The Nanny

THE NANNY

Jo gets a brief encounter with the daughter this evening, just the two of them as Jo continues to meet the family one on one.

Chapter Six

       Jo finishes bathing herself in the shower, soothing the bruises and welts crisscrossing her naked flesh, aching but not breaking the skin.  Stepping from the open shower stall, she appreciates the consolation of being without any cuffs or collar on her naked body as she’s   handed a white, supple towel from the escort who set on the stool and kept an unobstructed vigilance on her from start to finish.  Softly whispering, “Thank you… Sir!”  She keeps her head lowered as he reaches toward her soaked breasts.

       “You think she worked ‘em pretty good, don’t you?”  He asks.  “Actually you’ll probably not even have any bruises in a day or so, even though it stings pretty good right now, doesn’t it?”  He continues with almost a tinge of sympathy in his voice as he cups her right breast, glancing at the faint welts as she begins drying herself off.  A smaller hand towel in his hand, he begins swiping and dragging the cloth across her sore breasts as she straightens and glances toward his hand.  “You know the rules.”  He grins.  These tits and that pussy are off limits to you!... Even after she’s given ‘em a pretty good whippen!... I guess it’s up to me to dry ‘em off.  Damn… I guess everyone has to sacrifice something around here.”  Smiling, he slides the towel down across her stomach. “Spread!”  He orders s as he slips the towel between the slit between her thighs as her hips quiver, again swiping back and forth, all the way across the crack of her butt cheeks.

       “Oh… By the way, Madam buzzed me while you were showering.”  He offhandedly remarks.  “The girl gets to meet you next…. Alone for just a little while tonight… Then later, her brother gets you before bedtime.  The girl’s waiting in her room for you now.”

       Keeping her head lowered while continuing to wipe her back and shoulders, her arms raising above her head with both breasts swaying as the towel fluffs through her hair, she mutters, “Yes Sir, okay.”  Her voice seems calm, almost in an unconcerned tone.  Inside, her stomach again churns as her heart picks up a beat.  She can’t help wondering what’s next with the girl, then the brother.

       Dried and still nude, Jo glances toward him with the towel out in her hand.  Taking it and dropping both towels in the hamper, he steps into the bedroom and glances around.  “One thing, Jo… You do get nice digs here, don’t you?”

       Glancing around the bedroom it resembles something out of Home and Garden with the one difference being obvious cameras mounted high up on several walls, all rotatable on their mounts.  “Yes… It is nice, Sir.”  She again practically whispers while glancing toward him as he’s picking up the chocker and wrist cuffs while nodding toward her hands.  Reaching out, she watches as he slips the cuffs across her wrists before stepping behind her to slip the chocker collar around her neck.  She lets him lift left her arm above her head as she bends her elbow to allow the wrist cuff to be fastened to the collar.  Her right arm’s lifted above her and crossed behind her neck with that cuff secured to the collar forcing her breasts outward.  Her shoulders arched back with her arms crisscrossed, she steps toward the door as he opens it and nods for her to step past him into the hallway.

       Pointing her toward her left while nodding, he mutters, “That door there at the end of the hallway?  That’s her room.  It’s close to yours.”  Stepping aside and walking down the hall while trailing behind her, he grinningly orders, “Keep your hands behind your head like that and let those sore titties bounce free!... Keep your elbows and butt pushed back too!... Hear me?”

       Hearing his order, she barely hesitates as she slowly nods her head while slightly slowing her walk as she interlocks her fingers tighter across her damp hair.  Biting her lip and pushing her tummy out while thrusting her elbows and buttocks back simultaneously, she murmurs, “Yes….. Sir!”  Glancing up at the red lights flickering on the cameras mounted from the ceiling she realizes the hall’s under surveillance too.

       As she approaches the door he watches from behind as her breasts sway, their outer globes spreading outward from the sides of her back, just below her shoulders as her waist tapers to her curving hips, the perfect hour glass silhouette with a nice little slot between her legs.

       Stopping in front of the door, next to a chair and table with magazines on it, he taps a couple times, silently waiting while glancing Jo up and down.  The door opens with the girl in a full black cotton robe partially open, her breasts and vagina partially exposed.  Glancing toward him while smiling she coos, “Thanks, you’ll be out here when we’re done, okay?”  Also quickly glancing Jo up and down, her eyes obviously have a gleam, her lips pouty.  Glancing up at Jo’s hands cuffed behind her neck, she orders, “In here, and… Stay like you are… Barbie!”

       Stepping inside, Jo hears the door shut behind her as the girl’s hand grips hers.  “What’s your name again?”  The girl asks.

       Blinking, taking a breath, Jo bites her lip, answers, “Barbie… It’s Barbie!”

       “Okay, that’s one.”  The girl scolds.  “Barbie… What?”

       “Barbie… Mis… Mistress?”  She answers, hoping that’s what she wants to be called.

       “Mistress…. Hum… Mistress, yeh… I like that… Barbie!”  The girl answers, lowering her hand, stepping in front of ‘Barbie’ while glancing her over.  “Yea, Barbie… I really do love these titties, even with those little welts!”  She grins as she cups and bounces the fleshy globes up and down in her palms.  “I thought about you all last night!... I couldn’t wait until it was my turn to play with you tonight!”

       Stepping over and climbing onto her bed, huge and fluffy, she bounces on it as she turns and kneels on the bedspreads while ordering, “Come over here!”

       Thinking to herself the rooms probably even twice as big as the plush one she was given, stepping over by the bed with her hands twisting behind her head, she watches as the girl pushes her chest out while spreading and dropping her robe off her back, onto the bed.  Her slender body tanned with her long black hair straight hanging across her back, Jo can’t help thinking the girl’s actually incredibly sexy, one of the rare girls who probably even look better naked then with clothes on.

       Raising her arms above her head while thrusting her chest out and her butt back, the girl glances down while smiling.  “Well, what you think?... No whip marks like yours, huh!”  Shaking her well proportioned breasts back and forth, she giggles as she glances back toward Jo, then back toward her own spread, slender thighs.  Reaching down and spreading the folds of her labia open while thrusting her pubic mound outward, she shows off the thin wisp of pubic hair vertical with her slit.  “Look, no whip marks down here either!”  She grins while glancing back toward Jo.  “Come on over here, stand next to me!”

       Obeying, stepping next to the bed, dumbfounded more then anything while facing the girl, she feels almost foolish, yet can’t help thinking to herself that the girl really is cute, if a little nutty.

       “Okay Barbie… Here’s the deal.”  The girl becoming a little more serious speaks.  Mother wants me to learn how to be a Dom… Domatice.. Domex… Hell, what’s it called?”

       A Dominatrix… Mistress.”  Jo answers, helping without trying to being insulting.

       “Yea, that’s it… A Domintress!”  The girl smiles.  “Thanks!... Anyway, she’s going to teach me with you… But really, that’s the only time I really have to hurt you badly… You know what I mean?”

       “Yea… Yes Mistress!”  Jo nods, standing motionless while still watching the girl grinning, spreading herself.  Thinking what else she can say, remembering how the girl asked about whipping her while at the hanger, Jo asks, “Thank you!... But… I thought you asked your mother… Madam … If you got to hurt me too!”

       “Oh yea!”  The girl answers.  I will!  But, only badly with Mother!  That was to make her happy… And… And with Mother… I will have fun hurting you… You know?”

       “Yes… Yes Mistress… Okay.”  Jo answers, thinking how crazy everything is, and seeming to be getting even more insane.

       “Good!”  The girl smiles.  “When we’re alone I’ll just hurt you a little bit!  Maybe more then a little sometimes!... Just for fun!... Okay Barbie?  Now… Let’s play!”

       “What?” Jo asks.  “Play what?”

       Smiling, the girl shakes her head.  “Jump up here on the bed… And let’s start by eating each other’s pussy out!... Let’s do a sixty-nine!... Come on… I want you to make me cum!... I know you’re not allowed to!”

       Staring, her mind almost in a daze, Jo answers.  “Can… Can you take my hands…. Down?”

       “Oh no, sorry… Mother’s rules for now… The cuffs stay on!”  The girl answers while playfully lowering her arms, laying her hands on the bed with her palms down, hunching her back while spreading her legs.  “Come on, climb under me, Barbie!... Under my pussy!”

       Stepping forward while pressing her elbows together, sliding across the bed, Jo turns on her back and slides under the girl.  Wiggling, to position her self, Jo’s face practically touches the girl’s spread vulva, noticing it’s practically hairless, as she jolts, feeling the girl’s tongue give a sudden lap across her sore clit.

       “Mother gave it to you pretty good!  Huh Barbie?”  The girl, raising her face, comments as she traces a fingertip over a couple of the welts

       “Yea… Yes Mistress, pretty good, by everyone so far!”  Jo answers.

       Another long, slow lap of her tongue across Jo’s already twitching clit and the girl raises her head again and traces her fingertip across another welt on Jo’s breast, asking, “How’s it feel… To… To have your titties whipped like that, Barbie?”

       “Huh… Jo asks, staring into the tight slit just above her face, the labia folds virtually flat and smooth. “It … It hurts, Mistress!”  She answers as she tilts her head off the mattress, flicks the tip of her tongue across the inside creases of the girl’s vulva.

       “Ohhh!”   The girl squeals, her hips flinching as she reaches down and grips Jo’s labia, pulling the folds upwards toward her lips.  “That feels sooooo Good!”

       Flattening her head back on the bed with her lips still parted and the tip of her tongue poked out, Jo feels a firm tug as the girl’s finger circles the nub of her swelling clit, presses against her thumb.

       “I’m going to pinch it!”  The girl whispers as she presses her thumb and finger across Jo’s clit.  “I’m going t pinch kinda hard too!  Hurt you just a little, you know, just to start with!... That’s okay with you, isn’t it?”

       Not wanting to answer yes, yet almost afraid not too, Jo mumbles, barely more then a grunt.  “Yes… Yes Mistress… That’s okay.”

       Smiling, glancing toward Jo’s clit, the girl squeezes and tugs, then pinches.

       “Ooooohhh!.... Not so hard… It’s so sore!” Jo moans as she twists her cuffed hands behind her collar while arching her chest out while drawing her elbows back.

       “I’m going to twist a whole lot harder then that!… Twist it with my fingernails!”  The girl giggles.  Taking a breath while releasing the nub, she slides her fingernail and thumbnail deeper onto the swelling clit, pinching the tender flesh between her nails.

       “Oh God!…. Oh God!!”  Jo grunts, her hips trembling as her torso arches further outward, her breasts pressing against the girl’s legs.  “It hurt… You’re hurting me!!”  She cries as she rocks her hips up off the bed, arching backwards.

       Tilting her head and glancing down, the girl releases her fingertips and slips off of Jo’s naked body.  Twisting around on the bed, she orders, “Lay still!”  Sliding her left arm across the bed while laying her hand across Jo’s up thrust elbows, she slides her right hand up across Jo’s stomach, laying her face next to her right breast.  Slipping her fingers between the global melons while gripping the firm tit flesh across the visible welts, she tugs Jo’s breast toward her mouth.  Spreading and sliding her full lips around the tan areola, she licks the nub of the bruised nipple with her curling tongue as she glances toward Jo’s face.  “Does this hurt?”  Again firmly squeezing her fingers and flicking her tongue, softly sucking on Jo’s trembling breast, the girl herself softly moans with each subtle flick and each gentle suck between her moist lips without waiting for an answer.

       Lying motionless with her eyes closed and her head resting in the palms of her cuffed hands, Jo lets the soothing sensation of her aching breast being manipulated resonate throughout her chest like warm, tingling ripples as she reflexively arches her back while thrusting her breast toward the girl’s flicking tongue, all the while hoping she doesn’t bite down.  A couple minutes of the girl’s mouth sucking on her breast and Jo feels the slightest caress of fingertips gently slipping upwards across her inner thigh and begin flicking across her pubic mound.

       “Spread your legs, Barbie… Tug your feet up together.”  Jo hears the girl’s soft voice.  “Spread that pussy open for me!”

       Slowly sliding her feet together while bending her knees, Jo gently raises her feet until they touch together with her heels practically shoving against her spread thighs.  Her vagina gapped open, she feels the girl’s lips and tongue manipulating her nipple as the fingertips glide downward, between the fleshy labia folds and across her protruding clit.  Unable to control her hips from trembling, Jo cups the back of her tilted back head with the palms of her cuffed hands as she tilts her chest toward the girl’s mouth while softly flexing her thighs off the bed.

       “You’re getting worked up real good, huh Barbie?”  The girl smirks as she raises her face and smiles, still fingering the swelling clit with her thumb while sliding the first two fingers into the moist slit.  “Don’t cum on me!... Understand?”  She grins as she lowers her head, sliding her face across Jo’s flattened stomach, resting her left ear on Jo’s pubic mound while tilting her head and letting her tongue slide across the tip of Jo’s engorged clit.

       “Oooohhh…  Yesssss…. Yesssss Mistess!!!”  Jo moans while arching her hips with each flick of the girl’s tongue across her bare clit along with the fingers sliding in and out of her moist slit.  “Ooooohhh! That feels so good!!!” She whines as she tilts her head back in her hands, feeling the rumbling already, the long overdo climax as her vagina begins to tremble, releasing her pre cum.

       “Opps!”  The girl smirks as she slips her sticky fingers out of Jo’s moist slit.  Harshly pressing the swollen nub between her fingernail and thumbnail, she raises her head to look up at Jo’s flushed face.  “You’re already almost ready to spurt, Barbie!... Stop!”

       “Aggghhhhhh!”  A harsh pinch and Jo’s legs almost straighten as her hips buck. The soothing pleasure is again the searing pain encompassing her tortured clit.  Tears welling in her eyes, she keeps both tightly shut as she reflexively stiffens her entire body.

       “Okay Barbie, sit up on the bed… Cross your legs… Now!”  The girl’s voice sounds scolding, “Watch me!”

       Opening her eyes, leaning upright on the bed as instructed, Jo crosses her legs while sitting straight across from the girl, watching her do the same thing.

       Facing toward one another, the girl smilingly glides her hands up across her own slender waist, toward her arched out chest.  Sliding her fingers underneath her firm, highly mounted breasts, she begins manipulating both nipples with her index fingers.  “This feels so good Barbie!”  She grins as she melds the firm flesh causing her already pointy nipples to harden and swell even more.  Glancing down, licking a finger, she glides it around and across her swollen areola and nipple while she again glances toward Jo’s flushed face.

       Sliding her other index finger slowly between her pouty lips, licking it, the girl slips it down between her own breasts and toward her spread thighs as she stares silently into Jo’s eyes.  Still tweaking the nipple, licking her moist lips, she glides her glistening finger from her thigh, straight into her spread slit.  “Ohhhhhh!!!... Barbie!!!!”  Ohhh.. God…Yes!”  She moans while smirking, her finger gliding in, then out of her tight vagina, her thumb tweaking her clit, her nipple bulging between her fingertip and thumbnail as she softly rocks on the bed in front of the obviously frustrated Jo.  Again grinning, her finger sliding deeper and slower into her moist slit, the girl slowly shakes her head back and forth while nibbling on her lower lip, “Wouldn’t you like to be doing yours too, Barbie?  Oh God, this feels so good!”  She grunts.  “Want me to rub your clit for you!  Suck on that tittie some more?   Get you off… Do you? Oooohh!... Too bad… Barbie!”

       Jo just frustratingly watches, sitting with her hands cuffed behind her neck, her nipples thick and hard, her womb tingling, aching as she just sits while feeling the moisture off her spread cuntlips seeping onto the bedspread as she reflexively grinds her thighs across the bed.

       Falling back across the mattress, the girl begins humping her fist, pinching her nipple as her flattened stomach ripples.  Twisting her head against the mattress, she arches her hips while releasing her nipple and tightly squeezing her thrust out breast, moaning, “Oooh God!... Oh God… Ohh Goddd!” Jamming three fingers in her tight slit, twisting and tugging again on her nipple, her breathe becomes raspy, her hips flexing as she continues masturbating herself in front of Jo while grunting, “Oh yes…. Barbie… This feels soooo damn good!... Oh yes!”

       Watching the erotic demonstration being performed in front of her by the girl, feeling the bedding swaying under her crossed legs with her spread vagina feeling every quiver of the mattress, Jo bites her lip while clenching her fingers into tight fists behind her head.  Feeling her thighs quivering, her own stomach hollowing as she breathes heavier, Jo frustratingly tries to rock on the bed with the same motion as the girl’s, trying to scrape her trembling vulva against the mattress covers.

       “Ahhhhhh!!... Aaaaaggggggghhhh!!!... Oooohhhhhhh!!!... Yes… Yeh …Yesssssss!”  The girl’s quivering voice becomes louder, halting as her hips jerk, her abs rippling, her stomach muscles tightening as she twists her head from side to side, then lays motionless on her back.  “Oh my God, Barb… Oh yes!”  Turning her face toward Jo’s while staring through her hazing eyes, the girl smiles.  “Damn!  That really felt good!... You should try it!”

       Resting a couple minutes, slowly kneeling on the mattress, the girl again faces Jo while cupping both her own breasts in the palms of her hands.  “I could probably masturbate for you a couple more times tonight Barbie…. You like that?  Well, do you?”

       Frustrated, wanting so badly to be able to touch, relieve her self, yet somehow actually being turned on by the little tramp’s display, herself aching for an orgasm, Jo just slowly nods her head up and down while whispering, “Yes… Yes Mistress I’d like that!”

       “Well, maybe tomorrow sometime!”  The girl giggles while jumping up off the bed, bouncing toward the door, naked.  Turning the knob, swinging the door open, she smiles at the escort setting relaxed in the chair, scanning through a magazine.  “All done for tonight!”  She blurts, “Take her, she’s yours!”

       Standing, glancing toward the naked girl, he starts past her as she steps against him. Tiptoeing while whispering toward his ear, she glances toward a camera up on the hallway wall with the red light on.  “You know you’re going to fuck me sooner or later, don’t you?”  Stepping back against the hallway wall, cupping her breasts, she steps aside.  Still smiling toward him, she calls out, “Okay Barbie, we’re done for tonight, go with him to Bubby’s room.  I’ll see you tomorrow, with Mother, for my first lesson with you!... Okay?”

End Part Six