Mrs. Fox and the Slow Torture, Part 1

by Partymonster

My daughter's friend is a slut. I don't know how else to describe it. The bitch doesn't know that I know what goes on in her mind but I do. I see her eyeing my daughter like she's a piece of meat. I see her licking her lips when my daughter tries on that strappy little dress when we all go shopping together. I even saw her squirm as she watched my daughter lap at her chocolate ice cream cone when I gave them ice cream to eat.

My poor innocent 15-year-old Jamie just doesn't know what she was in for when she was approached by Lisa that first day of school. Of course, back then I was happy for her. After moving from state to state to escape that bastard of a father, we had finally settled in and now, that slut was threatening to ruin a good thing. I just had to put her in her place.

It's hard for me to remember when I resolved to myself that something simply had to be done about Lisa. Perhaps it was when she had walked in on me putting my bra on and, instead of apologizing, she had just smirked and closed the door. The rude bitch.

Or maybe it was when she opened the door when I was in the shower, and nonchalantly peed in the toilet and wiped herself ~in that place~ for waay too long while she stared at me through the crystallized shower pane.

Actually, I think it's because as I was in the shower that day, while the hot water was running down my breasts forcing my nipples to stand at attention, my cunt started to tingle and I thought to myself that I needed to get this bitch for myself.

Lisa was not only the nuisance that threatened to take my daughter's innocence but she was also the dumb fuck that left me hot, horny and wanting at night.

With sweet Jamie gone to visit her aunt and Lisa coming over thinking that her friend would be home, tonight was my chance to not only keep the slut away from my innocent naïve daughter but to also get payback for all those times she had unknowingly left me on the edge with my pussy dripping wet.

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"Hello Mrs. Fox? Is Jamie home? I just wanted to come over and talk about our volunteering project for the summer." Mrs. Fox was a nice enough lady and although I sometimes got the impression that she didn't like me, she was always doing things to make Jamie's friends comfortable and happy. Which, ergo, made me happy.

I had to figure out some way to get her to invite me for a sleep over. Seeing Jamie in her cute PJs and her bouncing pigtails always made we want to jump her. I mean, not that I don't already during our "pillow fights" but the dirty little things that I wanted to do to her was a fantasy that I had never acted upon. And, it even got better when Mrs. Fox joined in on the fun. Her big firm breasts and the fact that she was only in her early 30s was a HUGE turn on.

I always made sure to brush against her whenever she passed me in the hallways or joined in our pillow fights just to feel her breasts against me. She was the sexy lawyer I aspired to be.

"Oh yes honey. Jamie's in the shower dear. Why don't you just come over?" Mrs. Fox replied on the phone.

"Yes but," I grinned twirling around my vast bedroom, "my parents are going to be out of town for the summer... Do you think I can stay for the night?"

I cheered when she assured that I could stay for the night. Little did I know the horny thoughts running through Mrs. Fox's mind at that exact moment.

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I knew I had to work fast.

As soon as that conniving bitch put down the phone with a click, I knew I had to prepare for what was to come this week. Lisa didn't know that Jamie was staying at her aunt's for a while. I gave some lame excuse about over-work and stress and my sister had graciously let Jamie stay.

That would definitely work in my favor.

I took out the packet I had confiscated earlier that week and poured it into the lemonade I had prepared for such an occasion. Lisa would be out like a light as soon as she drank this little concoction. Changing quickly into a low cut blouse that would distract that lesbian whore, I sat in the living room couch watching the clock and waiting for her to arrive.

I was bitter towards her and it's been so long since I had been intimate with someone. Impatient, I squirmed on the couch and turned on the telly.

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I walked up to the front door and knocked three times. I could hear the sounds of the television through the door and grinned imaging Jamie curled up sweetly, clutching a pillow to her busom.

I could already picture Mrs. Fox her in skin tight skirt, suit jacket, and swept up hair leaning against the door as she attempted to get her heels on. It was a frequent and oh-so-sexy image. Interrupting my thoughts, Mrs. Fox opened the door and ushered me inside.

"Thank you so much for letting me stay! I thought I'd be bored all by myself at home," I chattered happily as she took my duffle bag and placed it in the corner.

I noticed her cleavage line and the well defined shape of her arse when she turned. Distracted, I was startled when she patted my shoulder.

"Don't worry about it sweet. It's my pleasure. Believe me! Jamie's upstairs in the bathroom taking a shower. Why don't you sit on the couch and watch some telly and I'll bring you lemonade," she said while pointing towards the living room.

I groaned at the thought of Jamie in the shower, naked, with water matting her sunny blond tresses. Oh and the suds drifting down to her pussy lips, clinging to her thighs and down her shapely legs.

I sat down and tried to pay attention to whatever was coming on the tv and not the hot liquid pooling in my panties.

I must have really tired myself out that night between my excitement and my preparations going there because as soon as Mrs. Fox handed me the lemonade, I drifted off into sleep.

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Grinning at the success of my plan, I went back and threw the duffle bag Lisa had handed to me into the car parked in the garage. Walking back into the house, I looked down at the freckled red-head sleeping peacefully on the couch.

At that angle, she looked almost innocent and sweet and not the slut bag I knew her to be. I was tempted to have my way with her then and there but I assured myself that was all for later. Carefully I piggy-backed her into the back seat of the car and promptly drove towards the cabin my family owned near the lake.

Reaching down, I pinched my aching nipples with my free hand. I knew I needed some kind of release soon. It was lucky that I knew this town well enough to reach there quickly and without any interruptions.

Knowing I had a bit more free time, I slid my hand down toward my hot, aching pussy lips, praising myself for forgoing panties during my preparations. Spreading my legs, I traced my nether lips, deftly imprinting Lisa's name with the hope of what was to come. Pinching my clit, I could now smell the heat of my arousal.

The aroma filled the car and I knew pulling my love nub and reaching my fingers inside of my twat hole wouldn't be enough. Bunching my skirt up around my waist, I slipped my heels off and placed my feet on the front two seats of my cute little car.

Groaning with a "Mmm" I went down on the stick shift, slowly inserting it into my well lubricated pussy. Desperate, I grinded, hearing my ass checks thump against the cushions. I could hear myself moaning, as the screams vibrated around the car. "Oh, oh, yess, yess. Fuck it. Yess. Fuck Me. Come on. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Became my mantra as I tried to get myself toward oblivion.

Suddenly aware of the time, I sobered up from the orgasmic high I was riding upon and slipped myself off with a silent "pop".

Straightening out, I got out the car and piggy-backed Lisa down to the basement where I then began laying down the tools for my master disciplining plan. Bitch now not only had to pay for all those other times, but also the orgasm she interrupted. Twisted? Not really.

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With a moaning, I straightened up from my sleep, and tried to reach up to brush the hair out of my face, only to find that I couldn't. Bleary eyed, I tried to look around, only to see complete darkness.

Now panicking I realized that I could hear anything, or speak due to some kind of springs keeping my jaw open. My hands, I realized were tied behind my back, my elbows touching each other and my wrists clamped tightly, feeling warm with velvety fur wrapped around them.

I tried to move my feet, only to realize that my thighs, knees and ankles were also bound. Now breathing hard, I knew I was naked due to not only the ropes that brushed against my breasts every time I heaved but also the draft that hit my nether pussy lips.

I shook my head, trying with all of my might to scream, to kick, to do anything. Suddenly, I was afraid for Jamie and for Mrs. Fox, wondering what could have happened to them. Tired from pulling against my restraints, I thanked God that at least I was sitting down. My lips became dry, wetting slightly when my tears escaped the blindfold bound around my face to reach them.

Orchestral music began playing and I realized that I had headphones pressed to my ears. It was sensory deprivation at its best and I never thought I'd be at the receiving end of it.

Suddenly, I heard a voice in my ears. I couldn't place the gender.

"Lisa, you've been a naughty little girl and you deserve to experience all of those dirty thoughts that you've been having. I'm giving you a chance to live your fantasies slut. Be happy."

I once again began panicking as I felt something cold creep down my neck toward my nipples. Something was placed on each of them and I once again thanked my lucky stars that they weren't clamps.

Just when I thought nothing would be happening, I could feel my nipples protruding slowly. Moaning, I unwittingly became wet as my girlishly sensitive nipples started to be pumped. I could feel them being sucked and pinched my the cold exterior of what I was sure was a machine.

I felt like the slut that the voice told me I was, knowing that I wanted more. Moaning and pulling at my restraints, I couldn't take it as it sucked me towards my high when it stopped. I could feel my now wet pussy lips being clamped open as my nipples were being pulled on once again.

"Are you wet bitch?" the voice mocked in my ears. I started crying, scared and knowing, insanely, that I wanted to reach my peak. Screaming as something was pushed inside my pussy hole, I wished for it to stop so I could go home.

I was swiftly dipped back, and my thighs were pried open farther enough so I was almost at an upside down split. I felt a flicking at my cunt lips and my button.

"You're going to enjoy this slut," the voice sneered.

Shocked, I jolted against my restraints as I felt something spinning circles within my pussy and vibrating against my clit. On and on it went, pushing against my walls so I felt full. My clit was not so sore and engorged and my nubs were smarting from the torture they were receiving from the suction.

I pulled against my thigh restraints and my wrists. I could not move, I could not hear, and I could not scream as I received the most pleasurable torture in my life. I could feel my heat pooling down my legs as my girl smells wafted against my nose.

It just wouldn't stop.

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Smiling at my accomplishment, I watched the little cunt bitch was already silently screaming and moaning from her pleasure.

Oh no, I'd never let her reach her peak but I'd enjoy her tried to get there. Torture at its best.

"Maybe I'll leave her there for an hour or so before going on to my next plan," I cackled. This was going to be fun.