..so tight! You are all mine now, little girl. Nobody knows where you are, and I can do ANYTHING I want with you. You're...helpless."Stacie began to w...rithe and squirm underneath me, in an effort to get free even as I pumped my cock into her tight young pussy.Her fear was total, with her tears slightly smearing her mascara and her eyes wide with the frightful realization that not only could I keep her as my teenage sex slave if I wished, I could kill her, or she could also wind up pregnant.. She had on blue jeans and a purple hoodie with a black Hello Kitty on the front of it. For some reason, her breasts stuck out a little, which was odd since any kind of coat usually hid them completely. I guess this one wasn’t as baggy as it used to be. She had her long hair in a ponytail ending halfway down her back.Luckily enough, we got outside just as the bus pulled up. Most people in our grade drove to school every morning, but neither of us had a car, and Mom had to use hers to get to. There were people there from all over the US as well. It was a good turnout.He marvelled at the variety of clothing. They had told everyone to "come as you are." It looked like they had done just that. He saw some men in military uniforms, some in sports shirts and slacks, some in suits. One guy was wearing the plainest brown suit Cash had ever seen. And as for the ladies, well they were really a strange group. There were some in leather and chains, some in fancy dresses and some who looked. "What's wrong, sis?" I asked her. "I'm so fucking bored! There's nothing to do!" she replied. I looked down at her breasts. I wanted them so bad. Then, I had an idea."Bridget, how does it feel to have sex?" I asked. She opened her mouth in surprise, but immediately blushed. "Well, it depends. Some boys who I had sex with had big cocks and they have to be good in bed." she replied. She got up and went straight to the kitchen to get a beer. I wanted something to eat, so I went with her.I grabbed.