How I became the head of the family at 16 – Chapter 1

Written be: rep

AUTHORS NOTE

Any resemblance of any names and persons is purely coincidental and is not reflective of any events.

Present Day

“Come on bitch” I screamed “Tell me what you want?” as I was fucking her from behind.

My own body moving in time with the strap on as I grabbed her hips and pulled her body back even harder. Pulling her savaged cunt onto this monster cock I had belted onto me. As I looked down at her arse all I could see was the last part of the cock as it slipped out of her wet cunt on its way back out.

“Pleeease fuck me mistress. Fuck me hard, I need it” said the woman as I rammed back in to her.

“Aaaargh, noooo” she screamed as the cock went back in her wet cunt right up to the base.

At that point she went limp and began to collapse a little as I increased the force of the fucking.

I hoped that the cock ruined her cunt as it forced its self inside with each thrust and push of my body. I grabbed her body and lifted her back onto me as she began to cry out again.

“Say it you dirty bitch; say it” I shouted down at her as my cock continued its mission of destruction on her beaten cunt hole.

“Its not gonna stop till you say it” I said feeling so triumphant knowing I was victorious.

“Aargh” she screamed out seemingly quieter than before as I grabbed her waist and pulled her back right into me.

“Say it bitch and I’ll stop this” I said grabbing her hair pulling her head back and around so she was looking at me.

“Pleease mistress, please stop. You have won, I won’t fight you any more” she said looking directly at me with tears running down her face.

“I’ll do whatever you want, anything at all” she said sobbing hysterically now.

“And?” I said to her again pushing the cock as deep as it would go, forcing her downwards and thus pulling her hair even more backwards.

“Aannd they will do whatever you want as well” she said as I released her hair so she could look at them as she said the words finally sealing 6 months of work.

She by now was crying so much I had difficulty in hearing the words fully; so continued my assault on this dirty old cunt. I again increased my thrusting and at the same time pulled her harder back to me with her hair.

“Pleeeaaase stop, Pleeeaaase stop” she screamed “I give in, pleease mistress” she cried out collapsing onto the bed.

I looked up at the other two cunts, sitting there tied to either side of the bed, mouths gagged but with eyes wide in terror having just witnessed the battering of this old cunt now laid below me.

The look on each face was a look I’ll never forget.

Their bodies glistening with sweat, exposed fully with legs fixed apart, each dirty cunt hole directly in front of me.

I withdrew my strap on from the battered cunt below me, as I began to stand up off the bed edge. As it slid out’ I looked down as the tip of the plastic cock came out covered in blood.

I smirked to myself feeling so elated, so satisfied that I thought life couldn’t get any better, but knowing it surely would.

“Turn around bitch” I said to the woman laid on the bed.

She moved slowly, too slowly for my liking so I slapped her arse hard on the right cheek.

“Aaarrggh” she screamed out in pain as she squirmed around on the bed to face me.

I held the strap on cock in my right hand, the blood clearly visible in fact dripping off the end. ‘God knows what damage I had done to her, but that’s her business I thought’

“Lick it off bitch, clean this fucking shit off my cock NOW” I said forcibly looking into her eyes.

Just for a moment I saw a slight hesitation as she moved to me.

As she got to within a few inches of me I grabbed her and pulled her head and mouth onto my cock.

“Lick it real good you dirty old bitch” I said looking to the other two women helplessly sat there tied in front of me.

She began to lick and suck the cock like there was no tomorrow. I heard her gag as she tasted the blood!

‘If only it was real?’ I thought ‘I could have the feeling of what its like for someone to be licking and sucking your cock’ as I stared directly at the two cunts on the bed.

My mind was working overtime as to what to do with each of these two cunts!

The old cunt was really giving the cock a good licking below me; she was going on as if she knew what she was doing. In a way I suppose she did, but not in the sense of a blow job on a real cock though.

I felt her hands on my legs as she reached for some more purchase to enable her to get the cock in her mouth better.

“No hands” I shouted down to her slapping her head down and actually forcing more of the cock inside her making her gag even more violently.

“Lick it correctly the way you have been shown and know” I said.

She again went back to her job seemingly trying her best now not to incur any further displeasure from me.

Again my mind turned back to these two cunts in front of me. ‘What could I do to them?’ I thought.

It had to be something that would humiliate them more than they had been before, something that would assert my total authority, over not only them but the older one as well!

Then in knew what to do, it was fantastic as I planned inside my head the sequence of events I had to carry out!

I felt the old cunt move away from my cock as she said “Mistress I’ve finished”

I looked down at her; she had blood smears around her mouth, her lips and on her chin. ‘What a sight‘I thought grinning down at this helpless woman.

I looked at my cock, I reached down for it and it felt clean, there was no blood on it.

“Good” was all I said pushing her off the bed away to the floor. She fell with a loud thud, I didn’t care if she was hurt or not. There was more pain than that to come for her in the next few weeks and months.

I stood there at the end of the bed; my hands began to release the strap on from around my waist. As I undid the strap from under my cunt and arse I saw it was covered in my own cunt juice.

I tossed the strap on cock onto the floor for the old cunt and said “Clean the straps bitch, make sure they are all clean and no marks”

She moved slowly to the cock laid on the floor clearly in pain and winded and said “Yes mistress” as she picked up the cock and began her task. She knelt on the floor clearly remembering her instructions to always kneel unless told otherwise.

I saw her lick along the strap length, licking up my cunt juice where it was coated on the strap. Her face was a picture as she set to her task.

With my legs apart I placed my right hand on my bald cunt. I felt some signs of stubble and knew it would need shaving soon. I hated the feel of hair on my cunt, had done for years ever since that place ‘I thought’

As my hand started to move around the skin I ran a finger down my cunt slit, the wetness was too much; I was getting worse with my cunt getting wet.

I had always been able to get wet when aroused, but this was different, this was beyond normal wet.

Clearly all this happening was having an affect, it was turning me on making me want more; I needed more from this, I had to have more. That’s why I was doing what I was doing.

I looked to the two women on the bed as I played with myself. I saw their eyes move down to my cunt as I played with it. I saw their breathing increase as I ran my finger over my slit, I saw their own dirty cunts move as they tried to rub themselves, try to get themselves off, but their legs were strapped apart preventing anything like that happening.

I had formed this latest plan now in my head; this would be the final act of humiliation for them, in fact for all of them. The final sequence in my young life of shit at the hands of these three bitches once and for all.

I brought my fingers up to my mouth and licked them, tasting my own cunt as I did so. All the time looking directly at the two cunts sat there tied up.

I could see their eyes open wider as I licked my fingers. Their mouths tried to open as I ran my tongue along the length of a finger.

“Do you want some?” I said looking at them.

Each head moving trying to nod, trying to talk but only making stupid sounds.

“Mmmmm” they were saying nodding their heads at me, eyes like saucers open in excitement or anticipation of what was to come?

“Get up bitch” I said to the cunt on the floor. “Come with me bitch” I said walking away and out of the bedroom.

She followed me almost immediately, I saw her struggle knowing that the kneeling as too much for her, but she came all the same.

As I stood on the landing she came and knelt in front of me at my feet.

‘Good’ I thought ‘She remembers well’

My bare cunt was almost in her face, I wanted to make her lick me but I had to be strong. Indeed she even asked me if I wanted her to lick my cunt as I stood there legs slightly open.

“Listen bitch and listen good” I said looking down at her “What I am about to tell you will not be repeated, when we go back in there you will do everything I say without any hesitation whatsoever UNDERSTAND” I said

“Yes mistress” she replied looking up at me.

“Right then, I’m gonna have some fun with those two stuck up cunts in there” I said to her. “You’re going to help me with what I need to do, understand?”

“Yes mistress” she replied again.

“You might even enjoy it” I said to her “In fact I KNOW you will enjoy it” I said “Your just about perverted enough to get off on it aren’t you bitch?”

“Yes mistress” was the reply.

“How long you were fucking about with those two then bitch, tell me!”

“Years mistress, I don’t know how many but years” she replied with a grin on her blood smeared face.

“Ever since they were old enough to you know?” she said.

“You loved it didn’t you bitch, perverting, corrupting, breaking them until they were yours?”

“Yes mistress”

“Well I’m gonna be doing the perverting, the corrupting, the breaking now bitch cunt” I said to her pushing her back onto her haunches with my foot.

“Yes mistress” she replied eagerly awaiting what was to come next.

The feeling of so much power came over me that moment I stopped to make sure I had the plan right.

Then I told her everything I wanted to do, everything I wanted her to do. Her eyes opened wider as the plan was laid out in words.

“Follow me bitch on your knees” I said walking back into the room.

As I entered the bedroom the two cunts heads turned to me, their eyes open in fear or excitement. It was hard to tell with these two perverts.

I sat in the chair at the side of the bed as the old bitch came in on her hands and knees.

My legs draped over the side of the arms on either side, my hand toying with my cunt as I said “Untie them bitch”

She got up and went to the younger of the two first. She began to untie her quickly and soon moved on to the other the older of the two.

Once they were both free of their bonds but still sat on the bed, the older cunt picked up and laid out a large bath towel on the floor and came back and knelt at my side.

“Get on there and lay down side by side” I said to them.

They moved unsteadily due to cramp I presume, but again didn’t care as the got of the bed and lay on the towel, side by side heads together.

“NO not that way” I shouted “Heads and tails way with legs open” I said to them.

They got up changed positions as instructed.

“Shuffle down so you can reach each others cunts” I said.

They did as ordered to a position that their right arm and hand rested on the others belly.

“Right now listen” I ordered them “One fuck up and your dead, one delay and your dead, refuse and your dead; understand?” I ended.

“Yes” replied the younger one followed by the older one “Yes”

“NO” I screamed at them tapping the old cunt on her shoulder.

She got up and went over to them, kicking the younger woman in her cunt; she then moved to the older woman and did the same to her then came back and knelt at me again.

“Wrong reply” I said “Try again cunts”

“Yes mistress” the both said almost in unison.

“Good bitches” I said continuing “Now fuck each others cunts”

They hesitated signalling a tap on the old cunts shoulder again. She got up and repeated her earlier kicking of each cunt before returning to kneel at me.

The look of glee on her face was a sign she was enjoying it, the perverted old cunt ‘I thought’

Almost immediately they began to finger each others cunt. No foreplay as such just straight in, although their cunts were both wet through anyway.

I saw the younger one shuffle further down, trying to get in a better position.

‘God they were loving it’ I thought as I watched.

Soon the finger gave way to more fingers as they hungrily searched out some pleasure. They had been denied release or orgasm for two days now so I knew it wouldn’t be long.

The older woman was the first to force her hand inside the younger’s cunt. As she did so the younger bitch groaned in pleasure.

‘Jesus I couldn’t believe what I was seeing’ the power I had over all of them now seemed unbelievable to me yet here it was happening in front of me.

I increased my self pleasure as I watched.

The younger bitch now managed to get her hand inside the older one, who by doing so actually came almost straight away as the young bitch fisted her without remorse.

The older woman stopped her own attack on the young one’s cunt and simply laid back to enjoy.

This prompted the younger one to scream to her to keep going on her too.

In fact all it did was get the older bitch to scream at her to continue or she would suffer.

This was all part of the plan; the old bitch had told me that it would get like this as the elder of the two always got the upper hand when getting pleasure.

The elder of the two then got up and knelt on the younger one’s hand making her fist her harder and deeper whilst grabbing her hair.

“Do it, do it” shouted the elder woman “Fucking do me or I’ll hit you” she said still grabbing and twisting the younger one’s hair.

The younger one was ramming her fist up as fast and as hard as she could whilst crying uncontrollably.

I glanced down at the old cunt at my feet; she was playing with her own cunt, getting off on the sight in front.

I knew she had done this before, I knew this was not the first time she had seen or witnessed these two at it.

‘Totally fucking perverted lot’ I said to myself taking in the sight.

“Yeeesss; yeeesss” screamed the older woman as she came for the second time on the younger woman’s fist.

I tapped the old cunt on her should again; she got up and went to them both.

As she got to them she began a vicious torrent of slapping each of the women on every part of their bodies.

She was calling them all sorts of names which I found funny as they were names I had been saying to all of them including the old cunt.

Eventually and on my signal she stopped and got them to lie down again on the towel but this time heads together. By this time both were crying to the point I threatened to hurt them worse if they didn’t stop.

I had confirmed what the old cunt had told me, that the younger was the weaker one of the two.

This would fall nicely into my plans later.

It also confirmed the elder of the two was the more dominant which again I would soon correct.

I looked to the old cunt, nodded at her and she too lay down at the side of the women on the floor. The younger woman in the middle as I got up and went to them.

“Right you fucking cunts” I said loudly standing at their heads looking down on all three as they in turn looked up at me.

“This is how it’s going to be from now on” I continued “I’m in full control of you three forever; get it?”

“Yes mistress” they replied as one.

I stood at their heads as I opened my legs, parted my cunt lips and began to piss on them. I sprayed my piss over each one in turn; my bladder full so I knew there was enough.

My piss went in their eyes, over their faces, in their hair, their mouths as I shouted at them to lie there and take it.

I looked down at them only to see each one frigging themselves stupid as I showered them in my piss.

They were well and truly fucked up and would deserve everything I would do to them.

As I finished I ordered them to get up an d kneel in front of me.

As they did so, I stepped back and looking at them all said.

“So Mother, So Aunty Pam, So Granny who’s the head of the family now then?”

To be continued telling how it all started in part 2

How I became the head of the family at 16 – Chapter 2

Written be: rep

AUTHORS NOTE

Any resemblance of any names and persons is purely coincidental and is not reflective of any events.

4 Years ago – aged 12

There it was again, Mum and Dad going at it full pelt.

It was always the same, each weekend from Friday to Sunday they would get blind drunk, then argue and fight all the time.

This had been going on for as long as I could remember!

All the time this was going on I was rebelling inside.

I was in trouble at school, I had been stealing, and I had been fighting. All to do with the problems with Mum and Dad!

We had already had visits from the social services over me. Mum and Dad seemed like I was the cause for them to be arguing and fighting.

I sat on my bed trying to block it out, my hands over my ears, the music trying to mask the screaming, the shouting.

I began to cry again, this time more than ever because the fighting was worse than I had known.

Then I heard it, my dad screamed out so loud that I stopped crying.

Everything went quiet, the sound of my music now the only thing I could hear.

‘What had happened’ I thought?

The next thing I remembered was a police woman sitting with me. She was nice, she was asking about what music I liked, what boy bands were my favourites at the moment.

“What’s happened?” I asked her.

She looked at me and said “Your dads been hurt, so we are trying to help him and your mum” she said in reply.

“Mum” I shouted “Is she ok?” I asked.

“Someone will come to see us soon, in the meantime let’s just listen to the music” she replied.

I laid back feeling so tired, somehow I fell to sleep!

As the days went on I found out dad was dead. Mum had stabbed him in an argument.

Mum was taken away by the police that night crying, it was the last I saw of her for 3 days.

I was placed with a couple, who were to look after me until something was sorted out.

In the days that followed I was interview by police, by social workers, pretty much by everybody in fact.

Each time it was the same questions. How long had they been fighting? How long would they argue? Had anyone ever been hurt before?

Granny and Aunty Pam came to see me one day. They took me out for a walk.

“Why can’t I stop with you Gran” I asked her.

“Well Jo, it’s complicated you see” she replied looking at me “The police want you to be away from the family connections for a while until it’s sorted” she said

“But why” I replied looking at both of them.

“Shhhh” said Aunty Pam giving me a cuddle from behind.

As she reached around me her hands came to rest over my chest. She squeezed me hard whilst running her hands up and down my jumper. I thought it strange but then again we always used to cuddle when we saw each other.

As she let me go I looked up at Gran and saw her glare at Aunty Pam, a horrid glare as if she had done something wrong.

As I looked at Gran I saw her mouth the words to Aunty Pam ‘Not here Pam’

As the days went on past 5 days I was told I could visit Mum.

I was taken by a police car to the police station. Inside I saw Mum, she looked terrible. As she saw me she burst out crying which set me off too.

It was decided after about 3 weeks that I would be placed in care.

I couldn’t understand why I wasn’t being allowed to go with Gran or Aunty Pam!

At 11 years old my life had just ended as I knew it.

Within 1 day my new life would be about to begin, a life that would never be the same again!

The social worker sat at the side of me in the car we pulled up to this building. I turned to her and looked at her smiling.

I’ll never forget her look at me as she said “Now then Jo, be a good girl as this is going to be your new home now”

Her face was unsmiling; her expression never gave the slightest smile or even hints of kindness at all.

As we got out of the car, I stopped dead. The place before me looked like a prison.

I felt the woman’s hand grab my own and pull me “Come on Jo, no messing about” she said

As we got to the door, she rang the doorbell and stood back looking down at me. I swear I could see her smiling, knowing that soon I would be off her hands!

Just then the door opened and I had my first glimpse of the inside.

It didn’t look too bad I thought as we walked in.

The woman who opened the door must have sensed my initial fears as she looked at me and said “Hello Joanne, how are you?”

“It’s Jo” I replied looking at her.

She just gave me a slight smile and said “Sure it is pet”

I couldn’t speak as we walked through the hallway into a large room at the side.

‘Everything seemed ok so far’ I thought to myself!

I sat in the chair not listening at all as the social woman and the new woman talked to each other. I saw them looking at me occasionally, they must have been talking about me.

Then it was over, the social worker woman came over to me and said “Well Jo I’m off now. Be a good girl, I’ll call to see you in a few days” patting me on the head as she left the room.

I sat there all alone now, my fears started to grow not knowing what to expect next.

The new woman came in and stood before me.

“Right Joanne lets get you sorted out then shall we” she said picking up mu suitcase and heading out the room.

“It’s Jo” I replied at her. “I told you before its Jo not Joanne” I said loudly.

She stopped in her tracks, dropped my case and turned around glaring at me.

“Well I can see why you have been sent her young lady” her face a picture of nastiness. “One thing you will have to learn is your manners young lady” she said as she reached down at me and looked me in the eyes.

That moment my blood turned to ice. I saw the devil standing there, I began to cry.

“Now then young lady, crying wont help you in here” she said standing back up and walking away.

I followed her, not daring to speak again, not knowing what was going to happen I felt more fear now than before in my life.

We went up 2 sets of stairs, at a door we stopped. She unlocked the door and went in.

‘Why lock a door’ I thought as I followed her into the room.

I stopped in complete shock as I saw the room before me.

There was a single bed, a metal bed, a small set of drawers and a wardrobe. That was it.

I began to cry again, the room was horrible.

The woman turned to me as she dropped the suitcase on the floor and said

“Right Joanne, here are the rules” she began to tell me

“No1; at all times you are to call me mistress”

“No2; any cheek, any naughtiness and you will be punished”

“No3; you will be in bed by 7.00 pm every night no exceptions”

“No4; unless I give you permission then there will be no posters on the walls”

“No5; Meal times are as follows – breakfast at 6.30am, dinner at 1.30pm and tea at 5.30pm”

“No6; you will not go to school any more as you will be taught here from now on”

“No7; visitors will only be allowed with my permission”

“No8; you will shower every day, no exceptions”

“Finally No9; all other members of staff will be addressed as miss”!

I was crying now as she finished.

I looked at her standing there triumphant now seeing me helpless.

“I’ll give you 10 minutes to sort your clothes then I will give you a tour of this building.

As I unpacked and put away my clothes, she stood there looking at me. Each time I looked at her I saw her face, it seemed a face of evil and for this I would very soon find out why!

As she gave me the tour of the house, I realised how big this place was. I also realised that all doors were locked; all windows were locked with bars over.

‘What is this place, why am I here’ I thought to myself

“Please” I said looking at her “I’m hungry”

Right then she grabbed me by the shoulders, looking at me she shook me hard screaming “Call me Mistress at all times”

I was crying hard now as I said “Please mistress I’m hungry” between sobbing.

“See Joanne, that’s what happens when you are naughty” she crowed at me triumphant as I stood there sobbing.

“Just this once I’m going to let you off as you have just arrived. But let me tell you young lady that anymore will meet with total punishment”

“You see Joanne; here you are under my control. No-one wants you Joanne, not Granny, Not Aunty and most importantly not even Mummy!”

“Not even foster parents want you as you are trouble Joanne. That’s why you have been brought here, that’s why you have been given to me, so I can correct you” she said standing before me, her face beaming in a smile I would soon know as her satisfaction.

I was given some food, it wasn’t too bad, I was hungry enough to eat almost anything anyway.

Then it was informed to me that it was shower time. This event would set a bench mark that would begin my eventual life that would end in me getting my ultimate revenge.

As I was led to one of the bathrooms, little did I know or expect what was to occur within that room.

Inside were a single toilet and 5 showers all against one wall. There were no shower screens; no shower curtains just open a shower that’s all!

“Do you need to use the toilet Joanne?” said the woman called mistress looking at me.

“Yes” I replied nodding

In that moment I knew I had done wrong again, I had failed to call her mistress again.

I saw the look on her face as she came up to me and said looking directly at my face.

“Yes mistress you silly bitch” grabbing my arms and slapping my face hard.

“The next time you fail to answer me correctly, or fail to address me correctly then you will know and feel pain. DO YOU UNDERSTAND” she screamed looking at me.

Crying now heavily I somehow managed to reply “Yes mistress I understand”

“Good Joanne, now be a good girl and use the toilet then for me” she said with a look on her face I knew was of pleasure.

I went over to the toilet and lifted up my skirt ready to sit on the toilet.

“No you must take off you clothes Joanne” she said “After all you are going to have a shower afterwards, so clothes will be no good”

“Strip” was all she said looking at me.

I began to undress in front of her. I was crying, I was shaking but somehow I managed to take off my clothes without upsetting her further.

As I stood there naked, trying to cover my parts with my hands, I saw her face.

At that moment I knew she was getting pleasure from seeing me like this!

“Well Joanne, are you going to go to the toilet, or are you just going to do it there then?” she said looking at me.

I sat on the toilet; I desperately need to have a poo.

It was difficult to do it with her standing there; I had been naked before in front of Mum but never a total stranger.

I tried and somehow I managed to have a poo, then I had a pee as I tried to block her from my mind.

I reached for the toilet paper and she said “Make sure you clean all your poo off right Joanne”

As I finished and stood up; she said

“Turn around and bend over Joanne, I want to have a look and make sure it is clean before you go in the shower”

Nervously I turned around and bent over.

“Put your hands on the toilet Joanne and spread your legs for me” she said as she came up behind me.

I heard her kneel behind me and felt her hands on my bottom.

She parted my bottom cheeks and said

“Tut tut Joanne; this is no good” as her finger went between my bum cheeks.

I felt her finger feel around my bottom hole and run back along my bottom as she moved it back away.

“Stand Joanne” she said standing up and moving slightly away.

I stood up and turned to her.

As I saw her finger there in front of my face I gasped in horror.

Her finger had some of my poo on it.

“You really must get better at cleaning your self Joanne” she said reaching out to me as she smeared her finger over my chest.

I began to cry more now. I had never been so humiliated in my life; here I was stood there with some of my own poo on my body.

More so this woman was stood there enjoying it so it looked.

I looked down at myself, my chest was not really developed as yet, there were slight bumps where my breasts would eventually grow.

I looked down and saw the poo, the smell was terrible, it was so close I wanted to be sick.

“Right well Joanne, it looks like I am going to have to show you how to clean your self in future” she said walking over to one of the showers.

“Come on girl; don’t dilly dally about” she said turning on a shower.

As I got to her she looked at me and said

“Right hop in Joanne and I will show you what to do”

“Please mistress, I know how to shower” I said looking at her pleadingly.

“You might think you do Joanne, but just looking at you then it is clear that you have a lot to learn about hygiene” she continued “I will show what to do, the way I want you to shower and clean yourself then you will have to do it then”

As I got in under the shower water she began to wash me with her hands and a sponge. Her hands were everywhere, no place would be left alone I knew.

“Spread your legs Joanne” she said looking at me kneeling down. She herself was getting wet as the spray from the water hit her own clothes.

I looked at her as her blouse began to get wetter, I could see her body underneath.

I spread my legs as she began to rub back and forth over my vagina and up between my bottom cheeks.

“Mmmm not quite developed yet are you Joanne” she said close to my tummy

Her hand was continuing her vigorous washing of my intimate zones.

Just then I felt her finger touching my vagina entrance, pushing inside as she said

“Everywhere I want clean Joanne, everywhere you see. From now on you are to fully clean these areas as they are dirty areas”

Her finger now inside my little hole, her finger forcing its way inside as I felt the pain.

The tears ran down my face as she pushed her finger inside me.

I thought that was the worst but then I cried out as another finger pushed at my bottom hole. The pain was worse than I had known as she rubbed her slippery finger over my bottom hole pushing it inside.

“Look at me Joanne” I heard her say

I looked down at her; all wet now, her clothes clinging to her body. Her hair wet, her face wet but at the same time she was enjoying it.

“Look at me closely Joanne and listen real good” she said looking up at me.

“These two dirty holes need to be kept clean at all times” you must clean inside them every day” she continued.

“You will learn to clean these perfectly at all times. From time to time I or one of the other staff will check you without notice” she said continuing her attack on my intimate parts.

“Is that clear Joanne?” she said withdrawing her fingers from both my holes.

“Yes mistress” I replied sobbing, the tears hard to see under the shower spray.

As she got up my eyes followed her body. Her clothes by now completely wet through, all clinging to her skin.

I saw her body under her blouse; I could see the outline of her breasts through the wet blouse.

She had no bra on!

“Look at the mess you have made of me Joanne” she said standing back looking at me.

I looked at her as she began to undress.

My eyes were fixated on her breasts as her wet top was undone button by button. I saw her face as she undressed before me. I saw her smiling I saw her mouth with its evil grin.

As she removed her blouse I saw here breasts fully now, they looked big, bigger than my Mum’s.

I had often seen my Mum naked as we used to share a bath one after the other. Never though had my Mum done the kind of things this woman had earlier to me.

As she removed her trousers I saw she had no pants on either.

She stood before me naked; wet the water still glistening on her skin.

That’s when I saw between her legs, her vagina was bare just like my own.

My Mum had hair between her legs; I knew that someday I would too. But this woman had no hair there!

That’s when she stepped into the shower with me looking down at me saying “Now you wash me Joanne, just like I showed you just now”

She leant back against the only wall there, opened her legs and said

“No Joanne, be a good girl and clean your mistress in the way I have just shown you”

I reached for the sponge and soap and began to lather the sponge.

As I reached out to her arms she grabbed my hand and said “No just down there Joanne, its doesn’t matter about the rest of me yet”

She guided my hand down towards her vagina at the same time pushing down on my head forcing me onto my knees under the water spray.

I reached out to her bare vagina and touched the sponge against it. I saw her legs part more; I could have sworn she moaned out a little as my hand began the cleaning process.

My finger slipped in easily inside her big vagina, I began to move it around inside her just as she grabbed my hand more and said “Put more fingers inside Joanne, that’s a good girl”

Soon I had another one then two fingers inside her vagina until without realising I had the whole of my hand inside her.

“Yes good girl Joanne, that’s it” she said grabbing my hair pulling me closer to her.

“Don’t forget my bottom Joanne, that’s a good girl” she said opening her legs a little more whilst lowering herself down the wall so I could reach her more.

After what seemed ages I heard her moan out whilst she pulled me tighter against me.

When it seemed she was finished she pushed me away from her as she stepped out of the shower.

“Right Joanne, dry yourself quickly and off to bed she said”

To be continued