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Kelsea knew she was in shock. Her mind replayed each individual moment, every split-second view, all playing at once. Each excruciating second. Unable to focus, Kelsea’s body moved instinctively. Goosebumps traveled across her skin, even as it gleamed with sweat from the late afternoon sun. She traveled in silence, reflexively moving towards home without any conscious thought to each turn. She just let the pearl-white Jeep guide her home while she panicked. This isn’t happening. This can’t be happening. She steadied her breathing by trying to clear her mind and focus on something that until this moment in her life, she never had to think about. Inhale… Exhale. Inhale… Exhale. She threw the Jeep into park a second too early in the driveway as the 4×4 stopped abruptly.In a daze, Kelsea wound her way to her bedroom. She immediately untied her flannel and dropped it to the hardwood floor unceremoniously. Bending at the waist, she reached down to peel off one of the brown leather boots. After a few seconds of struggling and one hop, she managed to remove it and let it fall to the floor. The soles of the boots clanged and echoed, dirt and grime falling from the leather onto the floor. She removed the second much more easily but just as loudly as she dropped the boot next to its pair. The peeled off her tank top and let the cotton fabric fall across the dirty boots on the floor. Her socks followed, again after a bend at the waist, a hand resting against the wall for balance. She reached behind her with both hands, unclasping a baby pink, silky lacey bra at her back. Kelsea could not think, like her brain experienced system overload and rebooted.She just knew reflexively that she needed to shed her skin. Those grimy boots, those dirty socks, this bra for crying out loud, they strangled her. Dani rightfully guessed that Kelsea wore a B cup when her breasts blossomed into a full C. And it had to go. Lines grooved into her soft silky skin from the fabric-covered metal wires of her bra were finally freed to breathe and return to normal. Her hands went to her breasts, she cupped them briefly with a light massage, as if trying to return normal blood flow in her body. Her fingertips then briefly traveled the grooves left from her bra and traced them, without looking, working by feel. Then she unbuttoned her blue denim shorts and with a wiggle pulled them over her rear and down her thighs, letting them fall from her knees to her ankles and stepping out of them. This she did and she began taking two steps to the bathroom. She absentmindedly added them to the pile of clothing she left behind with a toss.Stepping into the bathroom, she began to remove her panties, her favorite cut from Victoria’s Secret. She preferred the soft cotton fabric material but also owned the same style in lace. Her fingers traced just underneath the trim at the waist from her abdomen under her belly button to her hips. She looked down at what she was doing for the first time since entering her bedroom. She saw the cotton front panel of her cheeky-cut panties contained evidence of what transpired with Dani and on the ride home in her Jeep. Fucckkkk, I can’t believe that made you so wet, she thought as she peeled them off, hands following their removal all the way to her ankles then over her feet. She tossed the wet panties into the bathroom corner. She looked down at the marble sink. She steeled her nerves to look at herself in the mirror. After a sigh, she looked at her reflection. She looked herself in the eyes. God, what have you done? God, what are you doing?She let her gaze move down to her breasts, her tan, pink nipples puffy with evidence of new fat and too much estrogen pumping through her chest. She pinched her nipples, a bit hard, as if trying to wake herself from this nightmare. Even as she panicked, she admired herself. Only this morning she woke and confidently strolled through her morning. She liked what her body had so recently transformed her into. She was confident, she was hot. Now looking at herself, she still looked the same. But she felt completely different. This body no longer belonged to her. Neither did this mind, these thoughts. They all belonged to someone else now. Fuck, what do you have in mind for me, Dani?Another exhale in a long, dramatic sigh and she moved to the shower, turning the water on, then pulling the lever for the showerhead, and adjusting the temperature to hot, but not too hot. Just what she liked. Steam filled the bathroom quickly, the mirror fogging in minutes. She stepped in softly, one foot at a time stepping over the small threshold. She stepped under the water and allowed the warmth to seep through her skin. She closed her eyes, then faced the showerhead directly, rubbing the skin of her forehead briefly with her fingertips before adjusting her head and guiding the water down her hair with her hands. She shampooed and conditioned her hair in a silent ritual. She lathered her body, lingering only a few extra seconds on the most sensitive areas on her body. She washed off with a fresh coat of water until all possible remnants of shampoo, conditioner, or soap were removed from her hair and skin.Then she removed the showerhead from the wall and began to let it travel over the front of her body, barely a pretense as to what she desired. She let the water cascade over her chest, softly kneading her swollen flesh. She then changed the setting of the showerhead into more of a Jetstream than a waterfall and Tokat Escort let the water hit directly on one nipple, then the other. One hand holding the waterspout moved down her stomach, heading to that bundle of nerves on fire between her legs. One hand remained to pay attention to each of her breasts. She could not focus on any one moment. Each scene played too fast, concentrating on anything specific, impossible. It was more of a general mood. A feeling, a vibe.Only moments later, her entire body quivered as she moaned loudly through a powerful orgasm through a delightfully simple combination of two parts hydrogen, one part oxygen, and human engineering. Her breasts jiggled as her lungs heaved and the crest of a wave slammed through her body. She bit her bottom lip, then licked the nibble with her tongue as each wave of the orgasm hit with increasing intensity. She came for almost a minute, the last twenty seconds of which she did not take a breath, she did not move, she simply let the water jet against her swollen clit and forced her body to still completely and take it. The painful pleasure of constant pressure against her most private and sensitive of areas caused her to finally remove the jet stream and shudder, heaving deep breaths to recover as she leaned a shoulder against the marble tile to regain her balance.After a full minute of leaning against the wall, frozen, keeping the stream of water focused on the corner of the shower, missing her body entirely. Finally, her senses somewhat returned, she replaced the showerhead and turned off the water. A deep breath and she began to lather her right leg with cream from ankle to hip. She proceeded to sit at the edge of the tub and shave first one leg, then the other. After washing off her legs with a quick once-over of shower water, she dried off what water remained and headed to check her phone on the sink counter. No notifications. Placing the phone back, a hand absentmindedly rubbed the soft skin on the puffy, detecting soft tufts of new pubic hair. She looked down to confirm what she felt. If she wanted, she could shave. Why am I worried what this looks like tonight?Deciding not to linger on that thought, she quickly made the decision to move back to the shower. She smooth cold shaving cream onto her puffy mound, guided her razor to move with the grain of her hair, and shaved herself completely smooth. This time when she used the showerhead to wash her now smooth teen pussy, she lingered with conscious thought. She failed to stop the thoughts flashing through her mind. She still needed more. Still sitting on the edge of the tub, she spread her legs. She turned the water down and allowed it to tease against her nipples. She let her off hand explore the folds in between her labia to confirm. Her pink slit glistened with juices. She teased some of the mess directly onto her little clit and began to rub in circles.After warming herself up, she turned up the jet and aimed. Her eyes closed while her lips parted. Her mouth opened a bit more. This time she concentrated, and only one scene played out over and over. She pinched her tits firmly one at a time as she pictured Dani in the shadowed sunlight in the grey barn. She moved a hand to her face and kissed her fingertips as she remembered licking and slurping her and Danielle’s combined spit, the feeling of warm liquid sliding down her throat as she swallowed. It took a few minutes but when she concentrated on the look on Dani’s face as she watched Kelsea lick clean her own palm. She came to the hungry expression on Danielle’s face.A minute later, finally satiated, Danielle moved to the sink, still naked. She rubbed a hand across a few spots on the mirror, wiping away fog into larger water droplets at the corners. Her face flushed with warmth, from the warm shower water and both orgasms. She toweled her hair, then blow-dried and straightened her blonde highlights. Her fresh firm breasts bounced with the movement of her arms at task. She put on a robe, walked through her bedroom to the closet, and began removing clothing possibilities for tonight. After sparing a few moments of attention to how some of these clothes could come together, she returned to her bathroom to apply her makeup. She moisturized and got her things together. After some targeted applications of concealer, she layered the foundation to her look with a light touch. A tiny taste of blush. Kelsea went easy with the smokey taupe eye shadow, then came water-proof mascara and eyeliner. She added some shadow to her brows. She dusted on her setting and kissed her reflection in a reflexive habit. She could not help brief confusion flashing over her face. She felt she did not deserve a kiss and she did not like someone as low as her trying to kiss her. God, you’re dumb.Her phone rang, a loud and unfamiliar sound echoed in the bathroom. She looked at her phone to see it communicate that Miss Dani was calling. She tapped the phone screen and placed it to her ear.“Hello?”“Hello, Miss Dani you mean, slut.”“Hi, Miss Dani,” came Kelsea’s reply.“Good girl, that’s better. You’ll get used to it. And you better be quick to do so. Are you ready?”“I’ve done my hair and make-up but still need to put together an outfit.”“Okay. I’ll be there in five. Be dressed and ready when I arrive. And Kelsea?”“Yes?”“You better look really sexy for me tonight.”“Okay, I will.”Only silence answered her from Danielle’s end. Kelsea briefly panicked Tokat Escort Bayan before remembering.“I will, Miss Dani.”“See you soon.”*****“Absolutely not,” came Dani’s first words as she entered Kelsea’s bedroom. She looked up and down and decided she did not like how her new toy dressed. “That’s not sexy. That’s boring. It shows no skin, it doesn’t accentuate your figure. You’re so hot but this dress hides it. Unacceptable. How about that romper you love wearing so much?”Certainly, she made a conservative choice, but she felt it was sophisticated. And more importantly, seemed safe. The romper to which Dani referred, an off-the-shoulder style with shorts by Chelsea28, used to be Kelsea’s favorite. But that was years ago. She grew since then in every sense of the word. She pulled the romper from the back corner of the closet and looked at it. Black with pink floral print, with elastic banding along the top and waist which added a ruffled feature to the unlined fabric. She ran her fingers across it, remembering the lightness. She forgot how thin it was. It looked smaller than she remembered.“Take off the dress and put on the romper.”Kelsea did not waffle for long. She stood still only for a moment before unzipping her dress and obediently stepping out of it. She remained standing in a bra and her favorite cheeky cut panties by Victoria’s Secret allowing Dani to drink her in.“Those panties won’t work.” Dani moved quickly to a dresser. She opened the top drawer, quickly rifled through the various offerings, pulled out a black thong made of cotton and nylon, with thin strings along the waistband. She tossed them onto the bed near Kelsea. “Change into the thong.” Kelsea stilled her movement, like a doe listening for the sounds of a hunter in the meadow.“Hmmmm, what side does she decide to show? Her ass? Or her cunt?” Dani asked cruelly as Kelsea’s fingers found themselves frozen within the waistband of her cheeky panties. She quickly decided to split the difference, turned sideways, and pulled them off quickly. Dani made no feint to pretend she did not look, hungrily devouring the briefly naked blonde. She noted Kelsea had a cute little bubble butt and that she shaved herself bare. Dani approved. Kelsea eagerly stepped through each leg opening of her thong and moved it into place as quickly as possible. She had to adjust the cotton fabric triangle panel in front along her puffy mound. Then she reached for the floral printed outfit.As she stepped through openings of the shorts and began to pull the romper up her body, she realized the fabric allowed for no stretch. The romper fit too snug around her hips as she continued to pull on the romper. The romper’s bottom half finally managed to follow Kelsea’s lead into its proper place at her waist. The seam in the shorts dug in painfully along the crack of her cute butt and against her slit. Her thong now played the role of protector, as if the romper would fuck her if she did not have one on. Her butt cheeks peaked underneath the shorts, showing far too much skin for Kelsea’s liking. Dani seemed enraptured.Forced to remove her bra for the off-the-shoulder design of the outfit, she looked at Dani who looked back expectantly. This time when she turned to the side it would do little to hide her perky breasts. She unhooked her bra and let it fall, attempting to cover some of her nakedness with a forearm across her chest. Dani moved in quickly, removed Kelsea’s forearm from the view of her supple breasts, and stayed her hands at her hips, where the rest of the romper remained. Dani moved so they were face to face, a few inches of distance separating them.“They’re big for how firm, fresh, and perky they are. Soft and supple skin, these puffy pink-tan nipples look so fun to play with. You’ve filled in so nicely. And since you’re mine, I can do whatever I want with these fresh perfect tits whenever I want to. Isn’t that right, slut?”“Yes, Miss Dani.”She moved in slowly, parted her lips, and allowed her pink tongue to peek through. First fondling and groping Kelsea with soft hands, Dani then licked slowly and methodically around the areola of Kelsea’s right breast. Then she licked the nipple directly, allowing her tongue to quickly flick up and down on her tit, saliva remnants shimmering on a now erect nipple. Then Dani moved to the left, repeating the licking and flicking of a formerly puffy nipple with her wet tongue. She stood back upright to admire her handiwork. She then lightly pinched each nipple between the thumb and index finger of both hands. She pulled slowly, lifting Kelsea’s breasts by her pebbling tits. Then she jiggled Kelsea’s breasts, laughing as she made them bounce and move all while squeezing her tits harder until they hurt.“Ouch!!” came Kelsea’s protest reflexively. Dani let go, allowing Kelsea’s teenage breasts to move back into position by bouncing satisfactorily into place.“Relax, just testing. If I want to pinch, I get to pinch. Right?” Kelsea bit her cheek from inside her mouth before answering.“Right, Miss Dani.”To prove her point, Danielle excitedly moved her hands back into position, a thumb and finger around Kelsea’s nipples. She held steady to let the anticipation build. She felt a silent squeal building in Kelsea, tortured in the delay. Finally, Dani began to pinch, firmer and harder with each moment. Kelsea groaned which, as Dani squeezed, gave rise to a squeal. A leg rose reflexively as she tried to fight through Escort Tokat the pain. Kelsea’s squeal threatened to turn into a scream. Dani relented and let go, allowing Kelsea to immediately bring up her own hands to her pained nipples.“Go on, slut. Put it on. We’re late.”She watched as Kelsea struggled to pull the elastic top over her bust. Though the top half of the romper managed to make it to its place, the elastic top kept threatening to fall at the same time the bottom portion wedged too high and tight to her ass.“I love it! You look so cute! Isn’t it so fun wearing an old favorite outfit? I remember when you used to wear this all the time when you were best friends with my sister. It looks even better now.”“It’s too small. Half of my ass is showing. The top is falling,” came Kelsea’s reply as she fiddled with the elastic top and tried to get relief from the bottom by adjusting where the seam pressed against her between her legs. It did no good.“I know. Isn’t it just perfect? It’s fun dressing you up, it’s like playing with a brand-new toy. Come take a look.” Dani led Kelsea to the full-length mirror in the corner of her room. Kelsea felt she could barely move in the too-small outfit. First, they stood side by side, facing the mirror. Kelsea looked at Dani, taking her in fully for the first time since her tormentor entered her bedroom. She wore a black minidress, fit to flatter. The deep v showed Dani’s cleavage, a drop necklace leading an admirer’s eyes just where she wanted. Her silky, long flowing brown hair curled at the ends. Dani finished the look with some classic red-soled Louboutins. She let Kelsea look, enjoying what she saw as approval from the young blonde. Dani then made Kelsea stand in front of her and spoke to her reflection.“Look at you, slut! OMG, I love it. The fabric is soooo thin! Look, you can see the entire outline of your nipples.” Dani stroked Kelsea’s long blonde hair with her fingertips. Petted her head. Dani then groped her breasts from behind, paying additional attention to her new toy’s tits on the final rub, forcing them to pebble through the thin material.“Mmmmmmm and just look at this smooth, puffy little mound,” Dani crooned as she moved a hand to the freshly shaven lips, the shape protruding from the fabric. She traced the entire outline, first the outside of Kelsea’s cunny lips, then the outline of her slit all the way to the top where that bundle of nerves lay. She pressed firmly, just like pressing the elevator button. Kelsea squealed like a schoolgirl.“Ohhh that is sooo much fun!” Dani teased. “Shoes, I want something sexy and pretty. Something with a heel.” When Kelsea stayed still, dread clearly evident on her face, Dani commanded. “Move, slut! I’m not doing the work for you. Heels. Sexy and pretty. Do it.” She spanked Kelsea’s ass through the thin fabric, the sting biting, feeling like a sharp bee sting. Dani let her hand grope the juicy spot where her hand connected with Kelsea. “Now!”Kelsea moved to her closet. She had to bend her knees so she could reach the shoe stand with her options. She chose a black leather pump with gemstone straps. Dani giggled with pleasure as Kelsea struggled to buckle them into place, unable to bend in the appropriate places with the outfit several sizes too small and restricting her every movement.“Perfect. Let’s go.” Kelsea made to retrieve her clutch. “Leave your phone, you don’t need it.” Dani saw Kelsea pull it out of her clutch and hesitate to put it on her bed. She could tell Kelsea had in mind to choose her battles. She watched and Kelsea made a few mental calculations within seconds and decided this was not the battle to fight yet. She tossed her phone on the bed and Dani smiled. She wanted Kelsea to feel completely alone and helpless, with no one she could turn to.“You look gorgeous tonight, Kelsea,” Dani intoned seriously. She felt satisfied when her new blonde toy smiled graciously. “But you’re missing something. Here.” Dani fished out a piece of fabric from her own clutch and directed Kelsea to stand facing the mirror once more. She carefully wrapped the thin black fabric around Kelsea’s throat, quickly clasping then tightening the material until it squeezed snugly around Kelsea’s neck. She then removed her hands to allow Kelsea to read what was said at the front of the choker. Before she read the four-letter word, she knew what she would see.“SLUT” sparkled in gemstones on the black choker.“Come on. We don’t want to be late.” Dani led Kelsea through her own house, down the driveway, and to the street where a four-door Bentley awaited, the driver standing patiently at the rear passenger door. The two-tone vehicle impressed with its size and luxury. The charcoal and rose gold exterior shined even with only the streetlamps lighting the way. The chauffeur made to open the passenger door.“Miss Collins,” he greeted.“Hey, Francis. This is Kelsea Charles but you can call her slut.” The man removed his hat in greeting.“Miss Charles,” he said.“You’re no fun, Francis. She likes being called a slut. Don’t you slut?”Kelsea felt her body temperature rising rapidly, knowing her face betrayed her with deep red embarrassment. Dani arched her eyebrows, expecting an answer. “Don’t you like being called a slut?”“Yes, Miss Dani.” The wicked smile that greeted Kelsea in answer humiliated even more.“Go in first.”Dani watched admiringly as Kelsea had to bend over and climb through to the other side, offering a beautiful and all too brief glimpse of her ass exposed underneath the romper. The inseam still dug uncomfortably between her ass cheeks, right up against her slit. Against her already throbbing clit. Fuck is that because I’m humiliated? I don’t think you’re working properly right now, clitoris.
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