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Kim lay on the couch crying. Her life was spiraling out of control. She had never been a bad girl. She just couldn't understand why these things were happening to her. In less than a week's time three people had abused and humiliated her and another person had taken nude photos without her permission. When that bitch, Officer Falls, had first blackmailed her into a compromising position, Kim had figured she could somehow overcome the odds and manipulate her way out of trouble. But now, events had gone beyond her ability to master. Too much had happened. She felt hopeless. Slowly, Kim stood up and walked towards her room. She picked up the torn nightgown but didn't put it on. It was ruined anyway. She walked into her bathroom and turned on the shower. She listened to the running water and felt safe. The shower was the only place she felt clean anymore. Fresh tears ran down her lovely cheeks.
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Margaret Falls placed her soda can in the drink holder and turned off the ignition. She watched the young blond girl close Kimmy's door and walk down the stairs. Who the fuck is this little tart? Margaret watched the tramp get into her Mustang and drive away. Curious...interesting, in fact. Margaret jotted down the license plate number. I'll have to check this little bitch out. Suddenly there was a knock on the passenger side window of Margaret's car. The loud noise startled her. Looking over, she saw Sam smiling into the window. Idiot. Like a wart that won't go away. Margaret glanced at the wart on her left thumb and felt irritated. She hit the power switch and watched the window go down. “Well? Don't just stand there grinning like a fool. What do you want, maggot?” Margaret glared at Sam.
“Hi, Ms Falls. I was just out and about and saw you pull in. Thought you might need my help with Kimmy today.” Sam's heart was beating fast. He knew he was becoming obsessed with Kim but he couldn't seem to help himself.
“Your help? I saw how you helped yourself last night. The type of help you give is more trouble than it's worth. Why don't you go crawl back in your hole and contemplate your pathetic life for awhile?” Margaret was disgusted.
“But, I thought we was a team. You know...like you said the other day...” Sam was confused.
“Sure. We're a team Sam. I'll be sure and call you before the next game. Right now, I think you need a little more practice. So, why don't you do a few laps around the building and try to get in shape?” Margaret opened the door and stepped out of the car. “Lord knows, after seeing last night's game film, you could certainly use some more stamina.” Margaret chuckled at her own joke.
Sam wasn't sure, but there was a good chance Ms Falls had just insulted him. Fat fuckin' bitch. He scratched his crotch and shrugged his shoulders. “Okay, Ms Falls. You got my number if you feel the need.” Sam walked away slowly.
Margaret watched Sam shuffle away and repressed an urge to vomit. Pathetic fool. Darwin was surely right! She walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. Grabbing a bag, she closed the trunk and hurried up the stairs to Kim's apartment.
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Kim had just stepped out of the shower when the doorbell rang. What now? Wrapping a towel around her shapely form, she walked towards the entryway leaving wet footprints behind her. Looking out the peephole she saw Officer Falls standing on the porch. Kim pulled the door open with hesitation.
Margaret burst through the door and appeared to be in a huff. “Hello, Kimmy. It's eleven o'clock and you're not even dressed! Have you been smoking dope again?”
“No, ma'am.” Kim clutched the towel tighter around herself.
Margaret pranced into the living room and looked around. “This place is a mess. Looks like a herd of pigs has been living here.” Margaret motioned Kim into the room.
Kim shuffled slowly forward.
“I took the liberty of buying you some new clothes. I think they'll bring out your feminine charms.” Margaret began removing garments from her bag. “You're a pretty girl, after all. Shouldn't be afraid to show it off.” Margaret looked at Kim expectantly. “Well? Come here girl. Don't you want to look at your outfit?”
With a sense of dread Kim approached Officer Falls. The wet towel clung enticingly on her sexy young body. “Wh...what outfit?”
Margaret pulled out a black dress and laid it on the coffee table. “Here you go, sweetie. This will look real nice.”
Kim picked up the dress. It was obviously to short and the entire back was open. “I don't know, Officer Falls. It looks kind of small....” Kim hoped Officer Falls would understand.
“Nonsense, girl! Get that towel off this instant!” Margaret waved her hand impatiently. Her eyes traveled over the girl's shapely hips and came to rest on her firm breasts.
Knowing she had no choice in the matter, Kim let the towel fall away.
Margaret drank in the beautiful girl's form. My...my. This never gets old... Margaret's gaze swept over little Kimmy. Her eyes fell across the young girl's breasts and well trimmed bush. She noted her tight stomach and adorable navel. The youngster's feet were perfect. Her legs were long and shapely. She enjoyed Kimmy's blushing and obvious embarrassment.
“Come here, Lazy!” Margaret gestured with disgust. Grabbing Kimmy's ear, she pulled the frightened girl over the coffee table. Margaret stepped on something hard. “What's this?” Bending over, Margaret picked up a strap-on dildo. “What in the good lord's name is this?”
Kim knew Beth had dropped the dildo on the floor before she left. However, she wasn't sure how to respond. “I....I don't know...” Kim held her head down in shame and tried to cover her private areas.
“I think you do know, tart!” Margaret was intrigued. She remembered the blond vixen leaving Kim's apartment earlier. “Do you go both ways girl?” Margaret asked.
“No. No ma'am...what...what do you mean?” Kim was frightened.
“Look, girlie. This is a dildo. I'm not a fool. You don't need a fake dick if you have real one. It appears you don't have a real one. What happened to your boyfriend, Jeff?” Margaret smiled.
“Jeff's okay.” Kim tried to cover her nude form with her arms. She placed one bare foot on top of the other. Looking at the carpet she tried to think of a good excuse.
“Never mind, tart. I understand.” Margaret could feel the recent wetness on the dildo. Now, I'm starting to get the picture... She remembered the young blond girl and smiled. I've got to put a name with that face... “Well. Stop pussy-footing around. Let's get this dress on. We have errands to run.” Margaret nodded to the cringing teenager.
Kim didn't like the sound of this. “What errands?”
“Don't you worry, sweetie. I'll design your schedule. Questions are a waste of time.” Margaret smiled at the blushing girl. “Come on, sugar. Get a move on.” Margaret's eyes were fixed on Kimmy's adorable stomach. I wish I looked like that...
Kim stepped into the tight dress. The garment was at least one size to small. It felt tight. The bottom of the dress barely covered her privates. The back was totally open and revealed her back all the way down to the top of her crack. “Ms. Falls...this dress doesn't fit. I'd like to have some under garments, at least.” Kim looked hopefully at Officer Falls.
“No need, whore.” Margaret laughed. “Come with me.”
Margaret pulled the cringing girl towards the door.
“Please Ms Falls... Can't I at least have some shoes?” Kim felt tears starting in her eyes.
Margaret admired the teenager's sexy feet. “No. You'll be okay barefoot. Let's go!” Margaret yanked Kimmy out the door.
Closing the door behind her, Margaret pushed Kimmy down the stairs.
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Sam stood by the mailboxes and watched Officer Falls push Kimmy down the stairs. He could see the pretty youngster's crack peeking out from behind her dress. Hell!!! Her whole back is in view. Might as well be wearin' nothin'! Sam's dick was getting hard. He heard footsteps behind him. He cast a glance over his shoulder. It was that old hag, Ms. Mason, bitching about her washing machine again. Dear God, I'm gonna kill her...please forgive me. “Hi, Ms. Mason! How ya' doing?:” Sam tried to smile. Ms. Mason rattled off some sob story... Sam pretended to listen but didn't hear a word. “Yeah...Yeah...right” He watched Officer Falls' Lexus speed out of the parking lot.
What the hell is that racket? Sam realized old Ms. Mason was still talking. “Sure. I know... it's on back order. Okay. Hang in there. Try and calm down, Ms. Mason.” Sam grimaced.
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Margaret admired Kim's body as she drove down the highway. The dress was certainly to short but Margaret was enjoying the view. The girl's shapely legs were on full display. Margaret smiled when she saw Kim trying to pull the dress down to cover herself. “Stop fidgeting, girl! Lean forward.” Margaret watched as Kim leaned forward in the seat. She placed a pudgy hand on Kim's exposed back and began to caress the girl's smooth flesh. Margaret congratulated herself on the dress selection. She was glad she had purchased an open-back garment. She traced the outline of Kim's spine with her fingernail. Starting at the bottom of Kim's neck her finger moved slowly down the youngster's back and came to rest at the top of the girl's ass crack which was just visible over the top of the dress. Her fingernail played with the sensitive flesh just above Kim's crack. Margaret felt a warm sensation as she watched Kim's pretty toes curl in discomfort. “I said stop fidgeting, Kimmy!” Kim obediently complied and remained perfectly still. Margaret smiled again.
“So? Do you want to tell me what's happened between Jeff and yourself?” Margaret saw Kim start at the mention of her boyfriend.
“Nothing, ma'am. Jeff is okay. We're still seeing each other. In fact I am supposed to have dinner with him tonight.” Kim risked a glance at Officer Falls out of the corner of her eye.
Margaret flattened the palm of her hand against Kim's back and began to rub the girl's back gently. “There, there sweetie. I saw the young blond girl leaving your apartment as I pulled in. I saw the strap-on dildo lying on your living room floor. You can be honest with me. Has Jeff not been satisfying your womanly needs? Have you had to look elsewhere lately? Men are such oafs after all.”
“No..no ma'am. You've got it wrong. I love Jeff. He's a great guy and a terrific lover...” Kim was blushing furiously.
“So? Who was the little blondie?” Margaret asked.
“Just a friend. The dildo had nothing to do with her.” Kim lied.
“It's okay. I understand if you don't want to confide in me right now.” Margaret's voice was soothing. Her hand had moved up to Kim's neck and she massaged the girl gently. Kim shivered.
Margaret turned into the parking lot of the local supermarket and parked. Turning off the ignition she continued to massage Kim with her free hand. “It's okay sweetie. Sometimes a woman's touch is much better than a groping man. Men are such beasts after all.” Margaret leaned closer to Kim and with one hand still massaging the girl's neck, her other hand found it's way to Kim's bare leg. She began to run her hand up and down the teenager's smooth leg. She could feel the goose bumps on Kim's skin.
Kim was very uncomfortable. She was revolted to have Officer Falls touch her in such an intimate way. She could feel the woman's heavy breath on her cheek. She felt Officer Falls' hand move from her leg to her tummy.
Margaret caressed the girl's stomach and traced an outline around her navel through the thin dress. Leaning closer, Margaret began to nibble on Kim's earlobe.
Kim remained stock still. Leaning forward in the seat with her hands clasped tightly in her lap, Kim was revolted by Officer Falls' advances. However, she was afraid to raise her voice in protest. Officer Falls had complete control. Kim's eyes remained locked on her bare feet.
Margaret moved her right hand down Kim's smooth back and slid her fingers under the girl's dress and began to caress the top of her ass. Moving her left hand upwards from the sexy teenager's stomach, Margaret reached into the girl's dress and cupped a firm breast. She continued to nibble on Kim's ear.
Margaret's tongue flicked into Kim's ear. “There, there sweetie. Why don't you lay back?” Margaret reached across Kim's lap and pulled the lever back to lower the seat. She watched the pretty teenager recline into a lying position.
Kim still had her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her right foot moved back and forth on the floor with nervous discomfort.
Margaret was now overcome with a burning lust. Suddenly she leaned forward and kissed Kim full on the lips. Her tongue explored the cringing teenager's warm mouth. Her left hand moved under the hem of the girl's dress and probed between her soft legs. She gently touched Kim's private area and began to massage her clitoris. Her right hand was fully underneath the girl's ass and she squeezed the her firm buttocks with relish.
Margaret continued to massage Kim's clit and steadily increased the rhythm of her motion. With her other hand she continued to squeeze the girl's firm ass. She slid a finger between the girl's clinched cheeks and into her warm anus. Her tongue continued to explore Kim's open mouth.
Kim was terrified. She felt sick to her stomach. Her fists were clinched and her knuckles were white. She felt the urge to bite Officer Falls' probing tongue. However, Kim realized she was starting to become sexually aroused. She tried to repress the feeling but it was difficult. Officer Falls was hitting the right spot...
Margaret continued to masturbate the helpless girl. She could feel Kim's wetness and knew she was close to orgasm. She removed her tongue from the girl's mouth and began to kiss her chin and throat. Moving around to the girl's neck, Margaret began to nibble the flesh just below her ear. She moved up and breathed heavily into Kim's ear. Her tongue shot in and out.
Kim's hips began to gyrate involuntarily. She was thrusting with Officer Falls' finger. Kim was ashamed. Her body was betraying her. She felt a tear slide down her cheek. “Pl...please, ma'am. Please stop. This is wrong. Please.” Kim was crying. Her hands flew to her face in shame. The dress was up off her hips now. Her pussy was fully exposed. Officer Falls continued to masturbate her. “Please stop, ma'am!”
“It's okay, girl. Let it go.” Margaret cooed.
For several more minutes there was no sound other than the wet sound coming from Kim's arousal. Then it happened. Kim climaxed. At the same time she wept. What's happening to me???
Margaret sat back in the seat and let her gaze roam over the weeping girl.
Kim's dress was completely raised above her waist. Her beautiful pussy was totally exposed. Her bare feet moved with nervous agitation.
“Well? How do you feel, girl? Sometimes a woman's touch is just the right medicine heh?” Margaret smiled as the teenager wept.
Kim looked away from Officer Falls. She looked out the passenger side window at the grocery store. “Why are you doing this to me?” The question sprang from Kim's lips without thought. “Why are you humiliating me?”
“Because you deserve it.” Margaret answered honestly. “Because you're a spoiled little bitch and you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. You think because you're beautiful everything should be handed to you.” Margaret smiled. “Isn't that right, whore?”
Kim continued to cry. Margaret had no sympathy. “All right, slut. Out of the car. It's time to go shopping.” Margaret handed Kim a list of groceries. “I'll be waiting in the car. You've got twenty minutes to purchase everything on this list. If you come back without all the items you'll be punished.” Margaret grinned at Kim's shocked expression. “Time starts... NOW!” Margaret pushed a button on her watch.
Kim pulled her dress down and jumped out of the car. The pavement burned her bare feet. She ran towards the main entryway. Her breasts jiggled obscenely. Kim ran through the automatic front doors and stopped suddenly in the foyer. The store was crowded. An old man looked at her. His eyes swept over Kim's body with unconcealed lust. Nervously, Kim grabbed a shopping cart and entered the store. She felt as if all eyes were on her. She couldn't believe how many people were shopping. Isn't this a weekday? Don't these people have jobs?
Kim headed to the produce section. The first items on the list were all vegetables. Cantaloupe, cucumbers and tomatoes. Kim made her way to the melons. Picking up a cantaloupe, Kim placed it in a plastic bag. She was aware of the other shoppers looks. As she reached for the scale to weigh the cantaloupe, she felt the dress rising up her ass. With her left hand, she attempted to keep the dress down and placed the cantaloupe on the scale with her right hand.
A voice startled her. “Can I help you with anything, Miss?” Kim shot a glance over her shoulder and saw a young black man in an apron standing directly behind her. His eyes were riveted on Kim's ass.
“No thanks. I'm okay.” Kim placed the cantaloupe into her cart. She watched the clerk walk away. His eyes never left her body. Kim pulled the dress lower in a vain attempt to cover herself. She walked towards the cucumber rack. After placing cucumbers and tomatoes into the cart, Kim headed towards the cereal section.
Walking through the cereal section, Kim tried to find the mini wheats. Two teenaged boys came around the corner. They couldn't be more than 15 years old. Kim heard one of the boys whistle. “Would you look at that? Damn she's a hottie!”
Kim tried to ignore the boys. They were obviously taken by her lewd appearance.
“Look at that dress. Bet she's a hooker.”
Kim listened to the boys talking and felt ashamed. I'm no whore...
Kim placed the cereal into the cart and headed down the aisle. She could see the young boys following her. She tried to pull the dress down but every step she took hiked the garment up further. The dress was just way to small. Kim heard whistles from behind her. Her ass crack peeked from her dress with every step. The boys were following her with their eyes locked on her semi-bare ass. Suddenly, Kim turned around. “Quit following me perverts! Didn't your parents teach you any respect?” Kim was pissed.
“You don't talk to my boys with that tone woman!” A large man with multiple tattoos suddenly walked into the aisle. “Who do you think you are?” The man's eyes burned into Kim's face. “You're the one walking around in that skimpy outfit. My boys are just being boys. You have no right to complain.” The fat man walked up and stood inches from Kim's face. “In fact, I think you're the one being disrespectful!”
Kim was scared. “I'm sorry, sir. It's just that they were following me and whistling. I didn't think it was polite.” Kim shuddered under the man's withering gaze.
“They're just being boys, lady.” He eyed Kim's body. “”Boy, howdy! You sure do look to be dressed for the whorehouse! What with that little short dress and no bra or nothin'.” His eyes came to rest on Kim's breasts.
Kim was aware of her protruding nipples. It was chilly in the store. “Look mister, I'm just trying to do a little shopping. Please keep your sons away from me.” Kim was starting to get a little peeved.
“What's the deal with your bare feet, lady? Can't you afford no shoes?” The question came from one of the teenaged boys. They had walked up behind their Dad and were eyeing Kim with lust.
“She sure does have some pretty little feet heh, boys?” The fat man grinned into Kim's face.
“Leave me alone.” Kim turned the shopping cart and started down the aisle.
The man grabbed the bottom of Kim's dress and pulled upwards revealing her gorgeous ass. “Here ya' go, girlie. Why don't you just show it off?”
Whistles and hoots erupted from the teenaged boys.
Kim quickly pulled her dress down and proceeded to slap the bastard across the face. “If you touch me again I'll have you arrested!”
Blushing, Kim pushed the cart quickly out of the aisle. She could hear laughter behind her. I've got to hurry! Time is running out!
The next item on the list was powdered donuts. That fat bitch sure doesn't need any donuts... Kim hurried to the bakery section.
After locating the donuts, Kim rushed to the soda aisle. Got to get the soda and get out of here! Kim knew she was down to five minutes, if that. Grabbing a twelve pack, Kim practically ran to the check out counter. Suddenly she realized she had no money! Oh no! Kim wheeled the cart to the front of the store and left it by the front doors. She raced across the parking lot to Officer Falls' car.
Margaret watched the young tart's tits bouncing obscenely as she ran towards the vehicle. Stupid bitch. It took her this long to realize she has no cash. Margaret chuckled. Rolling down the window, Margaret looked at the panting girl. “Well?”
“I...I need some money...” Kim was out of breath.
“Money doesn't grow on trees, girl.” Margaret was delighted with the girl's panic stricken voice. “You're almost out of time.”
Kim wanted to just die. “Please, Ms Falls. I can't pay for your groceries without money. What can I do?”
Kim heard whistles from across the parking lot. Looking over her shoulder, she saw the fat man and his two sons loading groceries into a pickup. Assholes... She realized her dress was riding way to far off her legs. Nervously she pulled the garment down and cast an imploring look at Officer Falls. “Pleaseeee, ma'am?”
“I don't know what I'm going to do with you.” Actually, I do. Margaret reached into her purse and took out a credit card. “Bring me the receipt. And by the way, you're out of time. I'll have to punish you now.” Margaret gave Kim a stern look.
Kim took the card and headed back inside to pay. A tear trickled down her cheek.
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Margaret steered the car out of the parking lot and onto the busy street. She eyed the sexy teenager in the passenger seat. “Well, well. Can't even manage a grocery list can you, tart?”
“No ma'am.” Kim wiped her eyes.
“Well, it appears you owe me fifty-two dollars and forty-three cents.” Margaret looked at the receipt.
“Yes, ma'am.” Kim was resigned to whatever fate Officer Falls had in store for her.
“I think I know just the way for you to earn the money back.” Margaret looked at the cringing girl and smiled.
Pulling into the local hardware store, Margaret parked the car. “Now, little miss. I want you to go inside and buy a hose, bucket, sponge, towels, car detergent, a sheet of poster board and a black marker. Do you understand?”
“Yes ma'am.” Kim took Officer Falls' credit card and proceeded into the store.
Margaret watched her walk away. Stupid girl. This is exactly what you and your kind deserve. Little vixens...
Several minutes later, Kim reappeared carrying bags filled with the demanded supplies.
“Throw them in the backseat and give me the receipt.” Margaret took the slip of paper from Kim's outstretched hand. “Thirty-two dollars and seventeen cents... It looks like you're into me for about eighty-five bucks. I think you can make that amount back in a couple of hours with the job I have in mind.” Margaret enjoyed Kim's confused look. “Get in the car, whore.”
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Once the car was back on the road, Margaret turned to Kim. “You'll be doing a little car wash operation this afternoon. You'll set up shop in the parking lot of your apartments. However, I think you're a little overdressed to be washing cars and there is the issue of your punishment. You were late on your grocery shopping...” Margaret smiled. Life is good...
Kim simply sat with her hands in her lap and cried.
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Back at Kim's apartment complex, Margaret pulled Kim out of the car. “Let's go, tart.”
Margaret led Kim up the stairs and watched her unlock the door. “Get inside, vixen!” Margaret pushed Kim into the apartment. “Go to your closet and bring me the black leather belt hanging inside the door.” It wasn't a request, it was a command. Kim complied.
She walked slowly back into the living room and handed the belt to Officer Falls. The next command was no surprise.
“Get undressed.” Margaret watched the young girl's incredible body come into view.
Laying the dress aside, Kim stood naked before her tormentor.
“Bend over, girl.” Margaret flexed the belt in her pudgy hands.
Kim bent forward with her hands on her knees.
“You were nine minutes late with the grocery shopping so, you'll receive nine swats. Please count aloud.” Margaret raised the belt above her head.
Smack! “One.” Kim wept. Smack! “Two.” Smack...smack...smack...smack...smack...smack...smack...
Margaret stood back and admired her handy work. The youngster's ass was covered with red painful welts. “That will teach you to be late!”
Margaret pushed the nude teenager onto the couch. Kim tried to cover her bare body with her hands...without success.
“You will make a sign with the marker and poster board, advertising a car wash service. You will wash the cars in the parking lot. Each car wash will cost ten dollars. I know this price may seem high. However, you will wear your sexy little bikini, of which I am so fond, while you wash the dirty vehicles. Your cute body should attract a considerable number of male clients. Nine cars should do the trick. If you hurry, you can still have time to go out with your adorable little Jeff tonight.” Margaret rubbed her hands in satisfaction. “Let's go. Get your bikini on, slut.”
Kim shuffled into her bedroom and retrieved the hated swimsuit. A few minutes later, she reappeared wearing the skimpy bathing suit.
“Let's go, you lazy tart.” Margaret pushed Kim out the door. She smiled at the visible belt marks on the girl's sexy ass.
Once downstairs, Margaret opened the backdoor and threw the supplies onto the parking lot. “Don't let me down. I'll be back in a couple of hours. You had best have my ninety dollars.” Margaret closed the door and backed out of the parking space.
Driving out of the parking lot, Margaret watched little Kimmy picking up the car wash supplies. What a slut... Margaret laughed out loud for the third time in a day.
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Standing on the curb in her skimpy bikini, Kim blushed furiously. She held the sign in front of herself trying to cover her body. “CAR WASH $10.00 REAL CLEAN”
A yellow Mustang pulled up. Chad stepped out of the car. “Hi, Kim! You must really need money to be washing cars....” Chad's eyes roamed up and down Kim's sexy figure.
Kim heard the passenger door slam shut. Looking over, Kim saw Beth standing by the door...Beth didn't look happy...
Kim held the sign closer in front of her body.... She shifted her bare feet on the hot pavement nervously.
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Sam the maintenance man stood by the supply shack and wiped his forehead with a handkerchief. What in damnation is goin' on here? He watched little Kimmy in her bikini holding the car wash sign. God, I love that little filly... Sam watched the yellow mustang pull up and park. Very interesting...
TO BE CONTINUED...
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