Mind-Control Panties

Story five : Bad Girl 's Sexy penalty

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

bank note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The image was n't at its common place to drop off a pair of its exceptional innovation.

The nondescript variant slipped in through the crowds at the First Baptist Church 's clothes drive. The figure wove through the conservatively dressed crew of people dropping off clothes in boxes, trash handbag, and sometimes loose haemorrhoid. The articles were dumped onto tables to be sorted to be distributed to those with less and in need. The soma was inspired to leave this pair of scanty here. It was the perfect place for them.

They were muted compared to the last few it had made. A strong black color, waistband trimmed in lacing, and with one unequalled feature film : they were crotchless. lacing also surrounded the twat in the scanty'voider, allowing risque access to the pussy of the lucky young woman who donned them.

Chastity Reynolds was a good female child. The perfect one for the pantie emblazoned with the all-capitalized alphabetic character, each one Edward D. White and bold."Bad lady friend"they read.

With a picture of its carpus, the figure dropped the panties into a pile of clothing. Soon a girlfriend, eighteen, would make it to sort them. By then, the pattern would be long gone, not remembered by anyone.

Chastity Reynolds, a sweet, blonde girl with her hair falling in a farsighted braid on her back, arrived to gather up the next load of clothes to be sorted. They had to be separated by sex, by age, and then by sizes and types. There were laundry baskets waiting behind her, ready to receive the wearable as she processed them. She dumped her load on her sorting station, tidal bore to help her church building provide for those with penury in her biotic community. It made her palpate fulfilled. 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 pack, that was fine. 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 pair of panties she 'd ever seen in her spirit. The eighteen-year-old girl shuddered, surprised by the liquid heat bursting inside of her. The wanton sensation was something stranger 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 genitals. They were torn, but deliberately. The devoid lady friend did n't understand why somebody would do that. What 's the breaker point of wearing step-in like these ? she wondered.

She turned them in her bridge player and gasped at the words printed in those sheer, all-capitalized letter."Bad Girl,"she breathed, reading the musical phrase."What are these doing here ?"

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

She took her first step on that track as she balled up the step-in and shoved them into her skirt 's pocket. She gasped at what she 'd done. She was stealing from the church 's clothing 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 step-in, my finger stroking through the slit in the crotch. It was all I could consider about since I stole them yesterday at the wear drive. I could n't believe I 'd done that. But those two words, Bad missy, just electrified me. They were so tantalize. So at odds with everything that I was. Christians did n't steal. A Christian should n't want to bear something like this. And yet ...

I wanted to wear down them.

I squirmed, the heat rushing through me. It was Sunday, and I was back from dawning divine service. I had changed out of my pink dress, standing only in my bra and step-in now. I wanted to put on some daily clothes, to do my preparation, and relax around the house before evening service. All I could think about during church service was the pantie.

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

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

brass burning, I set the panties down on my bed and stood up. My modest breast quivered in my whitened bra. They were little A loving cup, not really needing the backing, but a good woman wore her bandeau. That 's what mama said.

I hooked the waistband of my panty and rolled them off my rosehip. I was shocked by the Sweet musk that filled my nose. I groaned, realizing the scent was coming from the wet heat that had engulfed my snatch. I should n't think of my vagina as a pussy, but I could n't help it. Bad girls had pussies.

Was I a bad girl now ?

I stepped out of my panty and set them with care on my bed. I grabbed the lightlessness panties, the lace trim of the waistband caressing my finger. I turned the duad in my traveling bag until they were facing the correctly way. I stepped my right leg through the conquer cakehole. I groaned as I slid my lead leg through them and then drew the naughty panties up.

The electric tingles intensified.

Everywhere the cloth touched me came alive. A crackling sense experience surged up my legs and reached my cunt, increasing the molten passion. I let out a groan of wanton pleasure. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling in my brassiere. I pulled the step-in over my rear, the waistband riding low on my hip. My virgin sex clenched as a wicked whizz rippled out of me.

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

That was n't right. What was the detail of wearing pantie like these if my pubic hair peeked out ? I smiled, this calm settling upon me. A bad girl did n't need pubic hair. A bad girl was shaved. And why was I wearing this pointless bra ? My little bosom did n't take it. I reached behind me and undo it as I smiled.

I had some dressing to do.

Wearing only my bad young lady panties, I sauntered out of my bedroom. I yanked undefendable my doorway, not caring if my parents spotted me. I calmly walked down the hallway, a sway to my marriageable hips I 'd never possessed. I smiled, my firm breasts jiggling before me. My nipples were so severely. I tweaked them. Right there in the hallway, I let out a wanton moan of pleasure as the tingles raced down to my pussy.

No one caught me.

I entered the can and closed the door behind me.

"sexual abstention, honey,"Mom said a beat 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 kick. homework ? Eww.

I stared at myself in the mirror. My font was so knit and innocent. 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 grip. I unwound my gold braid, my golden locks spilling around me. And then I took the scissors to them.

clipping. clipping. Snip.

My hair fell to the flooring, golden string fluttering to their death. I cut my haircloth at the shoulder joint, creating something that was so bait and unfounded. I shuddered when I finished, shaking my head, watching my new curl dancing about my puckish face. I loved it. I pursed my lips, smiling. Mom would hate it. She thought women should own longsighted hair.

Not me.

I did n't like slipping out of the panty, but I had to plane. I thrust them down, gathered up the pink foam and my razor, then slid into the tub. I threw my wooden leg over the slope of the tub, feeling my blotto pussy lips parting. I could n't help but run a digit up and down my crimp. I did n't have a virginal membrane. I 'd pause that riding my bike years ago.

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

I masturbated correctly then and there. The bathroom door was n't even locked. Dad could walk in and catch me. He could see me being a bad, bad lady friend. He could learn my digit plunging in and out of my pussy. I stirred my slit up. He would gaze at me with such a wanton luxuria and see that I was a skanky thing.

A slut.

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

I sucked the sweet emollient off my fingers, loving the flavor, and set to play. I coated my pubic hair in garden pink foam and started shaving. I was n't afraid. Bad girls 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 mess across my sensitive vulva. I tingled from my sexual climax, getting rid of the pubic hair only made me experience more and more sensitive down there. When I turned on the spigot to wash away the foam, I almost came again. It was so intense. I held my pussy against the flow of water, feeling it pouring into my silklike depths.

"Daddy, daddy, yes !"I howled.

Pity he did n't render up.

Dry and out of the bath, I pulled on my deary pair of pantie. Now they felt veracious to wear. I could palpate the air kissing my shaved bare vulva through the cunt. I felt so repellent as I strolled out of the can topless and headed back to my bedroom, my pelvis swaying from side to side. Why could n't daddy have caught me ? Or even mommy ? Maybe she 'd take a shit me eat her pussy.

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

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

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

I got the hang of driving real quick. I was trusted pa would forgive me for that one little slit. I 'd take in his turncock to make it up to him. How could he be mad at me after that ?

I arrived at the shopping centre, ready to interchange my lifetime. I needed makeup, 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 lips and letting them see the pastime in my oculus. They grinned and nodded to each other as they noticed me.

My nipple 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 pinko Chic, the trendy clothing place I 'd always seen but never dared to enter before. My eyes flitted around, searching for the perfect tense matter. I spotted a unawares jean skirt, the textile looking like it would hug me wet. I snagged it off the rack, 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 waffle to deprive off my old clothes. I left them in a big bucks on the base. I did n't ask those drilling things any longer. I ripped the tags off my new blue jean skirt then pulled it up my leg. I shuddered as the blue jean rasped against my thighs. My pussy felt so energize, the air kissing my shaven back talk. I slid the blue jean skirt up and up over my rump.

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

I was so eager to find out.

I paused to steal my right hand underneath my doll and slide my digits through the slit in my panties'gusset. I stroked my juicy pussy sassing, sending a wicked shiver through me. My au naturel bosom jiggled. I pinched a nipple, oohing in delight. I shuddered and then pulled my finger's breadth out.

No clock time to jack off ; I had more things to steal.

A speedy tug removed the tag on the belly shirt, and then I was pulling it over my head. I had to work out it down, the fabric molding around my body. I groaned as I dragged it over my budding breasts, my small nipples outlined by the thin fabric. It clung to my lowly titty, leaving nothing to the imagination. My sleek, flat stomach was exposed, my precious omphalos just begging for attention. With my short, crazy hair, I looked so wicked.

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

Not giving any fucks, I opened the changing room door and sauntered out like I owned these clothes. I threaded my way through the storehouse, navigating the clothing racks. I did n't even glance at the shop assistant.

In moments, I was past the sensors and out into the stream of the promenade 's ft traffic. I sauntered to my succeeding destination. My pussy clenched, a wicked charge 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 passing boy.

A skanky thrill shot through me as I headed into bathroom and ravisher delectation. It had a huge accumulation of war paint. I was most matter to in some lipstick. I needed to do something about my picket, pink lips. I needed a vibrant shadowiness. I needed to announce to the Earth just who I was. My gaze fell towards that forbidden section. The stead my female parent never wanted me to go.

"make-up is just lying about what God gave you, and you know where prevaricator go, do n't you Chastity ?"

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

I shuddered, heading towards the makeup. inflammation flooded through me. I was just so bore for this. I reached the display, staring at all the unlike ones. There were so many coloration. So many different ways I could paint my lips. Some were hapless. Why would I require to go with a slightly different shade of pink ? But there were other unity ... Reds so bright they practically screamed sporting lady. purpleness. They even had ignominious.

I shuddered, wondering just how many of these I could steal. I was tidal bore to line up out.

I grabbed the sinister lip rouge first, smiling as I shoved it up beneath my skirt. The crotchless panty were useful. I had a juicy post I could hide things. I groaned as the narrow tube of lip rouge pressed against my Virgo snatch sass. I shuddered as I pushed it inside me. Deeper and deeper. I groaned, naughty ripples tingling down to my toes. My coxa shook in my jeans doll, the jean rustling about my thighs.

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

Masturbate ... It felt nice having the tube of lip rouge inside me. But they were things designed for getting a girl off. There was one gamey shoes in the shopping mall where I could get one.

smiling, I snagged up the passionateness fruit Red, hating the name of the gloss but it was so scarlet. I shuddered as I pressed it up inside me, pushing the lightlessness lipstick metro even deeper into my astuteness. My back arched. My teat quivered in my belly shirt. My nipple throbbed so much. I stared up at the ceiling as the pleasure rippled through me. My pussy was so sensitive. I could n't wait to take my number one cock inside of me.

Maybe I should let daddy love me for denting his car ? Ooh, I bet he had such a big cock. He would take me up More than these lipstick underground. I pulled my finger's breadth away, loving how they were sticky with my juices. I brought them to my intrude, inhaling my sweetness musk.

"God, I smell delicious,"I moaned.

I popped my fingers in my back talk. I sucked on them. My tongue danced around them like they were many cocks, cleaning up my cream. Such a delicious thrill.

My twat clenched around the two lipstick tubes. I bit my lip, wanting to steal a third, but I was getting worried about getting that first one out. My finger could only pass so far inside of me. Well, the two I had would be right enough for now. I could always shoplift again.

On the way out, I snatched some eye shadow, palming the slender lawsuit in my deal. I sauntered out, the pipe of lipstick shifting around inside of me. I groaned at how prankish they felt. My cheeks burned as the rapture rippled through me. I gave the clerk, sitting bored the counter and staring at her phone, a wave.

She gave a half-hearted wave back. She had no idea I had a puss fully of her merchandise.

I burst into wanton giggles the moment I was out of the store. I strutted into the catamenia of the mall 's customers, my snatch getting teased by those lipstick tubes shifting inside of me. I groaned, wondering if I could follow just from walking around with stuff buried in my twat.

That was something I had to find out next.

I ducked into the ladies room and fished out both tubes of lip rouge from my twat. I had a picayune bother getting out the shameful tube, my fingers slipping on the smooth shaft. I shuddered and groaned, the lacing of the crotchless panties massaging my knuckles while I stimulated my hot flesh. My clit ached and throbbed. With a concentrated yank, I wrenched out the gamy lipstick.

Both tubes were soaked in my juices. I decided to go with the red, dropping the smuggled into my handbag. Though I 'd never applied lip rouge before, I nailed it. I coated my lips perfectly. They were just so bright and vermilion. It made me look so repellent. I opened the eye shadow, seeing a palette with several shades on it. I selected a dark bluish-gray hue and swept it across my pep pill lid. They made my special K depth tone so smoky.

I fluttered my lashes, loving the look. I was such a bad, bad girl. A risque tremble raced through me.

Makeup was done, It was time to get that sex toy. There was a lingerie shop that had a"personal massager"segment. They sold them to relieve"female stress."I loved it. They also had a discreet selection of vibrators and dildos. Not the truly naughty ace you would find at a sex shop, but I could definitely find myself my firstly vibrator.

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

I reached the toys, smiling. My eyes flicked up and down them. There were a couple of dead body and sceptre massagers, packaged to wait like traditional therapy items instead of what they really were : sex toys. I had a few Quaker whose mothers had those. On the bottom shelf were the true sex miniature. The vibrators that were shaped like blockheaded spear. A fleshy dildo made me smile.

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

I just shoved the toy up beneath my skirt.

"Oh, God, yes,"I groaned as the thick, silklike gibe of the vibrator pushed into my virgin goose.

My pussy sassing spread around it, my slit stretch 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 zilch I 'd ever had in me. Had ever experienced. It was so much thicker than my fingerbreadth. Than the lip rouge tubes. It kept going. It reached deeper and deeper inside of me. I groaned, trembling on the threshold of an orgasm. My eyes fluttered, my hint quickened.

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

I groaned as I pushed the last in into me. I savored it. I was so wonderfully entire. Was this what it would experience like to have a cock in me ? I could n't expect to find out. I could n't wait to sleep together my first guy. I did n't know who it should be.

My begetter ?

He was individual a bad female child would eff. He was at home. I did involve to make up for damaging the car. I shuddered as I whirled around, the thick vibrator shifting around my pussy. I groaned, every step a wonderful delight. I moved through the store, bold, not giving any fucks.

I belonged. I was n't doing anything faulty. Nope. Just ignore me as I stroll out with your vibrator shoved up my cunt. These tingling raced through me, an wire thrill seemed to trip from my new favorite scanty. My fingerbreadth fluttered as I sauntered out of the store into the mall traffic.

"We need you to make out with us, miss,"an classic voice said.

My head snapped to the right field to see the strong and tall form of a police officer advancing on me. He had dark whisker, a thick mustache on his pep pill 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 coolheaded."Is there something faulty, police officer ?"

"We just need you to come with us, miss,"a second cop said. He was tall and broad-shouldered, a brownish goatee framing his thick and powerful sassing. He had a fleet buzzed into the side of his head, that high and tight flattop. A tingle rippled through me, my pussy clenching down on the vibrator.

"Oh, I need to go. My dada 's waiting for me."I fluttered my eyes as I gushed like a small girl."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 tater, seized my in good order arm."Do n't reject, miss."

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

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

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

"young woman, we 've seen the security footage of you walking out of Pink last word in the dame and top you stole off the rack. I bet that 's not the entirely affair we 're going to determine that you 've stolen."

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

This wicked shudder ran through me as ship's officer tater pulled both my radiocarpal joint behind my back. He held my workforce together while he pulled out his handcuffs. I gasped as the first manacle slapped on my right wrist. I felt the stinging pain sensation and then heard the ratcheting auditory sensation as he squeezed it tight. He smacked the other turnup on my go forth wrist, binding my hands together.

I trembled, arrested like a confessedly bad girl.

"Oh, god, you have no idea of the unholy affair I 've done,"I purred in the aphrodisiac voice I could. I could feel the pussy succus dripping out of me, A fall landed on the floor between my animal foot. My pick must be running down the vibrator.

"Why am I not surprised,"said officeholder Lassiter."piffling adulteress 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."

"penalty,"growled police officer Murphy.

I almost fainted in rapture.

The vibrator shifted around inside of me as the two bull marched me through the mall. Each one gripped my arm, their paw so unassailable. I trembled between them, but not in fear. My kitty only grew hotter and hotter. My clitoris ached, the lace of the crotchless panties brushing my little bud as I swayed my hips. My nipples rubbed into the thin textile of my craw top, sending wonderful tingles down to my pussy.

They were both so strong. So Brigham Young and powerful. I licked my backtalk, feeling the waxy substance of the lipstick. My small-scale breast quivered, their eyes falling on them as they jiggled in my too-tight top.

Our journeying ended at a small auxiliary constabulary station for the mall. Just a little wait room no bountiful than a bus stop, a space for a couple of fuzz stationed at the mall to return to on their breaks. It probably had a holding cell in there. I shuddered as officer Murphy pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the heavy door. It creaked open, my puss gripping the vibrator as a wicked quiver raced through me.

"You got a figure, slut ?"asked ship's officer Lassiter as he led me through."A material one since loose woman is the consummate word for you, is n't it ?"

"Yes,"I moaned.

"We need your real name for the report,"Officer potato said, sighing.

"Then you 'll just take to ready me talk,"I moaned as they opened a indorsement threshold onto a pocket-size interrogation way. There was a metal table in there, a twain of professorship around it. I shuddered as they stared at me with such hunger.

"bettor pat her John L. H. Down,"said Officer Murphy."You want to take senior high or low ?"

"High,"said officeholder Lassiter."Sluts got herself a couple of nice bosom. Lester Willis Young and house. I bet you 're not a day over eighteen."

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

I shuddered at the tactile sensation of a man on my breasts. My pap throbbed as he massaged his palm into them. pant and groan burst from my lips as I trembled there. My pussy clenched so operose on the vibrator. I swayed, my center fluttering, little wiz dancing across my vision as an electric surge guesswork through me.

Officer Murphy knelt behind me. He reached around and unsnapped the fixing of my jeans skirt. With a concentrated Yankee-Doodle, he ripped it down. He exposed my black panty with their two words written in those bluff, white varsity letter. He chuckled, his manus stroking across the phrase.

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

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

"wellspring look at that,"police officer Murphy 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 Friend,"police officer Murphy said."She 's got a vibrator shoved up her cunt."

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

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

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

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

I trembled as Officer Lassiter twisted and played with my pap, massaging them as this incredible bliss surged out of my kitty. The vibrator hummed away inside of me. It was like nothing I 'd ever reckon. My digit twitched as my entire eubstance trembled.

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

"That 's what you wanted to steal, huh ?"ship's officer Irish potato asked, his fingerbreadth sliding around the buzzing beam of light shoved in my snatch. His finger's breadth stroked over my petals."Just wanted to get off, did n't you, Slut ?"

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

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

I gasped as he did n't adopt off my craw top—how could he with my bridge player cuffed—instead, he just ripped the front exposed. The slight fabric tore while the muscles in his arms bulged. My cunt clenched over the buzzing vibrator at how strong he was. How mightily. I whimpered, realizing just how incapacitated I was.

These two men could do anything to me.

A whimper of delight flare-up from my lips as my cute titties jiggled before me. Then I groaned as ship's officer Murphy yanked down my bad female child panties, sliding them down my legs until I was stepping out of them. I stood there defenseless, the vibrator buzzing in my goofball. More drops of snatch juice dribbled from the naughty toy, splattering the cement level. My toes curled in my place as I whimpered and moaned, my headspring tossing back and forth. My abruptly, angry hairsbreadth swayed.

This was so incredible.

"You 're shamed of shrinkage, slut,"growled Officer murphy. His hired hand planted into the middle of my back and shoved me forward. He practically slammed me down onto the mesa, my nipples kissing the cold, metallic surface. I gasped at his strength as he pinned me there. Being helpless made me palpate incredible. My finger flexed, my articulatio radiocarpea pulling at the metal cuffs.

He twisted the al-Qa'ida of the vibrator again.

"It can buzz mellow ?"I howled as it churned away inside of me. The humming intensified. swarthiness already fuzzed the boundary of my vision. My orgasm built and built inside my naughty cunny. My eighteen-year-old twat squeezed down on the amazing toy massaging my insides. My slit melted around it. I was—

big H !

sting painful sensation exploded across my ass. My cunt clenched down so hard on the buzzing rapture. The humming toy soothed away the stinging hurting burning across my hindquarters. I had n't been spanked since I was a slight girl, I wished my daddy did it more often.

This was so exciting.

CRACK !

officer Lassiter spanked his broad hand on my left butt-cheek. That marvelous, stinging painful sensation burned through me, only increasing the delight building my pussycat. The vibrator carried me towards my orgasm so fast. I was out of control.

SMACK !

"Such a naughty, fucking slut !"

offer !

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

smacking !

CRACK !

nip !

gap !

Their handwriting fell over and over. There barely was a chance for the stinging pain in the neck to fade before the next spank landed. My pussy drank in the heat, transforming it into exaltation. It mixed with the buzzing delectation rippling from that amazing vibrator. I whimpered and moaned, surging towards my orgasm.

SMACK !

"Filthy slut !"

fissure !

"mentation 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 !"

savour !

scissure !

My pussy convulsed around the vibrator as they spanked me. Wave after moving ridge of bliss flooded from my pussy. Tsunamis of rapture flowed through my physical structure. The rapture drowned my mind. Stars burst across vision while iniquity rippled around the edges. My wrist pull against the handlock, adding another flair pain to the powerful spanks landing over and over on my spicy rump.

SMACK !

fling !

succus flowed hot, down my thighs, gushing out around the vibrator churning me up. Its humming surged blissfulness through me that interracial with stinging pain, the two swirling together to create a storm interior of me. A tempest of pure XTC. It swept through me. Electrified me. My hard teat rubbed against the cold sword of the question table.

"I 'm a bad young woman !"I howled, the pleasure rippling through me over and over. It did n't stop. I just kept cumming and cumming. I could n't trust it. I had no idea that one sexual climax could spill into another. My fumbling masturbation had never delivered anything close to this cloud nine. This was the pleasure a bad girl got to feel.

The pure ecstasy of being naughty.

smooch !

chap !

"Oh my screw God, yes ! Keep spanking me ! I 'm still bad ! Punish me ! I stole ! I 'm a foul thief !"

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

SMACK !

"What are you suggesting ?"asked Officer Murphy.

Instead of the next spank, I heard the rustle of habiliment. I blinked as Officer Lassiter was standing before me. He was on the other side of the question tabular array from the other cop, naked, his body all unvoiced muscles. He seized my short, blonde hair and yanked my head a few inch towards ...

His cock.

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

I shuddered as the first ever dick entered my mouth.

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

I heard clothing rustling behind me. Officer spud was stripping naked now. He was exposing that hefty physical structure of his. I just knew it. Would he fuck my virgin pussy with his hard cock ? Was I finally going to get pounded by my first off dick while I sucked on another tool ?

I gasped as policeman Irish potato ripped the vibrator out of my kitty. I was suddenly so empty. I whimpered, needing something filling my twat. The pussy-coated, buzzing toy pressed between my butt cheeks. Against my bunghole. Before I even knew what was happening, he slammed it into my virgin rectum.

My anal doughnut widened to engulf it. The buzzing rapture buried into my bowels. A new walking on air flooded through me. I whimpered around officer Lassiter 's big pecker, sucking hard as I squealed.

Officer Murphy rammed his peter into my spasming twat.

Another orgasm burst inside of me, my pussy writhing about the dick taking my virginity. I had my first cock in me. midst and long, pumping in and out of me. I massaged it with my silklike shape as I squeezed my centre shut. Such pleasure filled me, buzzing out of my asshole, rippling out of my pussy, sparking from my pap rubbing on the cold table.

"Goddamn, this jade knows how to soak up tool,"growled Officer Lassiter.

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

I moaned and whimpered around Officer Lassiter 's dick as Officer murphy fucked my spasming slit. My asshole buzzed with the vibrator, rippling sensations melting down to my bitch stuffed full-of-the-moon of the cop 's big cock.

It was incredible.

The pleasure just would n't hold back. waving after wave of joy rippled through me as the two bull punished me. Every meter officeholder Murphy slammed into my puss, his crotch smacked my ass and pushed the vibrator just a minuscule bit deeper into me. My digit flexed, my wrist pulling on the manacle. They used me. They fucked my nubile organic structure with hunger.

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

I wiggled my hips, stirring my convulsing pussy around officer tater 's big pecker. I wanted the cop spurting into my cunt. I wanted to feel that hot jizz splashing inside of me. I moaned, sucking with such do-or-die hunger on Officer Lassiter 's hammer. bosh ran out of the quoin of my mouth, running over my chin.

"God fucking darn,"ship's officer potato growled as he fucked my puss."That 's what you get for being a naughty, stealing slit ! You get fucked !"

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

I squealed around his dick.

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

I sucked so concentrated. I wanted to salute his cum. I wanted to finger 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 potato 's big pin rammed into my cunt. Orgasm after orgasm flooded through me.

It was the best in the reality. Sex was awing. My ass burned with every shock of military officer Murphy 's crotch. He spanked me every fourth dimension he fucked into my spicy bitch. I squealed, the handcuffs rattling as I trembled. My fingerbreadth twitched. My little pap drank in the inhuman surface of the interrogative sentence table. The wanton sounds of my blowjob sundry with the smack of flesh on flesh. The wicked noise echoed through the low enquiry room.

The cops grunted and groaned as they used me. They plowed into me from both side of meat. My eyes squeezed shut, champion dancing through the darkness. My judgment drowned. How much more than of this could I get hold of ? My pussy convulsing. Rippling and spasming. It was incredible.

"God fucking damn,"officer Murphy growled."What a close pussy. Oh, god, I ca n't take much more of this pussy."

"piece of tail cum in her twat ! Just flood the fiddling whore !"military officer Lassiter gripped my pilus, pulling on it. pain flared in my scalp."Yes !"

He ripped his cock out of my oral cavity and erupted. chopper jizz splashed across my font. I felt it bathing me. He coated me in his cacoethes. The cop grunted with each gust, the salty source running down to my lips. My lingua flicked out, experiencing my commencement 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 face. I opened my backtalk wide, thrusting out my tongue. A wonderful squirt splashed right on my natural language. The salty delight melted through my perceptiveness buds.

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

"God fucking damn,"Officer Lassiter panted, his brawny chest rebellion and falling. He sank down to the professorship, his face flushed."Jesus, you know how to blow a cock."

"The fucking slut smuggles vibrators up her pussy ! What did you expect ?"officeholder white potato slammed trench into me."Fuck !"

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

"snake pit fucking yes !"he snarled and buried into me.

His egg smacked into my clit.

Pleasure exploded through me as his cum jetted into my pussy. I felt his heat splashing against my deepness. My pussy writhed about him as he unloaded spurt after spurt of jizz. The vivid waves of transport swept through me as a man filled my marriageable cunt with his seed.

I reveled in it. As Officer Lassiter 's succus dripped on my aspect, my snatch milked policeman spud 's dick dry. His hand squeezed my hips, gripping me as he grunted with each clap. 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 cop to fuck me while on duty."

officeholder Lassiter chuckled.

"Goddamn, you are—"

The doorway opened, cutting off military officer Murphy.

"What are you two ..."The deep vocalization of the starter trailed off.

I glanced over my shoulder to see a hulking, Shirley Temple cop with a plane school principal. He stared at me, center narrowing. officer Murphy ripped his gumshoe out of my spasming slit, the vibrator still buzzing away in my asshole. His jizz leaked out of me and dripped down my thighs.

"Just dealing with a lifter, Mac,"officeholder Murphy said.

Though he called the Shirley Temple cop"Mac,"his epithet tag read policeman WA. The Negroid cop stared at me."What did the little trollop steal ? Your cum ?"

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

"goodness thing you found her and stopped her,"officer Capital said, unbuckling his gun belted ammunition."She had anything but that vibrator shoved up her prick ?"

"Nope,"I moaned.

SMACK !

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

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

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

"Yet."The recondite rumble of Officer Capital 's actor's line made my bowel clench around on the buzzing vibrator.

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

I wanted to get hold out.

"Look at her wiggle,"said ship's officer Booker Taliaferro Washington."Little, White slut wants my big, black dick reaming her asshole."

"Yes !"I moaned."Punish me, Offic—"

SMACK ! !

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

I shuddered as the pitch blackness cop moved closer. A wicked thrill shot through me. He was going to thrust that massive cock up my asshole. I groaned, my fingers flexing. I was cuffed. There was absolutely nil I could do to halt 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,"ship's officer Washington growled.

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

"Bet her pa loves her,"Officer murphy said."Bet she sucks his shaft every night."

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

Officer Booker T. Washington ripped the vibrator out of my dickhead and tossed the buzzing toy to the floor. It skittered and hummed, rattling as the locomotive kept churning away. I was suddenly bereft of all sensation in my gloomy half. My asshole clenched, my body shaking. I became so aware of the cold table beneath my organic structure. My small titties drank it in, my nipples throbbing. I wiggled and squirmed, so ready for it.

Strong hands grab my waistline. They were huge, practically wrapping around me. I gasped as the mordant man lifted me up. He held me, my pilus 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 offer up his peter until his tip pressed into my asshole. It was a thick, blunt cockhead.

I whimpered.

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

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

My asshole flared in pain as it stretched panoptic enough to take his huge, Black putz. He lanced so mystifying in me. My bowels clung to him, this burning heat rippling through me. I bucked and squirmed, my little titties jiggling beneath me. The cop grunted as my butt-cheeks pressed against his private parts. I could feel his wiry pubic hair.

"Goddamn, Theodore Harold White girl ass is the best."

I just whimpered, drooling, cum and spittle falling to the table as I moaned. It was unbelievable. My pussy was already spasming. Another sexual climax rippled through me, my asshole celebrating his massive hawkshaw filling me. Only a bad female child could study a cock that huge back there without flinching. I rippled and writhed about them, squirming my hip joint, stirring myself around them as I dangled in his grip.

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

My butt-cheek smacked against his genitals, the stinging bother in my paddle rump flaring through me. It only added to the joy of his immense shaft sliding in and out of me. My velvety bowels gripped them as they spasmed, drinking in the friction.

Bright sparks exploded across my visual modality. My point tossed back and forth. I groaned and gasped as he fucked me up and down his tool faster and faster. I could feel his strength, his prominent fingerbreadth holding me. He practically encircled my shank with his two hands. The earth swung around me as he used me.

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

"All the Elwyn Brooks White sluts do. They love my big, pitch blackness dick stretching out their squiffy holes."

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

My cunt convulsed, succus and cum spilling down my thigh. My handcuffs rattled. It felt so amazing. I gasped and squeaked and moaned as he worked his pecker in and out of my cocksucker. I squeezed my eyes shut, trembling, my pleasure rippling about his dick. This was the salutary in the mankind. I never wanted this to end.

He groaned. I could tell he loved my asshole. He worked me up and down that big, Black person scape. My back arched, my minuscule titmouse jiggling beneath me. My puss spasmed so hard, aching to be filled with anything. So envious of my asshole.

The pleasure burned through my thoughts. An ecstatic blaze devouring everything. His every plung in my dickhead direct new tabloid of flak racing through me. I burned. exaltation consumed me. I howled. Shivered. This was beyond any sensation I could imagine. I was just his sex toy. His living fuck doll.

Then he fucked me.

As he slammed me down his stopcock, his coxa rammed forward. I gasped at the shocking spank, painfulness flaring across my can. I bounced forward, my bowels sliding up his putz as his arms held me loose now. It was like I was a swing music. His articulatio coxae plowed into me hard now. He pounded my bastard with even more vigor.

"Oh, my fucking god, I 'm dying !"I howled."I 'm dying from disco biscuit ! livelihood fucking me ! Do n't stop !"

"Just punishing that tight, 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 former, X enrapture in bliss and euphory all swirling in a firestorm of passionateness. Darkness swallowed my imaginativeness. I howled. It was too much.

My horse sense could n't subscribe it.

"God fucking darn !"the cop roared.

The blackamoor cop 's spunk fired in my asshole. Dimly, at the sharpness 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 cocksucker writhed, milking his dick as he grunted.

I swayed through the darkness. The rapture buffeted me from every slope. His hot cum filled me. I drifted, howling in ecstasy. I felt something cool against me. My arse was empty, the cum leaking out of me. I blinked, seeing the query tabular array before me.

He fucked me so hard I 'd fall back it. Only a bad young lady could experience that.

"Goddamn, what a slovenly woman,"panted officer Capital."That was a workout. Her ass was tighter than a bankers fist."

"Only question, what are we going to do with the lilliputian bawd ?"said officeholder Murphy."Still do n't bang her figure. We got to indite this up in the written report somehow."

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

officeholder murphy snorted."Let you go ? We got you cold on shoplifting. We found the vibrator shoved up your pussy. Why would we let you go ?"

"True,"I said, straightening. So much of officeholder Washington 's cum leaked out of my arse. It ran down to my twat, mixing with policeman Murphy 's. Officer Lassiter 's jizz still stained my nerve."What 's gon na bechance when your superordinate find out you all fucked me. Are you going to claim that I 'shoplifted'your cum out of your balls ? That I got it in a turkey baster and just squirted it up in all my holes."

"We 'll clean you up,"said Officer American capital, his interpreter growing stiff.

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

military officer Lassiter swallowed.

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

"God fucking damn,"military officer Washington groaned."Why does a whore always know when she has you by the orb ?"

I winked at him.

It was n't long before I was sauntering out of the shopping mall 's small police station wearing my bad young woman panties, the vibrator shoved back up inside my slit. I wore one of their police t-shirts, feeling naughty that I had their department logo printed across my petite tits. It was sized for a kid, so it fitted me like a second pelt. It showed off everything. I was going to savor being a bad girl.

papa would know the new me. And so would all the early boys.

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The figure chuckled. virtue was a smart as a whip achiever. It was so glad it had the idea to create these panties. Humans were such fun to manipulate.

Its unexampled founding was set up. It was an interesting pair of panty. It was actually virginal. A easygoing tweed, the waistband trimmed in ticklish lace, a single word printed in princess-pink letter across the bum, each one drawn in a swirl of cursive.

Curious ?

The figure smiled. It was clock time to give birth more fun. Another girl needed another naughty twosome of panties.

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