Chapter 1
"Do you want me to be the kind of simp that you are?" the tall and sensual girl asked.
"Katie, why must you put everything in such an unpleasant way?" her younger sister whined.
The older girl gave a withering glance to the younger as she tugged on the high black boots that she loved to wear. Then she said, "I do not like to be lectured about my life! And I especially resent it when it comes from such a whining little twerp like you are, Babs."
"Oh, Katie!" the beautiful younger girl whined.
"And my name is not Katie! Katie is cute! I don't like things that are cute! You may call me Katherine! Is that understood?"
"Y-yes, Katherine," Babs said. "But, I think that you misunderstood me."
Katherine gave her sister a nasty look as she said, "Misunderstood?"
"The only thing that I've been trying to say is that you might be better off if you were a little nicer to guys. I mean there are all these opportunities to..."
"To get fucked by snivelling little simps? No thank you!"
"Oh, Katie!" Babs said, finally standing up and facing her sister.
"My name is Katherine!" the older girl said as she went to the door.
"You've got to talk to me!" Babs said. "This has gotten important!"
"Then, talk to me like an adult. Do not whine and do not act foolish."
Babs got her composure and then said, "You know that daddy is very old-fashioned about us and about things. You know that he won't let me get married until you've gotten married just because the older daughter always had to marry first in Italy."
"You're not telling me anything that I didn't already know. Why do you insist on wasting my time, Babs?"
"I'm eighteen and you're twenty. For years you've been creating problems for me."
"Did I ever set out to create problems for you, Babs?"
The younger girl shook her head and said, "It was just because of the way that you were. When I was fourteen and I asked daddy if I could start dating, he said why should I be dating at fourteen when you still weren't dating at sixteen!"
"Eventually he let you date," Katherine said in a calm voice which was the opposite of her sister's hysterical tone.
"Only because he finally realized that you were the one who was different. It was more than just being a good girl and not dating boys. You didn't like boys at all."
Katherine slapped her sister's face and Babs reeled backwards. Then the older girl, said, "I happen to be heterosexual. But I have higher standards than you have."
"When are you ever gonna find someone who can meet your standards, Kate?" the younger girl cried out through her tears. "You won't give any guy a chance."
"Pull yourself together!" the tall and sensual girl said as she sat down and looked at her sister. "Are you okay, Babs?"
Nodding slowly and wiping away the tears that were in her eyes, Babs said, "Yeah."
"In that case, get out of here!" Katherine said in a flat tone.
Babs got up and went to the door. She turned to her sister to say, "You know that I don't mean any harm, don't you, Kate?"
"I know that you never mean harm, Babs."
Babs rushed from her sister's room and down the long staircase that led to the main foyer of the house. It was a grand and beautiful house in a small town in New Hampshire.
When the girls' father had come to this country from his home in Italy, he found his way to the town of Stratford, New Hampshire, where he went into the asphalt business. Now that he was widowed and both of his daughters were grown up, he was the wealthiest man in town. But both of his growing daughters posed problems for him.
Everyone was always amazed by the fact that Kate and Babs were opposite in so many ways. While Kate was taller and more angular in her sensual build, Babs was a little shorter than average and her well-rounded body gave the impression of being plump.
And Kate had the olive complexion and jet black hair of her father's people, while Babs was a strawberry blonde, just as her New England mother had been.
But the greatest difference between the girls was in their temperament. Babs was the sweetest girl in town. She had a smile for everyone and she had the servile and humble attitude which her father thought was appropriate in a girl.
On the other hand, everyone knew that Kate was a bitch. She was icy and unpleasant and most all of the eligible boys and men in the county were afraid of her.
She knew that she had the power to intimidate men and it was something she enjoyed.
When Babs left the house and started down the block, she was busy brooding. For a moment she thought of running away from home so that she could live a life that would be free of her father's restrictions and of her sister's spirit, haunting everything that she did.
But she knew that she would not run away. It was simply not something that was in her nature. She really was the quiet and sweet girl that everyone thought she was.
A few blocks from their house, Babs came to her father's asphalt works. She stood by the fence and smelled the familiar aroma of the steaming concoction.
"Is my father here?" she cried out to the young man who was sitting in the main office right next to the gate.
Tom turned around and smiled as he said, "Babs! Your father went to the county seat."
"Oh, that's right. I remember that he wore his suit this morning," she said as she stepped into the wood shack along with Tom.
"I'm glad that you came by, anyway," Tom said with a gentle smile on his face.
Babs giggled and said, "I'm always glad to see you, Tom. Are things busy here?"
"I have everything under control!" he said as he ran his hand lightly over the bulge that was beginning to rise up in the front of his jeans.
"Anything that I can help to take care of?" the girl asked softly.
"You wanna shut the window there and lock the door?" he asked her coyly.
The wooden shutters of the window snapped shut quickly and then the girl turned the lock on the door. There really wasn't that much business which was taken care of in this little shack that was called the office and the man knew that he would not be bothered.
"Now, what was it?" she asked him as she sat on his lap and felt his hard dick rubbing against the flesh of her upper thighs.
He rolled the girl off his lap and pushed her to the floor as he said, "You know, your old man has been treating me pretty lousy!"
"That's the way that daddy talks to everyone. He has a very rough..."
"But I'm pissed off about it!" Tom said, kicking the desk as he paced back and forth.
The girl saw that the man was serious. She reached up and ran her fingers lightly along his calf since she was still down on the floor.
But he pulled away from her as he said, "Do you know what pisses me most of all?"
She shook her head. He was so angry that she didn't dare speak up and say anything.
"I get pissed because the old man dishes it out and I can't say a thing to him!"
"That's terrible," she said in a soft and very sweet voice.
In a flash, he was kneeling down on the floor and he had grabbed the girl by the collar so that he was holding her up from the floor.
"But I can say things to you, can't I?" he hissed in a low tone.
Babs nodded her head quickly and said, "You know that you can say anything that you want to me, Tom! I don't mind at all."
"Strip, girl! I wanna see you naked!" he growled at her.
She quickly pulled her blouse off and revealed the well-rounded boobs that had been pressing anxiously against the cloth. Then she unzipped her skirt and pulled it off as well so that she was left in just the filmy pink panties which matched her flesh.
When the girl reached her fingers into her panties and began to slide them off her well-rounded hips, the man was rubbing on the hard-on Which was still locked inside his pants.
Then she was naked. She played lightly among the hairs of her delicate pussy and she smiled up at Tom in hopes that he would approve of what he saw before him.
"Wipe that grin off your face!" he snapped in a vicious tone. The girl did as she had been commanded and she just looked blankly at the man.
Then he began to smile a wry smile as he said, "Now you may undress me!"
"I may?" she said in a tone which said that she appreciated the man's generosity.
She reached up and began to slide his tight and filthy tee shirt up his washboard stomach. Soon she had revealed the whole sweat-stained chest with the dark nipples protruding up against the olive flesh.
When she reached for his belt, the man slapped her hands and said, "You haven't earned that yet! You have to show me that you are worthy!"
"Y-yes!" Babs said, sweetly. As she spoke, Tom could feel his cock rising up in his pants.
The fact that he had the young daughter of his brutal boss, naked and enslaved to him, was very thrilling for the man.
"You may start on my shoes!" he said, spreading his legs wide.
"Yes, sir," the girl said, just as if that was a natural reaction for her.
She unlaced the filthy work boots and then the man lifted one leg and then the other one so that she could pull the boots off his feet. She slid his filthy white socks down as well.
Then, when he was standing in his bare feet, he made a gesture with his hands and the girl understood that she could take his pants down at that point.
Unzipping the pants, she peeled them off his legs and kept looking at the thick rod that was outlined against the thin white fabric of the man's jockey shorts. His deep complexion was a sharp contrast to the white clean shorts. The only blemish on the whiteness of his underpants was a little stain that had formed right at the point where his cock head was pressing hard against the fabric.
The girl reached up for the waistband, but the man slapped her hand away and said, "You can't use your hands!"
"C-can't? Why can't I use my hands?" she asked softly.
"I said so!" the man snapped very viciously, his eyes searing through the girl's face.
"Y-yes, sir," she said, eventually.
He simply put his hands on his hips and waited for her to figure out the next move. She reached up with her face and pressed her teeth against the stretchy elastic waistband of the underpants.
As she did that, she could feel her upper lip sliding up and pressing against the young man's belly, leaving a big wet spot there. But she did manage to get the underpants in her teeth and eventually she managed to pull the fabric out and away from the man's body and then she tugged them down a little bit.
The girl had to move around to the side of the man's body so that she could pull all the sides of the underpants off. Then she got around behind him and dug her teeth in against his muscular ass cheeks as she slid the underpants, down around the curve of his bottom.
Moving around to the front of his body once again, the girl grasped at the elastic. This time she felt the scratchiness of the man's curly pubic hairs pressing against her upper lip and her gums, but she pulled anyway.
Once she had gotten the white cloth down on the other side of the man's thick cock, she managed to pull it a bit more and then it slid right down his legs.
Kneeling in front of him like that, she looked at the thick prong of his cock and licked her lips in anticipation. Then she opened her mouth and took the head of his dick between her hungry lips.
But as soon as she had done that, the man slapped her on the face and pushed her away. "Who told you that you could do that?" Tom snapped at her.
"I-I'm sorry," she whimpered, looking down at the ground.
Pushing down on the back of her neck, he said, "You haven't earned my cock yet. You know where you can start. If you do a really good job for me then maybe I'll give you a reward. But, you'd better do a good job!"
She kissed the top of his feet and then thrust out her tongue so that she could lick at the top of his feet. Her tongue was sliding across the top of his foot and then her teeth were scraping around at the sides of his ankles.
"That isn't the part that needs to be cleaned!" Tom said in a nasty tone.
"Sir?" she said as a question and looked up for him awaiting the answer.
"Lick it clean. Lick the filthy part of it clean!" he said in a low moan.
With her tongue thrust out, she pressed her gentle mouth muscle in between his big toe and the toe that was next to it. She could feel the sweat and the filth that had built up there from the day of work, but she was enjoying her task.
"Suck on my toes!" he grunted out at the girl.
She took his big toe between her teeth and she sucked her cheeks in hard so that she would be bringing a great deal of pressure against the soft flesh.
Then her tongue traveled along the bottom of his toes and washed each one of them off with loving care. The man could feel the thrills rushing up from his feet to his crotch and then up his spine to his entire body.
"Now you can move up!" he said. "Now you can work your way to my cock!"
The girl was anxious. As her lips slid up the man's leg, she rubbed her teeth lightly against the flesh and then licked and pulled at the hairs on his leg.
Soon her face was right up between his spread legs. She inhaled deeply and enjoyed the scent of the man's crotch so close to her nose.
When she jabbed out her tongue and pressed it against the flesh that was behind the man's balls, he groaned and moaned wildly. She slid her tongue along, anxious to lick up all the foul sweat that was there.
And as her tongue pressed and pushed aside the balls, she eventually cupped each ball in her mouth, one at a time. With the wrinkled flesh of the testicle in her mouth, the girl sucked in her cheeks and sent thrills racing through the man's body.
When she had finished exciting one of the balls, she moved her attention to the other testicle. She pulled on the soft and wrinkled flesh with her teeth and the man turned his head from side to side as he felt the delightful sensations.
Then he cried out, "Suck it now! I want you to suck my cock!"
She pulled her lips away from his balls and she turned her attention to the broad head of his hard-on. Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she took the cock in between her lips and then she slid her head forward.
When the cock head slammed against the back of her throat, the balls slapped pendulously against the girl's chin. She began to move back and forth at a great speed.
And the man was bucking his hips so that he could hump her mouth. Each time that she moved her head back, he would move his hips back as well. Then when she would move her mouth forward, he would slam his hips forward and smash his cock into her mouth with great ferocity and energy.
After a few of these strokes, he grabbed the girl by the back of the head and he slammed his cock deeper into her throat than he had before.
With the entire length of the cock down her throat, she could feel his balls rubbing up against her chin as the egg-shaped testicles seemed to move in their sacs.
Then the base of his cock got even wider than it had been and her lips felt the pressure as the gism zoomed up to the head of the man's dick. His cock head flared out and soon he was shooting load after load of gism down the girl's throat.
Each time that she swallowed his cock juice, her throat muscles were pressing down against his sensitive cock head. The pressure of that was more than the man could stand. He tossed his head back and felt the girl sucking every last bit of gism from his body.
As he slid his cock slowly out of her mouth and splashed the last drops of gism in her face, he laughed and said, "That sort of made up for the way that your father has been treating me! "Then he laughed even louder.
Babs just blinked and looked at the man as she said, "I'm glad."
"Miss Katherine," the maid said. "There's a gentleman here to see you and he says that you were expecting him."
"Tell him that I will see him in the garden," Katherine said.
When the man was led to the garden, he smiled at the beautiful black-haired girl. She turned toward him and acted surprised as she put down the clipper that she had been using on the roses and said, "You must be Mr. Bass."
"You can call me Tony," the young man said, walking down the elaborate stone steps so that he could get nearer to the girl.
"How nice to meet you, Tony," Katherine said, extending her hand toward the man.
He took her hand and said, "This is a real pleasure!"
She looked up and down his body. He was not bad looking. He was built a bit stocky and he had curly brown hair that made him seem somewhat cute and boyish despite the fact that he was in his early twenties.
"Would you like to see our gardens, Tony?" the girl suggested in a sweet tone.
The boy chuckled a little as he said, "I sure would like that, Katherine."
"I understand that you go to the University of New Hampshire."
"Yes, I'm getting my master's degree now," the boy said. Then he chuckled again and added, "I can't tell you how pleased and how surprised I am to meet you."
"Surprised?" she said with a musical tone to her voice. "Whatever do you mean?"
He shrugged his shoulders and then said, "This might sound crazy, but I had heard about you. I mean, people said that you were rather, uh, well, nasty and unpleasant."
Katherine laughed and said, "I'll allow you to make up your own mind on that count."
"Thank you," he said with a broad grin as he walked alongside the girl.
"If you heard such terrible things about me, Tony, why did you want to come here to meet me?" the girl asked in a playful way.
"Well..." the man began to stammer. "When I met your father, he asked me if I wouldn't like to come and meet his daughter, Katherine. I figured that you would be some ugly girl who needed to have her father set her up with boys."
The girl laughed and then said, "But still you wanted to meet me?"
"Well, I didn't want to be impolite to your father!" the boy said, perspiring a bit.
"You mean that my father promised he would help to find you an engineering job when you finished school and you wanted to be nice to him in return?"
"It wasn't that way!" he was quick to say. "Your father didn't make any promises!"
"Let's not talk about it!" she said with a smile on her face and an apologetic tone in her voice. The boy smiled in return and was glad that she had dropped the subject.
When she sat by the tropical fish pond and looked at the boy, he said, "But I did mean what I said. You are a very beautiful girl. But then again, everyone had told me that you were a very beautiful girl, so it's nothing less than I had expected!"
"It was only the part about my personality that had you worried?" the girl asked.
"I'm awfully sorry that I brought it up," he said quickly.
"That's all right." Katherine had a way of sounding, sincere no matter how outlandish the things that she chose to say. She managed to make the boy believe her.
"The only thing that surprises me is that your father wanted me to meet you. I mean, a girl who is as lovely and sweet as you are..."
"You're repeating yourself!" she said to him, with a bit of an icy tone in her voice.
"I'm sorry!" he said softly. "I guess it's your father's old world ways. You probably had a very old-fashioned upbringing and I know how hard that can be with these modern times. If you get my meaning."
"I'm afraid that I don't get your meaning, Tony," the girl said softly.
"Well, there's a sexual revolution going on, but you have a father from Italy who believes in the old ways and who has probably raised you to be very proper."
Katherine laughed and the boy felt a blush forming on his face as he looked at her.
Then she said, "In point of fact, Tony, I am an active part in the sexual revolution, even though that is a phrase which went out of fashion more than eight years ago."
"I'm sorry," the boy said. Then he suddenly realized that the girl had manipulated him into a position where he kept apologizing for things without ever being sure of what he was actually apologizing for. He just smiled dumbly as she rubbed her hand on his.
His breathing was heavy and he looked into her eyes as he said, "You've got me very turned on, Katherine. I don't mind telling you that."
"As long as you don't mind telling me that, would you mind taking your clothes off?"
There was a heat that seemed to be rising through the young man's collar and then he swallowed hard as he said, "You'd like me to take my clothes off?"
She nodded quickly as she said, "You go on the other side of the bushes."
The boy, a thick hard-on in the front of his pants, rushed to the other side of the bushes and said, "Are you gonna take your clothes off on that side of the bushes?"
"I'll get everything ready on this side!" the girl said as she pulled her blouse and skirt off, leaving her black panties and black boots still on.
Peeking through the bushes, she could see the curly hair on the boy's chest. Then she watched as he pulled his pants and shorts down and revealed the thick prong that was standing out straight in front of his body.
"Are you ready?" he called out to her as he rubbed his dick.
"You've got to do what I tell you to do!" the girl shouted to the boy.
"That's okay with me!" he replied with a little bit of a chuckle.
She reached into a little box that she had placed under the bench earlier in the day and she pulled out some things she would need.
In a lilting voice, Katherine called out, "I want you to close your eyes and put your hands out in front of you so that I can give you a big surprise."
"Like this?" he asked, placing his hands together in a position where they would be ready to accept any surprise that the girl wanted to place in them.
"Now, you can't peek. If you peek then I will be very mad at you!" She was speaking with the tone of voice that is used by nursery school teachers.
Tony chuckled and said, "I promise."
Then the girl was standing so close to him that his hard dick was slapping against her leg. She had something in her hands, behind her back. She looked down at his hands and then quickly took the handcuffs that she had behind her back and snapped them around the wrists of the young man who was standing there.
"Hey, what's going on?" he cried out, opening his eyes and trying to pull his hands apart.
"I told you not to peek, fucker!" the girl snarled.
He looked at her as if she were a different person he had not met before. Her voice had grown deeper and thicker and there was a very unpleasant note in the things that she said and the way that she said them.
"Wh-what is this? Is this some kind of joke?" he cried out.
She was waving around shackles that she had for the man's ankles, but when he felt her trying to put them on him, he said, "Cut that out! I want you to let me free!"
"Fuck you!" she snapped, grabbing onto his ankle so that he fell to the ground.
He cried out as he landed across the grass, but by the time that he had composed himself, he looked up and saw that the girl had already fastened the shackles to his ankles.
"Now, let's see you act like a big man!" the girl snarled under her breath.
"Wh-what do you think you're... Why are you doing this?" he gasped.
"I don't like you, Anthony Bass!" the girl said as she circled him.
"What did I ever do to you? I never even met you before today!"
"Shut up, you little twerp!" Katherine said as she smashed the sharp heel of her black boot down against the boy's guts and he curled up in agony as he felt the pressure.
"P-please, don't hurt me! D-don't hurt me!" he pleaded and his voice cracked.
Katherine laughed a hollow and unpleasant laugh as she said, "That is why I can have no respect for you. I knew immediately what you were made of. I knew that you had been a snivelling little creep who had been around my father trying to get a job. And I know that that is the reason why you are here."
Tony was silent as he remained shackled on the ground and the girl in the high black boots was walking around him. Licking her lips, she said, "My father expects me to be interested in men like you! Well, I'm not!"
"Okay! Just let me up and I'll leave!" Tony said in a whimpering voice.
But Katherine was peeling her black panties off. She stood over the young man and she said, "You're not going anywhere until I have my fun."
"F-fun?"
"You're not worthy of me, twerp. But that doesn't stop me from using you!"
He looked up and he could see the beaver of the tall and elegant girl directly over his face. Her shiny leather boots were pressing coldly against his face and she made a point of rubbing the leather along his skin.
Then she quickly squatted down on his face and her snatch pressed against his closed mouth as he struggled to pull away from the girl's body.
"I want to feel that nice, wet tongue pressing into my pussy!" the girl cried out.
But Tony refused to open his mouth at all. Then the girl reached down and grasped at his balls. She dug her sharp fingernails in against the tender flesh of his ball sacs.
"Unless I feel your tongue inside my pussy, I am gonna rip your fuckin' balls off!"
As her nails pressed tightly into the testicles, he opened his mouth to howl out in pain. But the sound of his expression of pain was not heard. The weight of the woman and her moistly spongy pussy flesh on top of his face made it impossible for the young man to utter a sound.
And yet, there was a vibration inside his mouth. His tongue was quivering with the sound that could not be heard. And as his tongue quivered against the moist, wrinkled flesh of the girl's pussy, it sent a thrill through her body.
"I want it inside my pussy! Stick it in me!" she hissed.
Tony pressed his tongue up against the cunt lips and shoved his mouth muscle forward in such a way that he managed to spread the pussy lips apart and gain entry to the tightly clinging vagina. The girl spread her legs even wider so that her cunt lips would spread out even more and allow the boy's tongue to slip inside of her.
But once his tongue was inside her cunt, he could feel the pussy lips slapping shut around the invading mouth muscle. He could not move his tongue at all in the confining tightness of the cunt.
Even though he could not move his tongue in or out of the pussy, he was exerting pressure on his tongue and was flexing and unflexing the captive mouth muscle.
Although these were just small movements compared to those that the boy wanted to make, for the young girl who was sitting on his face, they felt wonderful.
The little bit of flexing and unflexing of his tongue was pressing right down against the girl's clit and sending thrills up and down through her body.
She pulled on his curly hair and pressed his head tightly against her cunt. Then she squeezed her thighs together against the sides of his face and she could feel the bit of roughness that had been left by his razor.
The flesh on the insides of her thighs was so smooth and tautly pulled that the contact with the young man was making her feel like she was rubbing her legs against sandpaper. But she was enjoying that rough contact on her flesh.
Soon, after enough flexing and unflexing, the girl's cunt flesh was moving and writhing around, responding to the pressure of the tongue with a pressure of its own.
And when that happened, the pussy was loosened up enough so that the boy could ram his tongue in and out. He was sliding his tongue up into the pussy as far as it would go and then he was pulling his tongue back out of the hot hole.
When the girl felt that contact and the tongue fucking that the boy was doing, she began to bounce up and down on the tongue that was lodged inside of her body.
And then she pulled on the curly hair of the boy's head so hard that the boy thought she was going to pull it right out of his head. She pressed her twat down against his lips so hard that his nose was stuffed up with wispy black pussy hairs which were making his nostrils itch wildly.
The boy felt the undulating pussy flesh clasping at his tongue as if it wanted to take the tongue captive. He thought that his tongue was going to be ripped out by the roots. There was no way that he could pull his tongue free.
By the time that the girl had finished drooling cunt cream on the boy's tongue and spasming all around the thick muscle, she slid off easily.
Before the boy even realized what had happened, she clasped the handcuffs to one of the legs of the stone bench. Then the boy looked up and saw that the girl was pulling her dress back on. He called out, "Hey, what about me?"
"What about you?" Katherine asked in a snide tone.
"Aren't you going to untie me?" he asked in a gentler way, intimidated by the girl. "No!" she said, flatly.
Then she started to walk away, but the boy called out, "I'll yell for help and one of the servants will hear me and then..."
"The servants are under strict orders not to disturb anything of mine. That includes you. But, just to be sure that you do not annoy anyone with your calls, I shall have to insure your silence," she said as she slipped her panties down her legs and stuffed them into the boy's mouth.
He gagged a little from the combination of sweat, piss and cum that mingled on the panties. But then he found that the more he tried to struggle with the foul gag, the deeper it got imbedded into his throat.
There was nothing that he could do about the chains that were on his hands and his feet. He just watched helplessly as the tall girl in the high black boots walked back through the garden, leaving him naked and with a raging hard-on across his belly.