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Teenagers at Play
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Tiffany Scott 96'
Only three months separated Marta and James and having
lived in the same houses since they had been born they kind of
grew up together. Oh sure Marta was a girl and did girl things
and James was a boy and that ment he spent some of his time
playing ball and just hanging out with the guys.
But around age ten or eleven all of that started to change.
James and Marta started hanging out together alot of the time,
in fact they were together almost all of the time.
They would fool around out in the tree covered hills and the
orange groves and just generaly had a good time. Of course by
this time Marta had gone through the special "Girls Only"
classes where she learned about her period and about babies and
all that. It was good that she had because she was an early
bloomer and had just started her period at the begining of the
year.
James was constantly talking about how indians used to tie
people over red ant hills or stake them out in the bright sun or
if not that he was always trying to tie a hangmans noose.
Marta mentioned that he was always thinking about tying people
up and after a while she asked him if he felt like he wanted to
be tied up. Her question suprised him and she felt like she
shouldn't have asked it. "It's just that your always talking
about ropes or trying to tie this knot ot that one!" She
explained.
After a few minutes James looked up at her. "You wouldn't
mind?" He asked, then added. "I mean you wouldn't think I was
strange or anything?" Marta laughed as she shook her head.
"No why would I think that?" She smiled at him and said that
they were friends. "I'm not going to tie you up and rob you or
anything!" She said playfully.
It took a half hour or so for them to find some strong cord
and after Marta placed James against one of the smaller trees
she tied his wrists together, running the cord around the
opposite side of the tree. She did the same to his ankles and
she pulled the cord tight until his legs were spread in a wide
vee.
Afterwards she stood in front of him and asked if he could get
away. James tested the cord with a couple of tenitive yanks,
then told her that he couldn't. "You didn't try very hard!" She
said, planting her hands on her hips. She watched him tug at the
cord gently several more times and just shook her head.
"I know how to see if you can get away!" She said, then she
moved right up infront of him. With a wide grin she started to
tickle him. They both knew where the other one was the most
ticklish and it didn't take long for her to have James yanking
wildly against the cord as he begged her to stop.
For some reason Marta couldn't make herself stop tormenting
her friend. It was exciting having someone tied up so they were
helpless and she like the idea that she could do anything she
wanted to him. James begged her to stop, telling her that he was
going to pee in his pants.
"Go right ahead and do it James!" Marta told him, then she
renewed her attack.
Now both of the children had experienced a climax. Marta had
started doing it at least twice a week for about as long as she
had been having her periods. James wasn't quite so worldly. He
had come three or four times but he wasn't quite sure what it
was all about or if he was hurting himself by doing it.
In any case, Marta was suprised when she began to feel that
same excitment, the same pressure and the exact same kind of
wetness between her thighs while she was tormenting her friend.
He was yelling and trying to get free and suddenly Marta saw a
wet spot rapily spread over the front of his pants and down one
pant leg.
As she watched the wet area grow in size Marta's tummy
suddenly tightened up and she couldn't breath. Without even
thinking about it she clamped her thighs together as tightly as
she could while her body was racked by the strongest orgasim she
had ever felt.
When it was over her legs felt weak and she had to sit down
for a minute until she recovered. James was crying and yelling
at her and calling her all kinds of names, but once she had
untied the cords and they sat for awhile, both of them were
laughing about it.
After a while Marta told James that she enjoyed doing that. "I
really really liked tieing you up James." She said, adding. "I
mean I really liked it if you know what I mean!" James nodded
and told her that it was fun, but she knew that he didn't
understand what she ment.
After that day almost every time Marta masterbated images of
people tied up or being held so they were helpless would flash
through her mind. She was never the one that was being held but
several times she was the one doing the tieing or hold down.
Several months later on a very hot day they were in the
basement below James's house. It was dark and the brick walls
kept it really cool compaired to the outside. James was sitting
on an old trunk and was holding onto a water pipe above his
head.
Marta kept looking at him and she kept thinking that he looked
like he was tied like that. She knew that he wouldn't be to
eager to let her tie him up again unless she could coax him into
letting her. She stood up and moved in front of him.
"James! Let me tie you up again. I really like it when we did
it the other time!" She told him. James laughed and said 'No
Way' but Marta was prepaired to up the anti.
"Come on James." She said, then she added. "I'll take off my
blouse so you can see my breasts if you let me!" She was already
starting to unbutton her white blouse as she spoke.
"You will?" James asked not fully believing that she would.
Marta assured him that she was willing to do what she said and
just like that James agreed.
Marta finished unbuttoning her blouse, and after removing it
she unhooked her bra and let it slide down her arms so her two
firm round globes were completely exposed. James starred at them
as if they were the only ones in the world.
"Thier really pretty Marta." He said as she unwrapped some
cord that had been sitting on a shelf. Her breasts bounced every
time she moved and just thinking about her friend looking at
them like he was caused her nipples to get hard.
She tied his wrists over the strudy pipe, then she stepped
back. She cupped her hands under her hard titties and held them
up like that. "Would you like to kiss them James?" She asked
softly.
"Oh man would I! You bet!" He answered eagerly. Marta giggled.
"Well I'll let you if you let me take off your pants!" She said.
James agreed almost before she finished saying it. After she
had pulled his pants off over his feet she laughed and pointed
at his underwear that was tented out in the front.
"Does looking at my breasts do that to you James?" She asked
moving forward so that first one nipple and then the other could
be pressed against James's lips. Just having him kiss them
wasn't enough though and she ended up crushing her titties into
his face so that a good portion of his mouth was filled with her
breast.
As James sucked, licked and kissed her breasts she kept
glancing down until she finally dropped her hand onto the front
of his underwear. She instinctivly wrapped her fingers around
his penis and began to slowly slide it up and down the shaft.
Somehow she could tell that her friend was going to come and
she pushed his shorts aside so she could watch it squirt out of
him. James was moaning and gasping when the first squirt shot
out of his penis.
Watching that white liquid shoot out of him caused Marta to
start to come herself. She kept pumping him so that he wouldn't
stop squirting and her climax lasted long enough that she milked
him quite thoroughly.
"You liked that didn't you James!" Marta asked. "You liked
kissing my breasts while I rubbed your thing! I could tell!" She
added, proud that she was able to make him do what he did.
"Oh yes Marta I did. It felt great!" He said, still out of
breath.
"I don't think it would have been half as much fun if I hadn't
tied you up." Marta said as she wiped her hand on her dress.
James had started to recover and he now looked at her in a
different way.
"You like tieing people up don't you Marta." He said. That
question might have embarrassed some other less condfident girl,
but it didn't embarrass Marta.
"Silly boy! Of course I do!" She said almost as if she was
trying to make James feel stupid or dumb for saying it. James
asked her why she liked it, which stumped her. "I'm not sure."
She told him. "I don't know why I like it so much, but it gets
me really...Hot!"
She used that word because she couldn't thing of any other one
that discribed how she felt. "It makes you horney?" James asked.
Marta replied by nodding her head. "Well you can do it to me
any time you want." James told her.
She looked up at him when she heard him say that. After a
couple of moments she grinned. "You like me tying you up! Don't
you James?" She asked knowingly. He started to blush as he
nodded his head, just as she had done.
They played like this more often after school let out for the
summer break and thier days were free. At least twice a week,
sometimes more, Marta would tie James up with a verious kinds of
ropes and cords. Since both of James's parents worked they were
usually at his house either down in the basement or in his
bedroom.
Somehow Marta managed to get her hands on a bondage magazine
that was filled with photos of men and women bound to cross's,
chairs, bed frames and there was even one where a man was tied
up to a ladder. Marta must have looked through that magazine
fifty times the first day she had it and she saw several things
that she wanted to try.
There was one thing that she noticed right off. Almost all the
men who were tied up were wearing girls lingerie and some of
them were even wearing high heels.
She was already nervous about it, thinking that she was weird
or a pervert for liking it like she did and in her mind she
wanted to do it normaly or how it was usually done. So when
James called her the next morning and actually asked her to come
over and tie him up, she took a bag with some of her things
inside.
Down in the basement she had him remove all of his clothes
just like he normaly did, but then she held out a pair of her
lace trimmed panties. "Put these on." She said, trying to act as
casual as she could. James took them from her and then looked at
them.
"Panties?" He asked. "You want me to wear a pair of panties?"
She told yes, then added that she expected him to be wearing
more then just panties before she was done with him. True to her
words after a short time James was wearing a bra, a frilly
blouse and a pleated skirt as well.
Marta had even made him put on a pair of her lace topped socks
that only came up to his ankles and then a pair of her shinny
black shoes. She smiled when she saw that he looked like the men
in the photographs.
James didn't say anything about it, but he liked her making
him put on the girls clothes. He didn't think about it deep
enough to figure out if it was the clothes or being made to
dress i[ om them that he liked because all he could think about
was how hard his dick was and how it felt straining against the
feminine panties he was wearing.
Marta really liked making him put her things on, especially
when she knew that he didn't really want to do it. Neither of
them was old enough to know or understand about submission or
domination, but that was exactly what they were taking part in.
In fact Marta had already spanked him several times once she
had tied him up. She planned on doing it today as a matter of
fact and she was going to use the fact that he was wearing girls
clothes as the excuse to do it.
She always took her time when she was securing his wrists or
ankles. She made sure that the rope or cord was wrapped very
neatly and that there were the same number of wraps. She didn't
know it but this was quite normal for a person into bondage.
Often they got more out of tieing someone down then they did
from having someone tied down and she was no different.
Sometimes she would take two or three hours to finish securing
him like she wanted.
That day she just happened to notice an old bar stool in one
corner and after pulling it to the center of the basement she
tied him tightly over it face down. This was one of the rare
times that either his hands or feet weren't touching the floor.
Draped like he was all of his weight was centered at his tummy
that was supported by the stool.
She could see that she had tied him so tight that the muscles
in his legs were streched so that they were hard. Once he was
securly bound down Marta stood in front of him and openly played
her fingers over her crotch. "Your a naughty boy for wearing
girls clothes!" She told him, adding. "The only boys who wear
girls clothes are sissy's!"
She grinned at him. "Are you a sissy James?" She asked. "Is
that why your wearing girls clothes because your a sissy?" She
was delighted to see that she was making his face turn bright
red. "Well are you?" She asked again in a loud voice.
James lowered his head. "I guess so." He said meekly. She
moved right up next to him.
"You should be ashamed of yourself for being a sissy!" She
scolded. "In fact I think you should be punished for being a
sissy and dressing up in girls clothes!" She told him.
Thier natural submisive and dominate personalities
complimented each other and made them an ideal couple. So much
so that neither one had to actually work to make what was
happening happen. Instead things just kind of flowed along were
both of them wanted it to go, even if they didn't realize that
they wanted it to.
Take for instance when she suggested that he should be
punished. She asked him if he thought he should be punised like
she did. He told her that he guessed that he should be even with
out realizing that deep down he did want to be punished.
Punished for wearing girls clothes and punished for finding
the things that they were doing enjoyable and exciting. Marta
had found a wooden yardstick that she decided she should use to
punish her sissy and she swung it through the air severl times.
After shoving his skirt up off of his bottom she tickled him
through his panties. "Just think what the rest of the kids would
say if they knew that you dressed up in girls panties and that
you even wore a bra!" She taunted.
"Please don't tell them Marta. Please! I'd die if they found
out!" He begged.
"I don't know." She answered. "Maybe after I'm finished
paddling you I should leave you tied down while I go out and
bring a couple of them back her so they could see you for
themselves!" She suggested.
She watched him struggle to try and get free as he was flooded
with panic. "No! They can't see me! Let me go!" He yelled as he
yanked and pulled at the cords holding him.
"Maybe I should call a couple of my girlfriends and tell them
to come over here! I bet they'd enjoy looking at you and I
wouldn't have to keave at all!" She added with a chuckle.
James was on the verge of crying as he vainly stuggled to get
free. "No.......please no......." He wined. "I'll do anything
you want only don't do that! PLease!" He begged.
Marta snickered. "Anything James?" she asked. WIthout thinking
he promised her that he would do anything a second time. "Hmm.
Lets see. Well, since your a sissy from now on you'll wear girls
panties all the time!" She said gleefully.
He caught his breath. "I can't do that!" He protested. "What
if somebody finds out?" He asked in a worried voice. Marta
shrugged and started for the wooden stairs.
"Well I gave you a chance." She siad, adding. "Your phone is
in the kitchen isn't it James?" She got to the third step and he
was yelling for her to stop and saying that he would do what she
wanted.
"I'll wear girls panties! I agree!" He shouted in near panic.
"Good girl!" Marta told him moving in front of him. "But for
being bad and giving me a hard time about it. The panties you
wear are going to have to be your sisters. Your going to have to
steal them from her dresser!" She told him.
"What if I get caught?" He asked.
"Then you get caught! So be careful" She suggested. "Now for
you spanking!" She said in a cheerful voice.
James did as she wanted. Every day he would wait for his
chance to dash into his sisters room and quickly grab a pair of
her panties out of the drawer where she kept them.
It didn't take him too long to decide that it was to nerve
racking doing that every day. So on washday, after thier mother
had washed and dried most of the laundry he waited until all of
her panties that had been in the wash were neatly folded and
stacked with the rest of the clothes, then she took almost half
of them and hid them in his room.
It took his sister about two days to start wondering where her
underwear had gone and he heard his mother and her talking about
it. Now that school had started again every day before classes
Marta would take him behind the brick school building then make
him show her the panties he was wearing.
She wouldn't let him just unzip his pants either. She insisted
that he open them all the way and then push them down to his
knee's so his panties would be completely exposed.
If his dick was hard she would take her hairbrush out of her
purse and use it to spank his ass cheeks while she told him that
he was a naughty girl for being hard. Seveeral times he had
trouble sittin in his chair once he was in class she had paddled
him so hard.
One day it was rainy and quite cold. James's legs were covered
with goose-bumbs as he stood with his jeans down around his
knee's while he showed Marta the pair of lacy panties we was
wearing. By this time he had started to really love wearing the
smooth feminine panties, eventhough he didn't admit it.
Marta smiled as she told him how pretty that pair of panties
were, but after she told him he could pull his pants up she held
out one of her lacy bra's. "I think it's time you started
wearing one of these as well!" She told him.
He froze solid like a statue and his eye's doubled in size. "I
can't wear a bra!" He said not believing that she would even
suggest such a thing.
Marta forced it into his hands. "It's cold and rainy and you
can keep your coat on all day." She said, then added. "And no
matter what you say your going to wear it! And that's that!" She
didn't seem very willing to discuss it.
"You better hurry up and put it on or you'll be late for
class!" She warned with a wide grin. Partly because he wanted to
submit to her and partly because he was afraid of what she might
do if he didn't he yanked his coat off then pulled his thick
sweatshirt up over his head.
As quickly as he could he slipped the straps of the bra up his
arms and then struggled to fasten the hooks. Once he had done
that he put his sweatshirt and coat back on.
"See you can't even tell you've got it on!" She told him as
she looked him over. They had to run because the school buzzer
sounded right then.
Marta laughed when thier teacher suggested several times that
James might be more comfortable if he took off his coat. She
could see him sqirming in his chair with worry that the teacher
might order him to take it off, but he didn't.
James was never happier then he was when school was over, but
his torment had really just started. It seemed that the more
outlandish things Marta made him do, them more things she
thought up to do to him.
They walked together to James's house, but Marta made him
follow her into the garage. Once inside she made him take off
everything but his panties and his bra, then she told him that
he was going to have to go from the garage to the house wearing
only those two items.
"Outside in a pair of panties and a bra?" He asked. She just
smiled and nodded, then she gathered up the rest of what he had
been wearing and quickly disappeared out the side door.
James could feel the cold air on his bare thighs and back as
he dashed across the corner of the back yard to the kitchen
door. He started pounding on it when he found that it was locked
while Marta stood on the other side and laughed at him for what
seemed like hours before letting him in.
Then right there in the kitchen Marta made him use his mouth
and tounge to suck and lick her pussy. She had taught him how
she wanted him to do that and he was getting quite good at it.
Her pussy juice flooded out of her, then down over his face as
she shook from her strong climax. Then she made him use his
tounge to lick her crotch dry.
"I want you to meet me at my house tonight at nine." She told
him as she pulled her panties back up where they belonged. "And
I want you to be wearing that red dress and those high heels I
gave you!" She added.
"How will I get out of the house wearing a dress?" He asked.
She told him that that was up to him to figure out.
"But you better be there and you better be dressed like I said
or else!" She warned. Since it wasn't a school night he lied and
told his folks that he was spending the night at a buddy's
house. He waited to put on the dress in the garage after
leaving the house.
At nine sharp he was standing in Marta's back yard beside her
bedroom window. He waved when she looked through the glass pane
to see if he was there and a couple of minutes later she joined
him. "You look so pretty in your red dress James!" She said
sarcasticly as she looked him over.
When she saw that her comment had made him blush she smiled.
"You like looking pretty don't you James?" She taunted. He
answered with a meek yes. After grasping one of his hands she
held it very tight, then she pulled him over to the square
playhouse her father had built.
It was only four foot square, but it did have two windows and
a real door, that she pulled shut after they had passed through
it. "I never would have guessed that you would end up enjoying
being a sissy as much as you do!" She teased him in an obvious
attempt to make him feel embarrassed.
She pointed to a padded kind of footstool thing and told him
to lay over it face down. Submissively he did as she ordered an
he remained like that while she tied his legs and arms to the
four legs of the stool.
He could tell by how tightly she had tied him that he couldn't
get free. "I've got a really special suprise for you James!" She
said in an excited voice. "I stole this from my sisters dresser
drawer!" She added holding up a rubber dildo.
"It's what bigh girls use to make themselves come!" SHe told
him. "But since your such a little sissy-girl I've decided that
I want to use it on you!" His whole body began to shake. Marta
had put her finger into his bottom numerous times before and he
had found it kind of pleasant.
But the thing she was holding up looked as thick as his wrist.
"Girls have to get used to something this big being inside of
them, so I don't see why you shouldn't have to as well!" She
said. "I'll just lift up your pretty dress so it's not in the
way." She said teasingly then added. "And then pull down the
backs of your cute panties."
He tensed up when he felt the pointed end press against his
tiny hole. He wanted to yell for her to stop, to not do it, but
he knew that his punishment for doing something like that would
be worse then just letting her go ahead and do what she wanted.
He couldn't help crying out when he felt the intense stabbing
pain flood through him when she thrust it forward. "Not so
loud!" She warned. "You don't want my dad to come out here do
you?" She asked.
He gasped that it hurt and begged her to take it out. She told
him that it was only in an inch or two as she moved in front of
him. He watched her remover her panties which she promptly
stuffed into his mouth. "That should quiet you down some!" She
said with a nod.
After moving behind him again she began to shove and twist the
rubber cock again and again until it had almsot completely
disappeared into his hole.
James was gritting his teeth from the pain that felt as if he
had been ripped in two. "You look sexy with a toy cock inside
you like thi one is!" she told him. "I knew you could take most
of it!" She added.
After letting it sit where it was for a while she began to
slowly push and pull it in and out of him. "I'm fucking you just
like a real girl would be fucked!" she told him as she increased
both the intensity an tempo of her fucking.
"You should like the way it feels." She said. "Every girl
does!" She was now fucking him hard enought at he was being
forced forward an inch or so each time she thrust it into him.
"Does this make you feel like a real girl James?" She asked,
moving one of her hands down onto the portion of his panties
that was covering his cock. "Do you like getting fucked like a
real girl?" She asked as she started to stroke hid dick through
his panties.
Almost at once his hips began to move in rythim with her hand
moving over his dick. "Do you enjoy being a girl for me James?"
She teased.
Much to her suprise he gasped that he did. "I love heing a
girl for you Marta." He admited, his words muffled by her
panties. She pulled them out of his mouth, then made him tell
her how much he enjoyed heign fucked and that he wished he was a
real girl.
"I'll make you into a girl James." she told him. "Do you want
me to make you into a girl?" She asked.
Hearing him tell her that he did want her to turn him into a
girl caused her first climax to start gripping her tummy. "I
will James. I'll make you into a girl and then I'll fuck you
like this every night! Is that what you want?" She gasped.
She almost fainted when he told her that he did.
"Wonderful. Then that's what I'll do." She panted trying to
recover from her orgasim.
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