Breathtaking

by Velocity

Breathtaking. That's how she would have described the pretty child.

Breathtakingingly beautiful.

But taking the girl's breath away would come later. There were few other thing she needed to take care of first.

Maya was asleep in a little bed with pink covers and white pillows while Mr. Panda kept her safe, equally asleep in her hands. On the other side of tall windows, rain pattered quietly, indifferent to the beauty of the little girl who slept on the inside.

It was late afternoon when Anna came quietly into the room and stood beside the antique four post bed, looking down at the 10-year-old girl. Maya was still asleep, tired from all the excitement of the last few days. The excitement knowing she would be spending a day with Anna, the excitement of packing, the thrill of the journey. Her golden fingerlocks framed a pretty round face, one strand of hair falling over her closed eyelids and half open mouth.

Sweetness itself, blissfully unaware of the excitement bubbling silently in the watching Anna.

Anna smiled at the pretty sight before her. She drew closer to the little girl and placed her finger softly on the child's lips. They were warm and moist. Soft like petals. She wanted to whisper something into Maya's ear to wake her up. She was in love with the girl - always had been - and now she was alone with her too. There was no one else within miles to stop them from playing their favorite game.

Just as Anna touched her lips to the child's tiny ear, Maya's eyes blinked open and she smiled at the young woman beside her. They shared a long quiet hug but before Maya could say anything, something pushed against her mouth, prying it open and locking her delicate jaw into a wide open gap. Her mouth was stretched by a large ring-gag that Anna slipped between her lips and tied behind the child's blonde head, making the wet slippery tongue and pink interior visible and accessible to Anna while at the same time reducing Maya's words into pitiful moans and meows.

So pretty, Anna thought looking at little Maya's wide open, saliva-dribbling mouth. So perfect.

Sat on the edge of the bed Anna drew closer to the little girl and touched her warm slippery tongue with her index finger. It quivered as she played with it, exploring its silky softness, the gentle wet contours. Then encouraged by Maya's quickened breathing and tiny shivers that ran through her body, Anna pushed her finger deeper inside, moving it around more boldly while exploring the child's mouth, gums and finally her throat. Now with two fingers knuckle-deep inside the 10-year-old girl's mouth, she could feel Maya's throat as it contracted and expanded on her touch all the while gagging and attempting to extrude the invading object from her oral cavity.

But Anna wasn't dissuaded. She didn't give up just yet. Eventually two fingers were joined by a third and a fourth , all pushing deeper inside, coated in child's saliva and pushing dangerously at the small cavern of her throat, depriving the now croaking and crying Maya of much needed air. Finally, after a series of gagging and choking spasms, Anna slowly withdrew her fingers from Maya's mouth allowing the crying girl to regain her breath.

Anna eased back and licked her wet fingers clean of Maya's saliva like a cat licking her paws. Such a sweet child, she thought. She could lick her all over, like a little kitten that she was. But even better than licking Maya was kissing her. With her mouth still held painfully open by a ring-gag, Maya was in perfect position for kissing the Anna-way.

Anna shivered in anticipation as her tongue touched the delicate, stretched rim of little girl's lips. They were wet and warm and inviting. Her tongue traced the outline of the gag, then ventured further inside the child's mouth. She had shifted her position to better kiss the child and was holding little Maya in her hands now, gently resting the little blonde head on her lap while allowing her tongue to fill the child's mouth as deep as it would go.

This was Maya's favorite part. She loved being kissed by her grown up friend and it made her feel important. She knew Anna loved her and hurting was just a part of this exciting game. Even mommy said it was okay when 21-year-old Anna asked her if she could teach her daughter about sadomasomism... or sadomommyism, or something like that. Maya couldn't remember exactly that funny word. She remembered Mommy was worried but after talking to Anna - after Anna showed her the pleasures and intensity of what she would do to the little girl - Mommy agreed to them playing games. But only if Anna recorded every game on the tape for Mommy to watch later. That's why there was a video camera set up in the corner of the room, right beside the antique rocking-horse that provided hours of fun for Maya on rainy days when she was too tired for Anna's games.

The little red light was on, telling Maya it was recording Anna's every move.

Ever since that day Anna has taped all their games for Mommy to watch and enjoy. And Maya was pleased her Mommy was ever so proud of her little girl enduring every cruel and ingenious punishments that Anna inflicted on her preteen body.

Maya knew her Mommy liked all this because whenever she brought Maya to Anna's place she always told her to be very good and behave, Mommy always said 'do what Anna said and make sure the camera was on her'. And when Mommy had seen the tapes she would tell Maya what a wonderful little girl she was and how she was so happy.

Maya knew Anna was special. She was good at satisfying both little Maya and her Mommy and some of the more elaborate games stayed with the child so vividly. There was the time when she used at least twenty clothespins all over Maya's body connected by a single string. When Anna ripped the the string away all the clothespins snapped off at the same time, causing an instant screaming pain to Maya. The preteen girl cried but Anna comforted her as she always did.

Another time when Maya was spanked, Anna whipped and slapped Maya from her feet to her face. Whipping Maya was everyone's favorite game, especially whipping the child's little bare feet with a riding crop.

That was when Anna tied Maya down so she couldn't run away and the soles of her little feet were upturned and ready to be whipped. A kiss on each foot - and that tickled - and then the steady, careful rhythmic beating that slowly made Maya shriek and cry until she was gagged and then the beating would continue.

The three hour punishment that day left them both tired and drained of energy, but while Maya was hurting all over, Anna enjoyed a shattering, deserved orgasm at the end.

As usual Maya was allowed to rest after the kissing. She was breathless and excited as she carefully observed Anna gathering the ropes which she was going to use on the child's small body. This silent observation made her shiver in anticipation of what was going to be done to her. There was a mental picture in Maya's mind, one of her naked and tied so tightly that ropes cut deep into her skin. Often after the game was over and she was untied and comforted in Anna's loving hands, she was proud of the marks that ropes left on her skin. Anna was proud of her too and she would always kiss the rope marks on every part of her body to make it feel better, running her tongue in the little red creases. Making Maya chuckle and shiver and moan, especially when Anna's tongue probed into the red marks across her little nipples and between her legs.

When Anna returned to Maya's bedside, she carried a handful of ropes, laces and straps. She smiled at the little girl and touched her cheek, stroking it in affection and comfort. It was time to get undressed. Only weeks ago, Maya would shy away from showing herself naked to a stranger, but now she looked forward to being touched and admired by another girl. She loved hearing Anna tell her how beautiful she was, all the while tying ropes around her slender ankles and wrists.

And this time it wasn't any different. Anna's expert hands skillfully unbuttoned and untied various laces and buttons on Maya's little dress, rolled off her ankle socks and eased her out of her cotton panties. Naked as a flower, she lay on the bed now, helpless and ready to be tied, hurt and played with by her grown up friend.

What followed in the little bedroom would frighten and shock anyone who didn't understand but to little Maya it was just another exciting game that her mommy called sex and Anna called sadomasism... or something. Tying her hands tightly, first her wrists, then elbows behind her back so they touched together, wasn't frightening to Maya. It hurt, yes, but she wasn't scared. After her hands have been secured, Anna tied child's ankles to a wide, wide spreader bar which was going to keep her legs well apart, then moved on to her chest where she tied a rough hemp rope right across the little girl's nipples, tightly pulling on both ends so it cut deep, painfully crushing and pinching Maya's two little bumps on her chest.

The rope was then passed around Maya's tummy and wound tightly five times around until it squeezed her waist into a slim and narrow shape.

Maya endured her rough bondage in a quiet enchantment. There was no doubt she felt pain judging by a couple of doleful tears in her eyes but there was also a shiver of excitement that passed through her body every time Anna's soft fingers brushed against her skin. Her mouth, still open wide in a big O, dribbled saliva on her flat chest and tummy. She knew Mommy would watch it all on the video tape when Anna took her back home so she tried to keep a brave face even when ropes began pinching her nipples so tightly it made her eyes water.

But both Anna and Mommy liked to see the tears roll down Maya's face, so she didn't mind.

Anna skillfully completed restraining her little prisoner and then moved on to the next phase. She looped a rope with a noose on one end around the hook and pulley in the ceiling. The noose dangled in front of Maya so she could see it, so she could admire it. The noose was tested to check it slipped smoothly before being put around Maya's neck. The other end of the rope remained in Anna's hands. Bringing the little girl closer to her arrangement and placing the noose around her neck was the final act of bondage. Everything that followed was only fun and games.

Standing on her toes with ankles tied to the huge spreader bar was not easy, and with a noose around her neck it also made it little frightening for Maya. Anna was now down between her legs admiring the smooth, puffy and slightly damp preteen vagina that opened up before her gaze to reveal the inner labia and a little bump of the child's clitoris. Just perfect for fingering, thought Anna as she tightened the hold of the rope in her hand which in turn tightened the noose around Maya's neck.

Little by little, creasing into the child's slim neck.

Anna's fingers slowly traced the lips of the preteen sex, then slid inside between the moist folds of skin and pushed deeper inside the child. A quiet meow welcomed the intrusion in the depths of her vulva as Anna moved her finger in and out while steadily tightening the noose around Maya's neck.

Adding the second finger only increased the level of little girl's crying. Maya was twitching as two of Anna's fingers were now vigorously pistoning in and out of the little sex, the noose tightening ever more, dragging the child closer to the edge as her little feet kept rising higher and higher on their toes. Straining against the rope that constricted her neck and hauled her upwards. Sensing the climax, Anna hooked her fingers and pushed against the child's G spot, pinching her little clitoris with the thumb. With her other hand she pulled the rope a final inch that lifted Maya off the floor and cut off her breath supply just as the powerful orgasm quaked her small body.

An hour later, after Anna kissed away little tears from Maya's face, they shared a warm, bubbly bath, playing with each other and laughing. They dressed up and watched the video tape while cuddling on the couch. Watching it all happen again sent delightful shivers through Maya's body. Mommy will certainly love this tape, she thought to herself and snuggled closer to Anna.