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| - | '''Random Adventures - Pixie's Punishment'''
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| - | '''Part 6: The Twist - Part 1'''
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| - | '''The Story:'''
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| - | You slowly feel the ropes get undone and before you know it you've been lowered down and remain tied up on the ground. You hear Brooke and Molly talking but they seem to be trying to be quiet for some reason as they slowly release you from the bondage. You give a loud gasp followed by a few somber sobs when they finally pull the cock out from down your throat which they hush you for, and gasp loudly and thankfully when they work the other two large cocks out of your holes. They have to cover your mouth firmly during those. You sprawl out on the floor hardly able to think as they undo the rest of the ropes and you finally end up free blinking and looking up at them. Brooke is looking down at your with an amused, almost loving expression and you can tell she really does like you. You manage a weak smile in return as she runs a hand through your hair but mostly groan as you stretch your tired limbs.
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| - | Then Brooke turns to Molly who you can see is looking with a frown towards the bathroom entrance and motions to Brooke quickly in dismay while packing up the rope and toys haphazardly. You can hear someone arguing at the entrance and by the time you finally manage to sit up you can tell it is Sonya and someone else that you suspect is Tara who seems to want to come in. Finally catching on that the group of you might be in a little bit of trouble you quickly pull your one-piece swimsuit back over yourself even though it never really covered much in the first place. It takes a little while for you to stand and Brooke ends up pulling you over to a shower to clean yourself up with. By the time you walk out looking somewhat normal with Brooke you can hear thunder in the distance and realize there is a light drizzle coming down. You also spot Tara, the other lifeguard, who doesn't look happy.
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| - | This is the first time you get a good look at her; long beautiful blonde hair, full cherry lips, resting bitch face and one hell of a body. She looks like prom queen with a perfectly tanned, athletic body with full, but not too big breasts and an ass that has better shape than it has size yet still quite squeezable and impressive. In the same lifeguard outfit in the rest she looks just as much of a sex toy as you do. Her eyes quickly shoot to you. "And who are you? I don't remember them sending someone else to my pool. You certainly aren't on the schedule." She says, eyes locking and not letting yours go.
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| - | You mumble a few words, stomach falling back into a pit making you do your best not to squirm. Her gaze is so fierce you can't make yourself meet it. Thankfully the others cover and make up some story that you always wanted to be a lifeguard and Brooke lent you one of their suits to let you live the dream. They stumble a bit when Tara demands why you were in the bathroom for the last hour then. You blush a bit realizing it had been that long. You can tell Tara isn't satisfied with their answer but after a moment just rolls her eyes and stalks away towards the gate. "Fuck, I don't really care. Just don't put her on stand and don't tell the guests she is a real lifeguard." And with that she runs out to her car through the rain.
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| - | The others give a few sighs of relief then all look to you as if wondering what to do with you. "Damn, well that ruins our plan." Sonya says then turns to Brooke and gives a devious smile cupping her ass. "Brooke and I are going to head off. Later." She says then snakes that arm around Brooke's waist and starts to lead the two out.
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| - | Brooke giggles but pulls away. "Fuck Sonya, I have to lock up since our manager can't be bothered." She says motioning to Tara. "I'll catch up later." Brooke says and the other three end up walking off. She turns to you when you stand there unsure, still feeling a bit weak. "You too, pussy." Brooke says with a grin looking you up and down. "Tara might of saved you from the real fun, but we'll plan another date." She says with a wink then walks back over to push you against the wall again, lips inches from yours as her hands roam teasingly along your body. "I'll be in touch." She says, then pulls that damned pink collar out of no where and redoes it around your neck. You blush a bit, both from being so close to Brooke again and from being surprised, but end up walking off a bit behind the others after a slap on the ass to get you moving.
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| - | Taking your time and getting soaked for it you eventually get to your car and grumble a bit getting in wet. You'll have to a towel for it when you get home. You stay in your car for a little bit trying to pull yourself together. Your pussy still pulses a bit in pain from being spread so much and your ass twice as much. Thinking back on it, the session wasn't so bad and a lot better than your last encounter with Brooke's friends. You loathe to know what they were going to do with you next however. Before you can pull away, finally starting your car, there is a knock on your window making you jump slightly before looking up.
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| - | Tara is standing there with an umbrella over her, giving you a good glare with her eyes indicating for you to roll down the window. You pause a moment, no idea what you are going to say to her, before looking around. The others have all driven off by now, even Brooke. Damn. You give Tara a nervous look before steeling yourself and lowering the window. "Hey bitch. I know what you were up to." Tara says immediately making you squeak with the pit dropping hard in your stomach again. You start to try and scramble, mouth opening but not finding any words as you look up to her in panic. Stalling your panic Tara puts her free hand up showing she means no harm calming you a little. "Hey, chill. I just want to talk. You mind?" She says, indicating for you to unlock your passenger door. Not knowing what else to do you give in and she walks over and gets inside.
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| - | "I... uh... I don't know what... you think..." You stumble but she cuts you off.
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| - | "Shhh. Man, they've done a number on you." Tara says giving you a slightly worried expression then her face gets a bit softer as she holds your gaze. "Listen, this isn't the first time those sluts have tried to rope someone in. I'm not going to ask how they got you, probably some kind of blackmail I'm guessing," She says pausing and nodding to herself seeing the confirmation in her eyes. "I hate those cunts with a passion, so I'm going to help you out of this. Got it?" She says looking fierce. You just nod slowly not knowing what else to do. Then, to your surprise, you start to cry out of no where as your emotions well up inside you. Before you know it you are in Tara's arms as she holds you while you completely melt down. She soothes you and holds you, petting your hair lightly to calm you although it is obvious something she isn't used to doing. Her hard face is softened, but you can tell it isn't used to that either. This is a woman who doesn't take any crap from anyone and for some reason you open up to her. You spill it all and she listens silently.
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| - | After you finally recover and sit back up Tara takes a long breath then nods to herself again. "Ok, here is what is going to happen. You are coming home with me." She holds up a hand to cut off your protests. "No arguing. Just follow my car. I'll cause a scene if I see you not following." She warns then steps out of the car. While you consider doing just that a few times you do end up following her sheer force of will and follow her home. Of course she is another rich only child that lives in the same neighborhood so the drive isn't far.
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| - | No one is home and she tells you that her parents are in their vacation house for the summer. To your surprise the two of you spend the next hour just chilling like friends. She tells you that she really needs you to calm down and despite being a bit of a bitch, not just having the perfect face for it, you decide you actually quite like her. She is someone who doesn't let anyone stand in her way and always speaks her mind. She has a very low opinion of Brooke and her friends which you share, except for Brooke. You can't help but still having a crush on your mistress. Eventually you get into talking about how to get you out of this and she says its simple. All you need to do is get blackmail on them in return and it'll cancel out. If they ruin your life then you'll ruin theirs. They just graduated and would be just as devastated by naughty things being sent to everyone they know and their colleges. All you have to do is tell Tara when you meet up and she'll work with some cameras to get the necessary videos. She orders them right in front of you. You are amazed she is helping you so much but she just says she has always hated them and that's reason enough.
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| - | After you both figure everything out to your shock she pulls out a small black leather strap used for spanking and raises an eyebrow at you. "So, do you want to experience a real mistress? Those sluts are just posers and don't know what they are doing. I do." She says brimming with confidence. You don't doubt her for a second.
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| - | "I... uh... hmmm." You find yourself saying, blushing as you suddenly imagine her naked. Somehow during this entire time you never really thought of doing any of this with her. Damn, is everyone into bondage? Tara is pretty hot... but you find yourself shaking your head. "Maybe not tonight." You say. This is all too much for you too quickly and she nods.
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| - | "Good choice. But I hope you don't mind me texting you a bit. I'd hate for you to give it all up because of these clowns." She says putting the strap away.
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| - | "I'd... like that." You find yourself saying. You feel your heart flutter a bit as you end up back in your car driving home. You realize in a panic that Brooke has text you a few times and quickly respond but she isn't asking about anything important. She says she likely won't be able to have fun with you until next weekend at the soonest but will text you from time to time. You act like the dutiful slave girl you are.
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| - | The next day you go to work and go through the week like normal. Well, normal for you. Instead of Brooke being your online leader you end up taking commands from Tara instead. You start with a few pictures and videos but it doesn't take long for you to end up in a webcam session with Tara. She lets you see her, quite refreshing compared to always being in the dark when you had these sessions with Brooke. Seeing Tara, in a hot leather corset and mistress outfit, really turns you on.
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| - | "Did you hear me Pixie?" You hear, snapping out of staring at her.
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| - | "Oh..." You mumble, registering what she said quickly. "Yes mistress. I'm a dirty little slut, mistress." You say, leaning back on the bed with your legs spread, completely naked, starting to slowly masterbate in front of Tara. "I'm your dirty little whore who likes to get fucked." You say talking dirty and playing with yourself like she commanded. It isn't hard to get yourself turned on watching her throught the screen as your fingers slowly work over your clit in slow, smooth circles. And you've never had too much problem talking dirty. Well, you say that. It seems to matter who you are with. Some people you just can't do it with. You definitely can with Tara. "Use this useless little whore." You say with a soft moan, starting to get quite wet.
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| - | "Stop." Tara suddenly commands. She waits for you to stop then gives you a stern look. "Get on all fours and show me that thick ass of yours. And grab that paddle. I AM going to do whatever I want with this useless whore. And I think this whore needs a hard spanking to get that grin off of her face." She commands giving you a cool look.
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| - | You did not realize you had a smile on your face. Blushing a bit and feeling silly you grab the large, thick ping pong paddle bondage toy and get on all fours positioning your ass towards the webcam showing off your wet slit and quite shapely and muscled ass to Tara. You can't help but grin again when Tara bites her lips lightly at the sight but she catches you and frowns. You are in for it now.
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| - | "Every time I tell you to, you will spank yourself Pixie. You will it do it firmly, and you will be punished more if I feel you are holding back. Now, first one, begin." She says with a commanding tone. You bring the paddle down on your ass and immediately grimace realizing you didn't bring it down very hard. That would have been good enough for Brooke but you can tell Tara knows better. Her eyebrow raises but she only says "Again." You do it a bit harder this time, a small spike of pain lancing across your ass from the blow. You really do have a pretty well-cushioned ass, all of that working out really paid off. It's not your fault you have to spank yourself so hard and it isn't easy in this position. "Again." You do it a bit harder and give a small grunt. That one stung, and you found a better way to hold the paddle for more force. Fuck. "Again." The paddle comes down hard on your ass again and it slowly starts to turn red. Tara is relentless and makes you spank one ass cheek until it is quite red before simply swapping to the next one and going all over again. By the time you are done you are trembling in pain a bit and gasping at each blow. Fuck this is starting to hurt, but you do your best.
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| - | Tara then makes you pull out some clothes pins which you dread and has you face her again. One by one they go on along your body, around your breasts and onto your nipples which gets a bit of a cry out of you they are so sensitive. Up your thighs is even worse and you cry out when they clamp on your pussy lips. Thankfully she spares your clit. She then commands you to touch yourself again and you do so gladly, staring at the webcam while the clothes pins sticking up from you waggle slightly as you move. You start to moan again quickly, the sensations of pain mixing quite well with the pleasure. "Take one off then continue." Tara instructs.
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| - | Damn. Getting wet again you take one off from your thigh that was really bothering you and grit your teeth hard as a surge of pain floods into the area. Fuck you've forgotten how much that hurts. Brooke never had you use those much. "Another." Tara says and you take off another while still rubbing your increasingly eager pussy. You take them all off one by one until you take off the final one from your nipple and cry out in pain, eyes teared up by now desperate to cum and begging for it. "Do not cum. You can stop now." Tara commands making you give a cry of dissapointment as you slowly bring your hand away from your clit.
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| - | Instead of letting you finish there Tara has you get out your silicone dildo on a small body and lower yourself on it with your ass pointed towards her giving her a great view of your hot little bothered pussy taking the cock working down to the base. You then have to pick up the paddle and start spanking yourself again and begging to cum as you ride it for her putting on quite the show. You can see her lean back and start running a vibrator along herself and watches with a smile this time. "You can finish after I do. Don't stop begging or spanking yourself." She orders then goes at it watching you.
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| - | You blush deeply, never really experienced anyone enjoying watching you have fun like this so much. You know Brooke did, but there is something about actually seeing it. You push your pussy up and down the thick cock below you moaning as you work it up and down desperate to please Tara and to cum. You beg like the little slut you are and keep bringing down the paddle on your thick ass until it is quite red and pulsing with pain. Just as your moans start to grow loud you start to hear hers and immediately feel pleasure well up in your body. Fuck, you have to hold off! God damn does she have a hot moan. You pound your own pussy with the cock riding it hard and spanking yourself even harder you are so into it and when Tara finally cries out in pleasure you wait another second or two before dropping the paddle and riding the cock like a mad woman pushing your pussy all the way down and gripping hard as you spasm in pleasure just to pull yourself back up just to plunge back down. Your hand flies to your clit and rubs fiercly as the sensation mixes with the lingering pain from your sore ass and you cum hard fucking the fake cock until you finally collapse trembling violently in pleasure and moaning loudly.
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| - | While you normally would have rested there with a very satisfied smile for some time, there is suddenly a loud bang on the door and a yell telling you to stop watching porn from your mom. She tries the handle but thankfully you locked it. Panicking you quickly get up and yell back at her until she goes away. After your nerves settle you confront Tara on the webcam blushing a bit and she just has a bit of a grin. "That will be enough for tonight I think. Very hot, Pixie. I'm glad that slut Brooke fumbled so hard and let me have you." She says as if that is a sure thing already. "See you tomorrow." She says then the webcam goes dark.
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| - | You plop back on your bed breathing a little hard before shifting and turning around to lay on your front, your ass pressed against the bed a bit too painful. That was quite fun, and more what you are looking for than the way Brooke and her friends are treating you. Of course, if it was just Brooke you'd be happy. Or just Tara. Or both. Can you have both, and not the friends? A woman can dream. You freeze as you glance at your phone lighting up and see you have a text from Brooke. Fuck, she better not suddenly want another session right after you had one with Tara. You couldn't hide that. You feel as if you are holding your breath as you reach over to see what she sent you.
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