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Subject: {ASSM} Amy Has No Choice {M/f, pedo, MC, NC}
Date: Thu, 23 Nov 2000 13:10:04 -0500
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Title:  Amy Has No Choice  (M/f, pedo, MC, NC)

As I sat in the rather large armchair, I watched as Amy swept the wood 
stairs that led to the bedrooms upstairs.  Amy was paying off her debt to 
me.  Less than a week ago she was rather careless while riding her bike and 
she ended up putting a very large and long scratch on my truck of only a 
month.  Her parents and I came to an agreement that I would pay the $700 
bill and that Amy would spend two days a week after school along with both 
Saturday and Sunday doing chores for me until her debt was paid.

It was Saturday and this was the second day that she had been here.  "Amy, 
after you finish sweeping the stairs, go into the bedrooms upstairs and dust 
all the tops of the furniture." I called out to her.  "Yes Mr. Sims" she 
politely answered.  I had known Amy for three years since she and her family 
had moved in next door.  One thing that I had noticed about Amy, she seemed 
to keep to herself mostly.  Maybe that was because our neighborhood did not 
have many girls her age.  She had just turned 11 a month ago... I knew because 
that is when she got her new bike.

Amy began to dust the tops of the dressers, night tables etc. upstairs.  I 
hollered to her to make sure she moved everything off the tops before she 
dusted.  "Yes Sir, I will" she answered.  I could hear her and almost tell 
which room she was in.  When she entered into my bedroom, that was my clue 
to move to the basement.  I turned on the video monitor and watched  Amy as 
she began cleaning my room.  I had several cameras placed throughout the 
house and three in my bedroom alone.  I could control the zoom along with 
where the remote camera was pointing.  I had left several things out on top 
of my dresser to see what Amy would do when she discovered them.  Now was my 
moment of truth.  Amy first came to an adult magazine that was next to the 
lamp.  I watched as she reacted to the image on the cover.  It was of a lady 
with a cock in her mouth.  Amy seemed to almost freeze in time as she 
studied the photo.  Then she did what I was hopping she would do, she opened 
the pages and began to look through it.

My cock started growing immediately.  I zoomed in and was able to get a 
great shot of both Amy's face along with what she was looking at.  The 
magazine was full of almost all oral photos.  Oral with cocks and female 
lips faces, even some cum shots.  Shit, I could not contain myself, my cock 
was rock hard watching her.  Amy was supposed to work for four hours today, 
and she had only been here for thirty and I had her where I wanted her.  I 
knew I had to get things ready for the remainder of my plan for today.  I 
left the camera running and went back out into the den and called to her.  
"Amy, how are things going up there?"   Amy scrambled to put the magazine 
back and with some guilt in her voice, said "Um fine".  "When you get done 
dusting my bedroom, please come down and find me.  I continued to watch as 
she went through the room dusting.  On my nightstand was a pair of my 
underwear and under that was a realistic rubber cock dildo.  I watched as 
her eyes came in contact with it.  Once again, she froze for a moment.  She 
had just seen lots of pictures of guy's cocks.... And hard ones.  She picked 
it up and I noticed as she turned it around looking at it from all sides... 
exploring it in detail.  Down at the bottom was a switch that she found and 
when it started to vibrate, it startled her so much that she jumped a bit 
and let it fly through the air.  She quickly picked it up again and fumbled 
around until she got it stopped.

I wondered what was going through her mind.  Did she have any clue what 
pleasure that could give her?   I doubted it.  But I knew she would know... 
and soon.

As she finished the bedroom, she headed downstairs and called out to me.  
"Mr. Sims, I'm done with your bedroom."

"Come into the den Amy"  "Sit down in front of me on this ottoman."  Amy, I 
need to ask you something, and I want you to tell me the truth.   You'll be 
honest with me won't you Amy?"

"Yes sir" she answered.

"Good, then tell me, other than dusting my bedroom, was there something that 
you did upstairs that you probably should not have done?"

I could see her squirming but she answered quickly "No sir Mr. Sims."

"Amy, are you lying to me?"  "No Mr. Sims, I promise I'm not."  "Did you 
look at anything that you should not be looking at and that your parents 
would spank you for?"  Again, she told me no.

I unzipped my pants and took my cock out which was almost as hard as it 
gets.  I started to stroke it.... And watched as Amy's eyes were glued to it.  
"Do you know what this is Amy?"  "Have you seen a picture of one of these?"  
Amy just sat there because I am sure that she did not know what else to do.  
And she did not answer me either.  "Amy, this is my cock, come over here and 
out your hand on it"

"No, she said abruptly, that's nasty and wrong"  "But looking at every 
picture in that magazine and holding that rubber cock was not right either 
but you did that anyway" That was the first time her eyes left the stare of 
my cock and met mine.   I could read her mind.  How did he know...? How could 
he be sure that I did that?

"I didn't look at them, I just moved the dirty magazine."  I want to go home 
now."  As she turned to leave, I grabbed her arm.  "Let go of me" she 
screamed.  Amy wait,  "I have something that you need to see before you 
leave.  And if you still want to leave, you can."  I took the remote and 
started the video.  There on the TV was Amy, looking at every page in the 
magazine.... And then we watched as she explored the vibrator.

"Now Amy, it does appear that you did in fact lie to me.  And what do you 
think your mother or father would say or do to you if they saw this video of 
you enjoying the naked pictures of lots of men's cocks?"

Amy kept silent.  I still had hold of her arm and I moved it so that her 
hand was now touching my cock.  She pulled away and I firmly put it right 
back where I wanted it.  "Amy, I want you to touch my cock, and if you 
don't, then I will take you home and show this video to your parents.... Do 
you want that?"

I took my other hand and grabbed her two small cheeks and turned her face so 
that she was looking directly into my eyes.... "I asked you a question Amy, 
now answer me.  Do you want me to take this video and show your parents what 
kind of slut you are?"  "No sir" she said softly.  I once again guided her 
hand to my cock and placed her small hand around my cock.  I started to 
guide her hand up and down my now stiff and very hard cock.  I moved it from 
the base to the end.  "This is how you stroke my cock when I ask you to from 
now on" and with that, I let go of her arm.  She stopped.  I again took my 
hand and guided her.  "Don't stop"  This time when I let go she kept moving 
her hand up and down the shaft.... A bit reluctantly but nevertheless she kept 
it up.  Amy would not even look at my cock or me.  But I knew this would 
change over time.

I stood up and took her by the hand and led her to the glass coffee table.  
I took my pants off and my cock stood very much at attention.  I positioned 
myself such that my cock was pointing towards the center of the coffee 
table.  "Amy, I want you to continue now, grab my cock again and start 
stroking it"  "Please Mr. Sims, I just want to go, please don't make me"  I 
bent down and took her face in the palm of my hand again and spun her around 
so that we were face to face.  I don't give a fuck what you want, it is 
either do this or I show your parents the video.

I was not going to guide her hand to my cock again.  She would have to do 
this on her own.  I knew she was scared but that only added to my 
excitement.  I was right, she moved her hand to my shaft and started to move 
it up and down it's length.  After a bit, I placed my hand around hers and 
squeezed a bit harder.  "This is how much pressure you need to place on it 
Amy, and I am sorry I yelled at you, you are doing a great job"  With that I 
removed my hand and she did in fact keep her grip a little stronger.  Shit, 
I was loving this.  "Amy, do you remember seeing some of those pictures of 
cocks and the white creamy stuff shooting out of them onto the girls faces?" 
  "Um yes" she said softly.  "That white stuff is called cum, and that is 
what is going to happen to me.... You are doing such a great job, that you 
will make me cum,.... And with that, I started to shoot my load out and onto 
the glass top of the coffee table.  Squirt after squirt it splattered until 
I was done.

"Amy, thank you, you did a wonderful job, and that was quite pleasing."  
"Now Amy, what you need to do is taste my cum.  Bend down and taste some off 
the coffee table." "Please Mr. Sims, no"  "Amy, you don't have a choice... now 
do it"

I put my hand behind her neck and pushed her head down.  "Now lick it all up 
Amy, and I took my hand away.  Her tongue came out of her mouth and I 
watched, as she tasted cum for the first time.  "Get it all" I said as I 
rubbed her back.... "That's good, that is so good Amy, you are pleasing me.  
Now I won't have to show your parents that video.... And this will be between 
just you and I.  Now go back upstairs and finish the rest of the bedrooms 
before its time for you to go home."

Authors Note: If you made it this far and would like this story to continue, 
please email me with your comments. (creativewritter@hotmail.com)

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