asshole, the clothes on the floor, and who knows what else. She was on a little criminal offense fling before we caught her."

"Good thing you found her and stopped her,"Officer Washington D.C. said, unbuckling his gun belt ammunition."She had anything but that vibrator shoved up her SOB ?"

"Nope,"I moaned.

tang !

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

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

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

"Yet."The rich rumble of officeholder Washington 's words made my bowels clench around on the buzzing vibrator.

I trembled as he stripped naked, revealing a broad body, heavily muscled. He had black-ink tattoos that almost vanished into his pitch black skin. I gasped when he shoved down his pant. He had a monster of a dick. He dwarfed both the White fuzz and the vibrator churning up my asshole. How could that even fit in me ?

I wanted to find oneself out.

"look at her wiggle,"said Officer George Washington."Little, White jade wants my big, Black dick reaming her asshole."

"Yes !"I moaned."Punish me, Offic—"

SMACK ! !

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

I shuddered as the Black cop moved closer. A wicked bang shot through me. He was going to stuff that massive dick up my bastard. I groaned, my finger flexing. I was cuffed. There was absolutely zippo I could do to cease him. It made me so wet. Cum leaked out of my kitty-cat as it clenched, aching to be filled again.

It wanted to do such naughty, naughty things.

"Goddamn, she is tidal bore for it,"policeman capital of the United States growled.

"What you expect ?"police officer Lassiter asked. Then he chuckled.

"Bet her daddy loves her,"Officer Murphy said."Bet she sucks his tool every night."

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

policeman Washington ripped the vibrator out of my asshole 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 aesthesis in my lower one-half. My asshole clenched, my body shaking. I became so aware of the coldness tabular array beneath my torso. My humble titties drank it in, my nipples throbbing. I wiggled and squirmed, so ready for it.

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

I whimpered.

He was really going to fuck me up the ass with that monster. I whimpered, my bunghole relaxed by the buzzing toy. I felt so lax back there. I could do this. I could take—

"holy place fucking tinker's dam !"I howled as he did n't thrust me. Instead, he pulled me back. He impaled me on his dick.

My SOB flared in pain as it stretched broad enough to take away his Brobdingnagian, Shirley Temple Black dick. He lanced so deep in me. My bowel clung to him, this burning heat rippling through me. I bucked and squirmed, my short bosom jiggling beneath me. The cop grunted as my butt-cheeks pressed against his genitalia. I could find his wiry pubic hair.

"Goddamn, Patrick White daughter ass is the best."

I just whimpered, drooling, cum and saliva falling to the tabular array as I moaned. It was incredible. My pussy was already spasming. Another orgasm rippled through me, my dickhead celebrating his monolithic pecker filling me. Only a bad girlfriend could assume a cock that vast back there without flinching. I rippled and writhed about them, squirming my hips, stirring myself around them as I dangled in his grip.

He gripped my waistline tight and then fucked me up and down his prick like a animation sex toy. Like I was his personal Fleshlight. I gasped and moaned, his dick pumping in and out of my dickhead. My writhing flesh gripped him, the heat flowing through me. I groaned and growled while the early two cop watched and chuckled. My moans echoed through the inquiry room, my passion rippling about us. It was incredible.

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

Bright sparks exploded across my vision. My head tossed back and Forth River. I groaned and gasped as he fucked me up and down his cock faster and faster. I could palpate his strength, his large finger's breadth holding me. He practically encircled my waist with his two hands. The world swung around me as he used me.

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

"All the White sluts do. They love my big, Black dick stretching out their rigorous holes."

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

My twat convulsed, juice and cum spilling down my thighs. My handcuffs rattled. It felt so amazing. I gasped and squeaked and moaned as he worked his dick in and out of my asshole. I squeezed my middle shut, trembling, my pleasure rippling about his cock. This was the good in the world. I never wanted this to end.

He groaned. I could secernate he loved my dickhead. He worked me up and down that big, Black ray. My back arched, my little titty jiggling beneath me. My pussy spasmed so hard, aching to be filled with anything. So envious of my asshole.

The pleasure burned through my thoughts. An rapturous blaze devouring everything. His every plung in my SOB send new sheets of firing racing through me. I burned. Ecstasy consumed me. I howled. Shivered. This was beyond any sensation I could guess. I was just his sex toy. His living have a go at it doll.

Then he fucked me.

As he slammed me down his cock, his pelvis rammed forward. I gasped at the shocking spank, pain flaring across my arse. I bounced forward, my bowels sliding up his cock as his arms held me loose now. It was like I was a swing. His rosehip plowed into me hard now. He pounded my arsehole with even more vigor.

"Oh, my roll in the hay god, I 'm dying !"I howled."I 'm dying from ecstasy ! Keep fucking me ! Do n't finish !"

"Just punishing that tight, Cy Young ass !"he growled, drilling his dick so hard into my bowels.

More orgasms than I could count blazed through me. They roared from one to the early, cristal enrapture in seventh heaven and euphoria all swirling in a firestorm of warmth. dark swallowed my vision. I howled. It was too much.

My senses could n't fill it.

"God fucking damn !"the cop roared.

The Black cop 's heart fired in my dickhead. Dimly, at the sharpness of my awareness, I felt the jolts of jizz pumping into me again and again. These hot streams of kindling basted me. I trembled, loving him. My bastard writhed, milking his prick as he grunted.

I swayed through the darkness. The rapture buffeted me from every slope. His hot cum filled me. I drifted, howling in hug drug. I felt something cool against me. My asshole was evacuate, the cum leaking out of me. I blinked, seeing the interrogatory table before me.

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

"Goddamn, what a slut,"panted ship's 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 prostitute ?"said Officer Murphy."Still do n't know her name. 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 murphy snorted."Let you go ? We got you cold on shrinkage. We found the vibrator shoved up your cunt. Why would we let you go ?"

"True,"I said, straightening. So much of Officer Washington 's cum leaked out of my asshole. It ran down to my pussy, mixing with ship's officer spud 's. policeman Lassiter 's jizz still stained my brass."What 's gon na happen when your superordinate find out you all fucked me. Are you going to claim that I 'shoplifted'your cum out of your lump ? That I got it in a turkey tacker and just squirted it up in all my holes."

"We 'll clean you up,"said military officer President Washington, his spokesperson growing stiff.

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

Officer Lassiter swallowed.

"Or, you can let me go. I 'll be exceptionally grateful. Just imagine all the other chances you will get to catch me being naughty. You 'll feature to larrup me. Tie me up. shtup me."I shrugged."You ca n't do that from prison. Unless you want to be the one getting fucked."

"God fucking damn,"policeman President Washington groaned."Why does a whore always know when she has you by the egg ?"

I winked at him.

It was n't long before I was sauntering out of the center 's minor police station wearing my bad girl step-in, the vibrator shoved back up inside my puss. I wore one of their police force t-shirts, feeling naughty that I had their department logotype printed across my midget tits. It was sized for a kid, so it fitted me like a second skin. It showed off everything. I was going to relish being a bad girl.

daddy would sleep with the new me. And so would all the other boys.

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The figure chuckled. sexual morality was a brilliant success. It was so beaming it had the idea to create these scanty. Humans were such fun to manipulate.

Its young world was set up. It was an interesting distich of scanty. It was actually virtuous. A soft white-hot, the waistband trimmed in delicate lacing, a single Holy Scripture printed in princess-pink letters across the hindquarters, each one drawn in a swirl of cursive.

Curious ?

The image smiled. It was time to own more fun. Another girl needed another juicy couplet of panties.

To be continued in the next tale of Mind-Controlling Panties ...