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Subject: REPOST Redonna pt 2 (pedo)
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Her name doesn't matter, let's call her T. The way she handled the
little boys was awesome. One evening she showed up at the manse
and Martin greeted her warmly, and introduced us. We liked each
other immediately and the evening was off to a flying start. Towards
9 pm she asked Martin for a boy to service her. Martin grinned and
sent his man to bring a boy.

The 12 year old boy was brought to the main living area and
presented to T. A smile lit her face.as her eyes traveled.his slender
body. He stood before her naked, and quivering. T rose and went to
him, slid her cool hands over his tight firm little ass. Her hands
caressed it, then slid around to his chest where she tweaked his little
nipples. The boy made an audible sound as he shook with
embarrassed excitement.
His cock was hard already and it did't matter that Martin and I were
watching every move T made. She knelt before him, her fingers
traveling lightly over his stomach, a butterfly touch to the tip of his
penis, then down his thighs. He tried to move away from her and she
grabbed his little ass and told him, "don't you dare move". He closed
his eyes and stood still. She leaned over and gently bit his thigh, her
lips closing to suck on the tender flesh. The boy quivered under her
expert caresses.

She sucked various places on his thighs and stomach, ever nearer
his throbbing little cock, but never touching it. Her tongue snaked out
and licked the places she had sucked, and we thought the boy was
going to faint at the touch of her warm, wet tongue. Without warning,
T reached up and took his little cock between two of her fingers, she
pulled it a few times, and the boy lost control. He crumpled to his
knees at his first orgasm with a woman. We could see his entire
body convulse in pleasure. T calmly wiped his cum from her chin
and licked it off her fingers. She smiled at the boy and said, "now,
my little lover, we can get down to business". The look on the boys
face was a cross between anticipation, and fear.

T stood before the boy and dropped all her clothes. Her tits were
huge and the boys eyes bulged at the sight. She smiled and pulled
his face between them. She held him there and he began to struggle
as breathing was not easy. She released him and cupped her tits,
thrusting her nipples at his mouth. "Suck them boy, suck on them
good" she told him. He did as he was told and we could see him
open his mouth and take them in. This was to much for the boy, and
he again shot his load, this time on T's thigh. She sighed and pushed
him away. She looked at her thigh and then put her hand on the
boys shoulder. "You made this mess, now you lick it up" she told
him. He
looked horrified at the prospect, began to back away. T pushed him
down to his knees and thrust her thigh at his face, "I said, lick it up
boy, do it, and do it now." The frightened boy did as he was told.
He closed his eyes and his tongue came out, landing in his cum
which had now begun to run down T's thigh. "Open your eyes so
you can see where to lick boy." She told him. He did as told.

T waited patiently for the boy to finish cleaning her thigh, knowing he
was angry and upset, terrified even. He would have trouble getting
another hard on so soon, and this is what she had waited for. Now
she could begin to have her fun. When he had licked all of his cum
from her thigh, she pulled him to his feet. Standing before him she
cupped her breasts and tweaked her own nipples, moaning low in her
throat. The boy watched as she caressed her own body, down her
stomach, to her hairy mound. "Watch me!" she commanded as her
fingers pulled open her pussy lips and exposed her clit. She
massaged it gently, while watching his face, and his cock. It had not
stirred to life again yet, and this pleased her. She took her fingers
from her pussy, all wet with her juice and placed them on the boys
lips. "Lick them" she told him. Her pussy smell was strong and
musty, not unpleasant. He opened his mouth and licked her fingers
clean. She dipped her fingers into her pussy again, getting them
wet, then began to rub it all over the boy. He stood still, shaking,
goose bumps covering his flesh.

Her wet fingers found his little hairless sack and she cupped them in
her hand, gently squeezing them. The boy moaned and his cock
once again began to grow. Smiling now, T dipped her fingers into
her pussy again, and this time rubbed her juice up and down the
boy's small shaft. T went to her knees before the boy, and began to
nip at his thighs, turning him around to nip on his ass and the back of
his thighs, her fingers still lightly stroking his 12 year old cock. It
was
still not completely hard as T turned him around to face her again.
She nipped his thighs harder this time, nearer his little sack. When
he flinched, she looked up at him and said, "get it hard little boy, or I
might have to bite it". The boys eyes flew open in fear at her words
and what ever hardness he had, fled in a flash. T knew this would
happen, had looked forward to it. She licked the boys thighs,
stomach, moving up to his chest. Sucking on his little nipples, her
hands squeezing his ass. She sucked on his throat, nibbled on his
ear and whispered, "do I have to bite it?" The boy groaned as she
pulled him into her arms and hugged him to her breasts.

Martin and I watched her in action, impressed with her method of
teasing.

T asked Martin, "might I have a glass of ice water, please?" Our man
hurried to comply and quickly brought her the water. She thanked
him and turned back to the boy. She pushed his legs apart and
moved the glass between his legs, then moved it up until his hairless
little balls were just sitting in the ice. The boy shivered and shrank
away, but not as much as his cock did. His balls shrank against his
body, his dick shriveled to nothing. T removed the water and
engulfed the boy's cock and balls in her warm wet mouth. The boy
groaned in pleasure as she sucked every inch of his little cock and
balls into her mouth and twirled her tongue around them. After only a
few seconds, he became hard, started to thrust his hips forward. T
quickly released his cock from her mouth, and once again doused
his balls in the iced water, this time with his cock too. The boy
screamed in shock as the icy waves rushed over his little cock. T
smiled, held the glass against him and whispered, "you like it don't
you baby?" The boy shook his head no, tears forming in his eyes.

By now T's pussy was so hot and wet, her juices were flowing down
her leg. She removed the glass of ice water from the boys cock and
balls and lay back in a chair, her legs spread wide. She commanded
the boy, "crawl over here and lick me. Start at my toes, or you will
get the ice again." The boy hurried to comply and was at her feet,
tongue licking between and around her toes. He moved at a pace
she set by guiding his head with her hand in his hair. He licked her
feet, her calves, her thighs. When his face was close to her pussy
she commanded in a throaty whisper, "lick my pussy boy". We
watched as the boy pushed his face between her legs, searching for
the warmth of her pussy on his tongue. She moaned and thrust her
hips up onto his tongue, her juices coating it freely. Whenever his
tongue caressed her clit she almost purred like a kitten. She
reached down and spread her pussy lips wider and exposed all of
her clit, which was hard, and big. "Suck it right there boy!" she
said. He obeyed and when his lips closed upon that hard nub and
sucked she bucked and fucked his face for all she was worth,
sending waves of juices down his chin and onto the chair. When her
cum subsided, she noticed the boys cock was hard again. She
pulled him up into her lap, then to his knees, his cock at her lips. T
opened her mouth and sucked him in, grasping his ass, playing
lightly with his asshole, and forcing his cock in and out of her mouth.
When she felt his cock begin to throb, she lightly bit down upon it,
shocking the boy into remission. Again she sucked him, her tongue
snaking out, down and around his balls, up and down the length of
his cock. Once again he was ready to cum and T bit down again, a
little harder this time. The boy moaned in pain, and need, his little
ass wiggling and writhing in her hands.

Once again, she gently, lovingly sucked his hard little cock, harder
now, more determined to make him cum. She had a special surprise
for him. His cock began to throb almost immediately, and he flinched
expecting her teeth. When they did not bite into him he groaned and
began fucking her warm mouth, his hands now in her hair. She
sucked him harder, until she knew he could not hold back. Just as
he began to cum, she bit down on his little cock and at the same time
drove a finger into his pink puckered asshole. The boy screamed as
her teeth held him, forcing his cum out of him. He did not know
which way to move, the teeth on his cock holding him one way, the
finger in his ass holding him the other way. He could not stop
cumming !! He screamed and screamed as her teeth released him
and she sucked his small cock dry.

The boy sank to the floor in an exhausted heap, barely able to move,
and still T was not finished. She lay him on his back and straddled
his face, pushing her lush pussy against his soft lips. She rubbed
her clit against his lips and he opened his mouth to except that nub,
and suckled it like a baby on a tit. T moaned in pure pleasure as she
allowed the boy to drink the last of her juices. He tried to snuggle
against her and she pushed him away and asked Martin, "have him
removed please". Our man instantly snatched the boy up and took
him from the room. T quietly stood and dressed, then sat in the chair
relaxing. "Wonderful Martin ! Exquisite!" I should like to buy that
one, what is your price?" Martin grinned and said, "$5,000." T took
out her wallet and counted out 5 one thousand dollar bills.

We enjoyed a light dinner after which T's new slave was presented to
her, dressed and ready to go. She took his hand and led him to her
limo and pushed him into the back seat. She turned to wave good-
bye and it was obvious she was ready to have the boy again.
Martin and I waved to her and shut the door behind us. Now we were
ready for some fun of our own.

T had been my first experience of selling a slave, the second
customer we dealt with was a man, about 40 years old. Martin
assured him that I was 'safe' and the man visibly relaxed. He was a
bit embarassed to look at the pictures of our little slaves, and have to
ask for what he wanted in front of me. Martin asked me to wait in
'our' room while he conducted this sale. I readily agreed. (Our room
was next to one we let the buyers use to explore their purchases, for
they were usually to excited to wait for that pleasure. This room had
a one way mirror wall, behind which there was a huge bed. Martin
would join me if the man and his new boy went into the room and
locked the door. Sometimes we watched alone, sometimes we
brought a slave to service us, as we watched the action in the other
room.) Finally he chose a boy, age 9, a boy that our man had been
busily training. A good looking boy with blonde hair and brown eyes,
a tight little body. He allowed the boy to enter first, then turned and
locked the door. Almost at that instant, Martin appeared in our room,
Wendy at his side. He sat on the bed, and Wendy on the floor at
our feet. The show was about to begin.

The man slowly undressed the boy, caressing his tight little body as
each article of clothing was removed. When he had the boy standing
before him in only his underwear, he reached out and cupped the
boys penis and balls in his hand. The boy, well trained and obiedient
began to fuck the man's hand. He ground his little cock into that big
warm hand and moaned. The man stood then and let his clothes fall
to the floor as he undressed. His cock was hard, stood out straight
from his body. A good guess put it at 7 inches long, and very wide.
The boy instantly fell to his knees, grasping that hard cock. His
tongue snaked out and slid across the head of it, then down the
length. The man visibly shook in pleasure. The boy licked down
further, around the man's balls, sucking them in gently, swirling his
tongue around them, then back up the shaft again. Then the man
groaned as the boy opened his mouth and slid it over the end of his
cock. Down, down, down, until the boy had swallowed the man's
hard throbbing cock. The man reached down and grabbed the boy's
head and began thrusting his hips, fucking his hard cock down the
boys warm willing throat, feeling the muscles there milking it as he
swallowed. He didn't fuck the boy's throat long, but pulled his cock
out and pulled the boy to his feet. He kissed the boy, tasting his own
precum on the boy's lips. Then he had the boy kneel upon the bed,
his legs spread. He knelt behind the boy then, and lowered his
mouth the boy's pink puckered asshole.

Martin and I watched as the man's tongue fucked in and out of his
new little slave, wetting the boys little hole, probing it, opening it.
I could not stand it, I pulled Wendy's face to my pussy. Instantly
she began to lick and suck me off. Martin stroked his own cock
beside us.

Back in the other room the man was now kneeling behind the boy,
his cock in hand. He put it against the boy's asshole. Taking the
boy's hips in his hands the man began to push his cock into the boy's
ass.
"OOOOOOooooooo" the boy moaned as the man's cock pushed past
his spinchster. The man thrust HARD, and the boy yelled in surpised
pain as that cock pushed into his ass. The man started fucking the
boy slowly, gently for several minutes, then he began to fuck him
faster and harder. Deeper the man fucked into the boys pink little
hole. He reached down between the boys legs and took hold of his
little cock. He began to pull it in time with his thrusts, jacking the
boy
off. Our man had trained the boy well, taught him to love being
fucked in the ass. The boy cried out, "YES FUCK ME MASTER !!
FUCK MY ASS DEEP AND HARD!! I Love your hard cock in my
ass !!" The man pounded his cock into the boys ass, groaning and
sweating. His entire body began to shake as he stroked the boys
cock still faster and hoarsely commanded, "Cum with me boy !
Shoot your hot sperm as I fill your belly with my own hot cum !!" The
boy groaned and wiggled his ass, fucking both the cock in his
asshole and the hand wrapped around and pulling on his cock.
Suddenly both of them went rigid and loud groans were heard from
both as they came together.

I thought it was over, but it wasn't. The man got on his hands and
knees and told his new little slave, "lick and suck my ass boy, make
my cock hard again!!" The boy did not hesitate. Our man had
trained him very well indeed. The man moaned as the boy's lips and
tongue began to search and probe his asshole. He groaned loudly
when the boy sucked it. Taking a chance the boy reached down and
grabbed his new master's cock. It was beginning to harden and he
stroked it, lovingly. The man went wild and humped the boys face
and hands, his cock now rock hard and throbbing again. Just when
he was about to cum he rolled over and pulled the boys mouth down
onto his cock. He held the boys head in his hands and fucked his
mouth, driving his cock down the boy's throat where he dumped
another hot load of cum.

In our room, Martin pushed Wendy back from my pussy and shot his
cum all over it. I felt his warm sticky fluid run down my slit, then felt
Wendy's warm little tongue licking it up. She licked softly and slowly,
deliberately, wanting every drop of Martin's hot cum. When she had
licked me clean she closed her lips upon my clit and sucked me to a
wonderful cum.

Martin and I had been partners for 3 months when I asked him to tell
me more about Ledonna. In our usual place before the fire he smiled
and began.

"Ledonna was not an easy mistress to please. She wanted
everything, and everyone to be perfect. Servants often left her
employ because they were punished for small mistakes, or even no
mistake, it all depended upon Ledonna's mood. It wasn't long before
she did realize she would have no one to service her and take care
of the house and grounds if she did not stop her abuse of the help.
Reluctantly, she became a more reasonable and sometimes
compassionate employer. This in turn inspired loyalty. One of her
former servants returned to her and asked for his old job back.
Ledonna was 29 now and had known the man since she married old
Jacob when she was 17. She was glad he had returned and took
him on again. This man, John, knew about Ledonna and old Jacob,
knew what the old man put her through, how he had changed the
innocent girl into the woman she was now. He did not blame
Ledonna for her acts, he understood them. He had heard stories of
her 'adventures' with her servants, even heard what she had done to
some of the younger girls. John was only 10 years older then
Ledonna, and truth be known, he loved her, wanted her to be happy.
He decided that she would be happy, with his help.

According to her diary, John brought her young girls to play with.
Sometimes she allowed him to watch and even take part, other times
she wanted to be alone with the girls. Ledonna wrote, "even though
the girls are many, and some are willing, it is not enough. It seems
there is something I am missing. Most of the girls have budded
breasts, and hair has begun to grow upon their mounds. Somehow, I
find this distasteful. Maybe a younger girl? One not so well
developed, one more innocent? Now that the thought has occured to
me, I feel that is the answer. I am excited, anxious to try one so
young." I expect she went to John then and asked him for younger
girls, innocent girls. He complied. He watched her with the girls, at
first he knew she was satisfied with their soft lips upon her pussy, but
this did not last a long time, and she was searching again for more
pleasure. The next section of her diary reads, "John brought a girl
this eve, very pretty little girl, 9 years old. No sign of breasts or
hair
upon her body. She looked to be a tempting morsel, yet I found
myself a bit un-interested in taking her. Somehow, John had
foreseen this and was prepared. He handed me a strange looking
object, with leather straps attached to it. I turned it over in my hands
several times before I realized it was a replica of a male organ,
carved from wood !! I looked at him in confusion and he was smiling
at me. In answer to my unspoken question he rose and came to me.
He took the object from my hand and asked me to undress. I did,
until I stood naked before him and the girl. He then pressed the flat
end of the thing against my mound, and tightly tied the leather straps
between my legs, and around my waist. I looked down and could not
help but laugh at the ridiculous sight of such a thing hanging from my
body.
John then caressed my face, and whispered, "fuck her Ledonna,
take you fat hard cock and fuck her. Make her squeal on your hard
cock, make her cry, and writhe for you. Take the pleasure you want
from her." I stopped laughing, and looked at the frightened girl. I
took a step towards her, feeling the warm wetness of my excitement
trickle down the inside of my thighs. She backed away from me
then, soft little cries of 'no' coming from her lips. I reached for her
and threw her on the bed. Ripping her clothes off as she struggled
against me. John came to my aid and grabbed the girls hands,
dragging them high over her head. I grasped her ankles and pulled
her legs wide. The 'cock' John had made for me against her soft
virgin mound. I could not stop, not if all the world ended, I could not,
would not have stopped. I pushed my hips forward, again and again,
harder each time as I watched the wooden phallus part the sweet
innocent pussy lips of this girl, and begin to stretch and enter her. I
pushed again, and hit her hymen. I closed my eyes and groaned in
anticipation of her cries as I thrust again, this time breaking her
hymen. Oh how she cried and writhed beneath my thrusting hips ! I
began fucking her then, slowly at first, then harder and faster, ever
wanting more of this new cock of mine imbedded in her tender
pussy. I looked to John and saw he held the girls hands with one of
his, and with the other he was stroking his manhood, his eyes glued
to the wooden phallus rammed in the small girls pussy. I had never
felt like this !! My body quivered and quaked, shook and trembled,
sweat breaking out on my brow as I fucked the girl harder still making
her cry out loudly. Finally, I fell down upon her, impaling her upon
that cock and I came the most wonderful orgasm in my life as she
screamed in pain at having her pussy so used and abused. Realizing
John was close to cumming, I forced the girls mouth open. John
knew why, he
aimed his cock at her waiting mouth and shot his hot load into her
throat. She gagged and did not want to swallow, but had no choice.
I loved the sight of his hot cum shooting down her throat. It was then
I realized I also loved John".

Martin looked at me and knew I was hotter then hell, and he grinned.
"I told you that Ledonna was not a mundane sort of woman." I had to
agree with that ! My mind wandered to what other perversions this
woman of old had indulged in and asked Martin to tell me more. He
shook his head "no, not now. First we must tend to business. As
you know Redonna, I have to go on a buying trip. We don't have
enough little ones for our customers to choose from. It's up to you to
take care of things until I return." I told him I understood and would
wait to hear more about his great x 4 grand mother.

During Martin's 3 week absence, I managed to sell all of our slaves.
Martin would be pleased, as he did not like to contaminate new slaves
with the prescence of old ones. Martin had purchased the new
slaves more then six months earlier, and had them confined to a
center which he trusted to care for them and see to their health and
welfare, as well as any medical exams they needed. All that
remained was to obtain paper work for them and he would return with
his 'adopted children', and none the wiser.
He had six little ones at his side when he returned. A set of twin girls
age 6, a set of twin boys age 7, and 2 girls about age 5 and 11. All
of them good looking kids. I was excited to see them, after all it had
been awhile since we had an innocent !

Martin rested that evening, and as he sat by the fire I read him the
record of the sales I had made, and he was pleased. I also told him
that first thing in the morning Lucy K. was coming by to talk
business. "Ah yes, Lucy! It has been a long time since I last saw
her. I imagine her slave has out grown her usefulness, and
desireablity. You will like Lucy, you have much in common." For
some reason, I was a bit jealous of this Lucy person, and I was
surprised at the feeling. It was fleeting though and I quickly forgot
about it. I curled up in Martin's arms and we went to sleep.

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