Ms. 3

by Wendy_allc

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Emma sat looking at her work PC but her mind was going over the events of the last 6 months. 6 months ago she would have said she was normal now she knew on one would say she was normal. She had a lover who was 9, one third of her age. Kerry had almost taken over her life now. Emma didn’t go out to clubs or bars anymore and was happy to baby-sit Kerry almost all the time. Her mother was happy enough with this as it got Kerry away form her brother and the arguments over the TV or anything else while she was out working.

For 3 months now Kerry had had a key to Emma’s flat and would be there most nights when she got home. Last night Emma had arrived home to see Kerry sat on the couch in her pretty school uniform, legs wide her knickers pulled to one side and she had just knelt inform of her and started to kiss and lick her lover's pussy. Emma was starting to think she wasn’t the one in charge of this relationship anymore it was Kerry.

Two Saturdays back they had woken up in bed together and the first thing Kerry said to Emma was “You’re a pedo you know!” Emma had just replied “Yes I am,” and they had made love for the morning as usual it seemed. Now Kerry was asking Emma to do things which made her feel wet constantly. They had watched a lesbian porn film where one of the actresses worn a dog collar and Kerry had said, “You’d look sexy like that.” The next day Emma was wearing a real dogs collar with a lead and being walked round the flat like the bitch she was becoming.

Emma needed relief from these thoughts so headed for the toilets. Once there she quickly entered the end stall and opened her hand bag. She found what she needed and removed her knickers, pulled up her skirt sitting down with her legs spread as far as the cubicle allowed. She held the item from her hand bad to her nose, Kerry’s little girl knickers still smelt of her as Emma’s fingers quickly found her pussy and bug in deep.

Her mind reeling with images and feelings she was soon rapidly fingering herself making more noise than she realised. Her mind was now on last Saturday when it had been Kerry’s birthday. They had woken as usual together and Kerry had immediately asked “Where is my present you pedo?” a word she liked to use to Emma now.

Emma went to her cupboard and reached up high for the package. She had wrapped it in pink with bows “There you are my little lover,” as she handed the present to the little girl.

“I thought you’d like it, you can really make me into your bitch with it,” Emma said as Kerry ripped the packaging apart. Inside was a brown box which Kerry shook till it gave up her new toy.

“What is it?” Kerry asked

“It’s a strap on shaped the same as a dog's cock,” Emma said with a smile. She had found it online and thought it would extend their play in that area.

Kerry jumped from the bed and started looking for her harness to try her new toy. “You better get your collar on then bitch,” she said sending a thrill though Emma pussy.

Just as Emma got her collar in place and the lead over her back she felt a small hand on her back. “Over you go bitch,” said Kerry and pushed Emma forward on the carpet. The dildo was a true copy of a large dog and as normal Kerry was in no mood to wait. She held Emma’s pussy lips apart and pushed it in as far as she could causing Emma to cry out in shock and pain.

“Does my pedo bitch like that?” Kerry asked as she got a rhythm going with her hips.

“Oh god Kerry fuck me baby girl!” Emma shouted and Kerry did.

Suddenly Emma came sat on the toilet in her cubicle. She felt her juices run over her fingers and she quickly took them to her mouth to lick clean with the smell of Kerry’s knickers still held to her nose.

Emma wiped herself as best she could and flushed away as much evidence as possible. Leaving the cubicle she moved to the sinks and started to wash her hands and face. Then she heard the sound of another toilet flush. Oh god did they hear me? Did I say anything? Oh shit I think I’m in trouble here!

The door opened and the new manager walked out. She was shorted then Emma by a good 5 inches at 5’4”, Slim with blonde hair and blue eyes. Emma had not had much dealing with her till now but she had heard she was quite tough on people. At 48 she looked good for her age Emma had thought but didn’t know much else about her other than that.

“I think we need to talk, I’ll see you in my office in 10 minutes,” said Wendy, the new manager.