Mi hermanastra cabalga como una Valkiria
The Babysitter’s Secret Web
When Lily, a young and nubile twenty-something, walked into the vet clinic, she had no idea her life was about to be turned upside down. Her friend Kaitlyn, the receptionist, had conned her into filling in on short notice as the babysitter for her sister’s three rambunctious children. “Please Lily, I’m desperate,” Kaitlyn pleaded, batting her eyelashes. “The regular sitter cancelled last minute and I promised Zoey I’d find a replacement. It’s just a few hours, you’ll be a lifesaver!” Feeling sorry for her helpless friend, Lily agreed. Little did she know the real story…
After filling in the necessary paperwork, Lily left Kaitlyn’s work and drove to the address in a swanky suburb. She pulled up in front of a huge two-story house with neat hedges and a tidy yard. The door swung open before she could even knock. There stood Zoey, her dark hair tamed into an elegant bun, wearing a crisp white blouse and pencil skirt. She looked Lily up and down, her lips pursing.
“Kaitlyn said you’d fill in, but I didn’t realize… well, never mind. Come in, I suppose.” Zoey stepped aside, motioning Lily into the foyer. “The children are in the playroom. God knows what mess they’ve made.” She rolled her eyes.
Lily followed Zoey down a long hallway, heels clicking on the hardwood. Suddenly, Zoey stopped and grabbed Lily’s arm, spinning her around. She shoved Lily against the wall, her manicured hand gripping Lily’s throat. Lily’s eyes widened in shock, pulse pounding.
“What the hell?” Lily gasped.
Zoey leaned in close, her hot breath tickling Lily’s ear. “Be a good girl and do exactly as I say,” she cooed, voice dripping with menace. “And maybe, just maybe, I won’t make that cute little ass of yours my bitch.”
Lily squirmed but the taller woman held her fast, grinding against her. “Kaitlyn said nothing about-”
“I know what I said to that naive bitch,” Zoey snapped. “She doesn’t need to know our dirty little secret.” Her hand roamed down between Lily’s legs, roughly cupping her through her jeans. Lily whimpered.
Zoey laughed, cold and cruel. “That’s it, moan for me. I’m going to enjoy breaking you.” With one swift movement, she ripped open Lily’s shirt, sending buttons flying.
Speechless, Lily could only gape as Zoey viciously pinched and twisted her nipples. Tears pricked Lily’s eyes. “Please…I haven’t done anything-”
“What’s the matter, slut?” Zoey sneered, all traces of civility gone. She started undoing her own blouse. “You like this, I can tell. I saw that look in your eyes when I grabbed you. Precious baby dyke, craves a dominant woman, don’t you?”
Lily was trembling now, a confusing traitorous heat building deep in her core. Zoey noticed too, smirking wickedly. “Look at that, wet already, just from a little manhandling.” She plunged a hand down the front of Lily’s pants, two fingers pumping into her slick folds. Lily cried out, back arching.
Zoey increased her pace, red nails scraping against sensitive walls. “That’s it, good little slut,” she purred. “Gonna fuck a mess into this tight pussy. Then I’ll send you home, sticky with my cum.” Her mouth latched on to Lily’s neck, sharp teeth digging into soft flesh. Lily was lost to the pleasure and pain, hips rolling against Zoey’s hand. When she tipped over the edge, it was ignominious, scream of release echoing down the hall.
“Mmm, tasty,” Zoey murmured against Lily’s throat, licking the marks she left. “My new plaything.” Still panting, Lily slumped against the wall, mortified. She just came in front of a virtual stranger! But Zoey was already pulling up her panties and walking away.
“I left my number on the kitchen counter. You’d better have it learned by heart.” She glanced back mockingly. “No calling, of course. And if you ever breathe a word of this, I’ll deny it. Your word against mine. Who’d they believe, sweet young seductress or devoted wife? Consider that. ‘Bye now!” And she strut back down the hall like nothing happened.
Shaking like a leaf, Lily rearranged her clothes as best she could and fled the house in a daze. She didn’t for a second doubt Zoey’s casual threat. Remembering that imperious voice barking orders, the feeling of those cruelly grinding hips, Lily made a decision. Close her eyes if she must but this cunt was going to jump into that secret web of Zoey’s. Tentatively, she reached for her phone. The number stared back from the screen, daring her to submit to the growing ache.
It was just a number…
