| Marissa, Part Two The next morning, Marissa tried to decide which clothes to wear. She had no idea what would happen that day and settled on a plain skirt and blouse with simple, flat shoes. The car arrived and Marissa saw the driver was a girl, perhaps in her 20’s with very short, boy-like blonde hair and the typical uniform of a driver, including the hat. They seemed to drive for miles until arriving at the gates of a mansion. Cheri greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. “I hope this is okay!” Marissa said, referring to her outfit. “It’s perfect, dear!” said Cheri, squeezing Marissa’s hand. Cheri wore a black skirt and heels with a white blouse. “It was my great grandmother’s home!” Cheri said, showing Marissa inside. “It has 62 rooms which I use for my shoots!” As they entered the first room, Marissa saw a woman carefully shooting photos of a girl that looked about 10 years old. She had black, short hair and brown eyes, wearing a similar school uniform as Marissa saw in the portfolio. The photographer only focused on taking several shots while she had the girl pose this way and that. “Sit, dear!” Cheri said, taking Marissa to one of the two large, upholstered chairs in the room. “This is Melody!” she added, sitting beside Marissa. “Would you like a coffee Marissa?” Cheri asked. Marissa could not take her eyes away from the girl as she followed each instruction the photographer gave her. “Yes please.” Marissa said. A girl in her late teens rolled a coffee cart into the room and left. Cheri poured a cup and glanced at Marissa. “Something tells me you like it sweet!” she said, adding two sugars to the coffee and handing it to Marissa. “Of course...” Cheri said, as she placed a cloth napkin on Marissa’s knee. “Whatever you see today will, no doubt be held in the strictest confidence.” Marissa nodded her agreement as Cheri mentioned something about “the competition” and “the special, uniqueness of her clothing line getting in the wrong hands.” “That will be enough for now, Candice!” Cheri said to the photographer. Candice walked out of the room leaving Marissa, Melody and Cheri alone. Once again, Marissa felt the odd sensation as the fabric touched her skin. “Melody” Cheri said. “Will you please greet our guest?” Without a word, Melody walked over and knelt down before Marissa. Her small hands began to part Marissa’s legs and she tensed. “Relax, dear!” Cheri said. “It’s her duty!” Under the influence of the cloth, Marissa did relax. Slowly, Melody began kissing Marissa at her knees, gently working up her inner thigh. As Melody’s head disappeared under her skirt, Marissa felt her small hand ease the crotch of her panties aside. Little fingers caressed the folds as her warm lips began to kiss. Marissa almost dropped her coffee, but Cheri took it from her, setting it on the cart. Melody’s mouth felt truly amazing as she explored the swelling lips of Marissa’s dampening pussy with her lips. Then...her tongue dipped as her upper lips pressed on Marissa’s tingling clit. Marissa closed her thighs against Melody’s head while Cheri began to unbutton her blouse. As Cheri’s hand slid into her bra and started kneading her breast, Marissa held Melody’s head tightly to her as she let her orgasm take her. Melody’s mouth expertly accepted every drop of Marissa’s cream as she came very hard on the girl’s face. Her body surged with pleasure and she fell back into the chair gasping for air. “Very good, Melody...” Cheri said as the girl’s face came into view from under Marissa’s skirt, her full lips wet from Marissa’s come. “Let’s get you out of these things, dear!” Cheri said as Melody reached out and took Marissa’s hands, helping her to her feet. Melody removed Marissa’s clothes and took one step back, leaving Marissa standing naked. “And now remove yours, Melody!” Cheri instructed. Marissa could not utter a word as the girl removed the uniform and then stood naked before her. Melody’s body was smooth and olive toned. Her chest was only just beginning to form and was topped with two, very pink, puffy nipples. Between her legs was a small, very tight crease that hid what Marissa would know was a perfect treasure. As Cheri had Melody turn, Marissa’s eyes fell on the most perfectly formed bottom she had ever dreamed of. Two firm, round little orbs. “Lovely, isn’t she Marissa?” Cheri asked. “She’s quite beautiful!” Marissa found her self saying. “She could be all yours...and more.” Cheri said. “That is, if you agree to take our account!” Gazing upon the delightful jewel before her, Marissa could only murmur....”Where do I sign?” At that moment Candice came back into the room and handed a contract to Cheri. Without even reading it, Marissa took the pen and signed her name at the bottom. “I KNEW you’d see it my way, Marissa!” Cheri took the paper and pen and stood up. “Fine!” she said. “I’ll just let you two get acquainted!” Cheri and Candice left the room and Melody gazed up to Marissa. “Do I please you?” she asked softly. “More than you could ever know, dear!” Marissa said. Marissa took melody’s hand and led her to the bed, helping her up. When Melody began to lie on her back, Marissa said...”No dear, on your tummy, for me!” Melody turned over as Marissa took a pillow and slid it under the little girl’s hips. She crawled up on the bed and knew that heaven was within the two precious cheeks. She gently parted the soft cheeks and began making love to the tiny, pink star before her. For the next two hours, Marissa and Melody made love in every imaginable way. There was no place on either body that lips and tongues wouldn’t find. The two rolled together on the bed, exploring every where. Marissa’s mouth sought Melody’s blossoming folds and she swallowed as Melody’s rich tasting come filled her throat. Over and over, the two shared each other’s fluids. It was while Marissa was up on her hands and knees, reaching back and holding the little girl’s mouth to her anus that Cheri came back in the room. “I truly hate to interrupt!” she said. “But we have more ‘ground’ to cover, dear!” Reluctantly, Marissa got up and Cheri placed a loose, silk robe around her. She took Marissa to another bedroom and instructed her to lie on the bed. Two naked, little 6 year old girls came in and, following Cheri’s direction, bound Marissa’s wrists and ankles to the four bedposts. “Excellent!” Cheri said as Marissa sprawled spread-eagle on the bed. “Now take her!” Cheri said to the girls and left the room. And “take her” they did. One girl got up over Marissa’s face and ground her tiny crease on her mouth, while squeezing Marissa’s breasts. The second child crawled between Marissa’s stretched legs and ate her already wet pussy. Marissa struggled at the bindings as she felt the girl’s hand shove into her. The small fingers wiggled as the hand plunged in and out of her. The hand twisted and the fingers found Marissa’s “G spot” causing Marissa to groan into the tight, little pussy pressed on her face. The two little girls traded positions quickly. Marissa felt, once again, a tiny hand pressing into her sopping cunt. She strained at the bedposts as she felt one, two, three fingers seeking entry into her ass hole at the same time. “Nooooooo!!” she groaned as she soon felt an entire hand working it’s way into her bowels. Both of her holes were totally filled with two small fists as the girl attacked her throbbing clit with her mouth. Crying and moaning, her protests muffled, Marissa’s body shook from the most intense orgasm she had ever had. She had very nearly passed out when the girls got off of her. It felt as if her insides were following as the two hands pulled out of her slowly. Marissa lay, helpless on the bed gasping and sobbing. As the girls left the room, Candice came in and, using a wet cloth, cleaned and wiped Marissa’s drenched openings....the cloth sending warmth into her stomach. Candice released the straps holding Marissa to the bed and helped her to stand, weakly on trembling legs. With great difficulty, Candice led Marissa to a third room. In this room, Marissa found a girl about 16 standing nearly naked. She had long, full red hair and was wearing tight, thigh high black leather boots with stiletto heals. Around her waist was a black, leather corset that pushed her perfect breasts out firmly and in her hand was a stainless steel leash. Candice was placing a thick, leather collar around Marissa’s throat when Cheri entered room. Along side of Cheri was a large, black and tan German shepherd. “Bitch training!” she said, wickedly to Marissa. End of part two. |