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Young Lust {Crimson and Azuriyuu} (Continued)

After helping with a few of the dishes I was hurried off to bed with a knowing smile from Delilah. Grinning and kissing her on the cheek I went in search of Lowe. Bidding him goodnight as well and giving the much larger man a kiss on the cheek I headed up the stairs, humming softly beneath my breath. Having stored my newest outfit in the bathroom so you couldnâ??t accidentally see it, I locked the door behind me and set about changing.

A few minutes later I walked into your room, bouncing slightly as I idly twirled one ponytail around my fingers. Closing the door with one stocking clad foot, I waited in the center of the room, giggling softly and waiting for you to look up from your book.

Instead of my usual lingerie, Iâ??d changed into one of the Lolita outfits that Iâ??d bought a few days before. A short black skirt billowed around my thighs, silver and pale pink ribbons and lace sown around the edges and trailing down past the hem of the skirt. Top a tight, corseted vest in a matching black, the ribbons were pulled tight along the front and back, mounding my breasts higher and pressing them together to leave a spectacular amount of cleavage visible against a froth of pale pink lace. Black and pale pink striped stockings hugged my legs, the thigh highs ending just below the line of the skirt to leave an inch or two of bare skin visible. While shopping Iâ??d discovered a pair of Mary Janes with three inch heels, small stars and flowers cut into the leather and laced with pink ribbons. More ribbons decorated my hair, the silky lengths holding my hair up in their ponytails.

Purring and giggling softly I folded small hands before my skirt, standing with perfect posture as my fingers curled, and a familiar warmth low in my stomach as I waited for a reaction. You never really got to see me completely dressed up, and youâ??d never seen me dressed as a little gothic Lolita before. It was a particularly special surprise and my only hope was that the clothing would survive intact.
 
I enjoyed my book for a while before I heard the door to the room close. “You wanting to come to be-...” I trailed off when I saw you, looking up. Swallowing, I paused, taking in the sight of you giggling there. You really were adorable; in some ways you did indeed look younger, looking far too young for your age, and yet the way the corset mounted your breasts was the only reminder of your appearance that physically you were a woman, not a girl. My eyes gazed along the pink lace before they trailed down to your thighs, gazing at the bare skin.

My cheeks flushed as you giggled and folded your hands before the skirt. “You...” I paused, smiling at you. “Oh, I feel underdressed, milady...” I said, closing the book and putting it away, not even bothering to look at the page number so I could find it again; that would be my worry later. Standing and approaching, I smiled, looking down at you. “Although I know that you're trying to seduce me... and such a young girl to be doing so. Aren't you a little harlot?” I said playfully, leaning down and kissing you on the lips, smiling and reaching up, running one hand through your hair, though giving it a quick, playful tug before I slowly led you towards the bed, sitting down and patting my lap, expecting you to sit down.
 
It wasn't long before I was rewarded with a reaction, and it took most of my willpower to keep from giggling and clapping my hands like a little girl as your cheeks flushed. Instead I grinned and giggled again, purring happily. "You look delightful, milord. No need to change on my account," came my purred response.

At the accusation of trying to seduce you I merely blinked and pouted, looking down at myself before looking up at you. "I thought you might like the outfit," I mewed innocently, smiling at the soft kiss and suppressing a shudder at the tug on my hair. "If you would prefer I could always go change..."

Smiling happily and following you to the bed it wasn't a moment before I crawled into your lap, perching myself on one thigh as my hands smoothed out my skirt, spreading it demurely before my hands folded in my lap. "Let's see. For Christmas I want a kitty, and a pony, and a pretty dress," I began with a giggle, twisting my face into a cute expression of concentration.
 
I chuckled as you said there was no need to change. I was already almost naked anyways, so I didn't think I was going to put on more clothes, especially when I was getting aroused; it was counterproductive!

“A kitty, a pony, and a pretty dress, hmm...?” I asked, smiling as you smoothed out the skirt. Looking down, I softly placed one of my hands on your thigh, letting part of my hand slide just slightly up the skirt. “Well, I think I can get you a kitten, and maybe a dress... I'm not entirely sure I can get you a pony... but I can give you something to ride, little girl,” I said, leaning in and blowing softly on your ear, smiling tenderly. You seemed so innocent dressed like that that I just wanted to corrupt you, even though I knew you weren't innocent.

“But you're going to have to do something for me if you want those things, little girl,” I said, smiling a bit. “You're going to have to lift up your skirt and show me what's underneith. Don't worry; I won't tell anyone,” I said, getting as into the act as I can.
 
The moment your hand rested on my thigh a shock of heat fizzed up my spine. Just that slight contact was enough to make places low in my body tighten for a moment, and I resisted the urge to shiver, sinking further into my role as the innocent little girl with ease.

Eyes widening slightly in hope as you mentioned getting me the kitten and dress, my lips curved into a small O of happy surprise, a little giggle escaping as my blew in my ear. Wriggling a tiny bit and ducking my head, I turned my head enough to look at you, waiting for you to continue with an almost knowing smile.

Instead of breaking character when you asked to see under my skirt, I frowned slightly, chewing on my lower lip for a moment. Squirming a bit and looking back at you, I smoothed my hands down my skirt again. "But I'm not supposed to show anyone," I said softly, leaning against you a bit. "It's a no no to let boys look under my skirt."
 
I looked at you as you frowned slightly. Smiling, I reached up, running a hand through your hair, almost petting you. It was a fun little game; you would try to resist and I would try to win. Difference being that we both wanted you to lose. “Don't worry, I won't tell anyone if you won't...” I said, blowing softly on your ear. Of course, that in and of itself wouldn't be enough to get you to lift your skirt; I knew that already.

“But if you don't lift your skirt and show me what's underneith, I won't be able to get you a kitten, Little Girl...” I said before leaning in and giving you a chaste kiss on the lips, my hand brushing along your cheek. “I want to get you a kitten, but I can't...not unless...” I swallowed, looking you square in the eyes. "Don't you trust me?"
 
Frown vanishing as I giggled again, I squirmed in your lap. Small eyebrows drawing together I chewed on my lower lip, almost pouting. "But I want the kitty," I protested in a small voice, squirming slightly as you almost petted my head. Eyes rising at your last question I nodded slowly, still frowning slightly but beginning to almost blush.

"...Okay...I'll show you. But promise you won't tell?" Turning slightly in your lap to set my legs over yours, my fingers curled around the edge of my skirt, a moment of hesitation stretching before I shifted and lifted the light cloth to reveal my panties. Instead of a usual pair of my panties, I wore a pair of soft white cotton panties edged with pink lace. Small cutely drawn skulls and stars dotted the white fabric.

Blushing bright and pushing my skirt back down I squirmed, looking up at you. "Do I get a kitty now?"
 
I raised an eyebrow as you protected. When you set your legs over mine, I looked down, gazing down at your panties, smiling a bit at the pure white fabric. I smiled a bit, perversely before you pushed your skirt down, depriving me of my sight of your thighs, and legs, and of course your barely-covered pussy,.

When you looked up at me while squirming, I smiled as you asked about getting a kitty. “I think I can swing that... oh, but how will you feed your kitty?” I asked, thinking about it, before I got an idea, smiling at you softly. “I know; if you sell me your panties then I'll give you the money you need for kitty food, so you can keep your kitty,” I said, smiling at you.

“So how about it, little girl? Want to make a little cash?” I asked, speaking gently.
 
Grinning broadly and giving a small giggle as you agree to give me the kitten, I do allow myself to purr, wriggling happily before my smile faded. Feigning thought as I tried to think about how to feed the kitten I pouted, listening to your offer. Frowning again and chewing on my lower lip I thought for a moment before answering.

"If I'm not supposed to show my panties, then I shouldn't sell them, should I," I asked with a small mew, feigning confusion as I curled my fingers in the soft cloth of my skirt. "But the kitty will need food...I don't know....how much will you give me for them?"

Head tilting to the side I look up at you curiously. "I'll only give them to you if you promise that you're a nice person who I can trust, though."
 
I smiled as you listened to the offer, smiling at your giggles, how adorable they were. As you seemed to go over the problem, I knew you had already decided, but I wanted to play along. If you were just some girl on the street I was seducing then I would've not known what you were doing... that thought made me shudder. Maybe I'm evil... But even if I'm evil, a little bit, I can accept that as long as you're by my side.

“I promise,” I said to you, trying to seem innocent. “...I'm completely nice and you can trust me! I'll give you a loooot of money for kitty food, I promise,” I promised, smiling down at the little girl in my lap.
 
Still frowning slightly I nodded slowly, chewing on my lower lip in pseudo-nervousness as I slid out of your lap.

"Alright...but only because I trust you," I said slowly, shifting from foot to foot for a moment before lifting my skirt once again. Small fingers curling at the top of the panties I slid them down bit by bit. Turning slightly to try and 'hide' myself, I shifted to give you a better view of my now bare pussy and ass as my panties slid down to my shoes. Quickly pulling off the soft undergarments and forcing a blush onto my cheeks, I offered you the tiny pair of panties, making certain to give them to you so that the small wet spot was visible.

"Here you go," I blushed, shifting from foot to foot as I smoothed down my skirt again, not yet looking up to meet your eyes but studying your face.
 
I smiled as I took your panties, softly twirling them on my finger as I looked down, noticing a flash of your pussy and your ass before you moved, hiding again. I looked at the panties, softly examining them as you smoothed your skirt.

A lecherous look grew on my face as I lightly reached up and brushed my finger along the wet spot, before I softly let my tongue come out to touch it, examining it before looking down at you, frowning darkly in mock-disappointment. “These panties aren't clean at all, little girl. You've been thinking naughty, horrible thoughts and must be punished...” I said, sighing softly, before grabbing you and pulling you down, forcing you down with my strength as I let one knee raise, letting your stomach fall onto that leg, before I pulled up your skirt, looking at your bare ass.

With little more warning I spanked you rather hard, before giving you a second, and a third spanking, my hand remaining on your ass and giving a single squeeze before pulling it off, looking down at you. “You should know better than to think such naughty thoughts and get your panties all dirty, little girl,” I said to you.
 
Watching you explore the wet spot I braced myself slightly for what I expected to come next. Sure enough I was called a naughty girl but before I could protest more than make the first sound I was forced over your knee. Squirming and making small sounds I whimpered, gasping sharply as your hand fell, leaving a soft red print on the unprotected skin of my ass.

Biting into my lower lip to keep from moaning I squirmed, mewing and blushing like mad as I tried to escape to no avail. Small sounds forced from my throat at the end of each sharp slap I squirmed once you'd stopped, purring softly at the squeeze before I looked up at you with slightly watery eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be bad," I mewed pitifully, sounding for all the world like a child who'd just been disciplined.
 
I looked at you as you had tears in your eyes, looking as you looked like a child who'd just been disciplined. Looking down, seeing your wonderful, round ass I trailed my finger down the crack, moving it down your body to between your legs, lightly letting my fingers touch the entrance of your pussy before I pulled my skirt down, before I sighed, pulling you up onto my lap.

“You are a naughty, naughty girl, but do you promise to be a good girl from now on?” I asked, looking seriously at you as I held onto the panties, looking into your eyes, letting you sit back on my lap despite the fact that you now had a red, almost glowing handprint on your ass.
 
Shivering lightly at the sensation of your finger dragging over sensitive flesh I bit into my lower lip and nodded, squirming slightly before sitting up. Seating myself carefully in your lap again I mewed and pouted, looking up at you through my lashes.

"Do I still get my kitty," I asked, voice holding a faint pulse of hope as my hands took to smoothing down my skirt again, playing the edge up a few inches before sliding it back down. "I promise I'll be good. I'll do anything you say."

Looking up hopefully again and snuggling against you I couldn't resist a glance at my panties, the sting of the handprint on my ass only making what had been a slight wetness grow. I loved being spanked and you damn well knew it.
 
I smiled as you asked if you still got your kitty. Smiling, I reached up and took your hands in mind, nodding and leaning in, bringing one of your hands up and kissing the back of yours hands. “You can still have your kitty, Little Lady,” I said to you with a smile.

“I'll even give you that dress... but you have to be absolutely perfect and do everything I say. Or else no dress, and it'll be the really cheap kitty food and your kitty won't love you as much,” I said, smiling as you looked at your panties.

“So what do you say? Will you do everything I say?”
 
Thinking for a minute I chewed on my lower lip, face twisted in concentration before I finally nodded. "You have to promise it'll be a really pretty dress, alright? I'll do everything you tell me to, but only if it's really pretty," I mewed, squirming slightly as if wondering if it were a good idea to agree.

Already I could feel the familiar warmth low in my body spreading and I did my best to keep myself in character. It was always amusing when you got dominant, but when you treated me like a little girl it both amused and aroused me even more.

"What do you want me to do?"
 
I smiled a bit as you asked what you wanted me to do. I got a rather lewd idea, and smiling, I softly grasped one of your hands. “You'll get a new, nice dress if you do one thing for me...taking your fingers...” I slipped my hand holding onto yours up your skirt as I looked lewdly at you. Leaning in, I looked closely at you.

“Little Lady, I need to see you do something... keep your entire outfit on, don't do a damn thing, but I need you to slip two of your fingers deep into your body...like this,” I said, violating you with my index and middle finger, pushing them deep into you, twisting them around for a moment as I look straight at you, my fingers lodged deep in your body, a lecherous, evil, dangerous smile on my face.

“I need you to keep touching yourself...stay on my lap and make yourself feel good. That's what you need to do,” I said, smiling. “Do that and you'll get a beautiful dress.”
 
Blinking in mock confusion at your request at first, I opened my mouth to ask a question before a gasp suddenly escaped. The first deep thrust of your fingers brought a gasp and small moan from my throat before my brain caught up. Biting into my lower lip and shivering I let out a tiny, barely audible whimper, beginning to shift against your fingers but they were already gone.

Biting hard into the inside of my cheek I squirmed and opened my mouth to protest but stopped, simply looking down and nodding before shifting in your lap. Spreading small legs a bit more and sliding my hand between my legs, small fingers hesitated just before my opening before I pushed the small digits deep into my pussy.

Letting out a little sound before managing to cut it off, I squirmed slightly, fingertips flicking over the small spot just inside my body until a shiver ran up my spine. Shifting more I turned, putting my back against your chest, legs spread wide around yours as I slid down a bit so that my skirt rode up, giving you a perfect view of my pussy and working fingers.

"Like this," I asked curiously, squirming slightly as my hand moved slowly.
 
I smiled as you let out a tiny whimper. Looking at you, I smiled as you turned away from me and began to touch yourself. As the shiver ran along your spine, I smiled, feeling your back press against my chest as you asked the question of how you were doing, to which I simply nodded.

“Keep doing that,” I said, looking at you as you touched yourself. Smiling, I grabbed your skirt and pulled it down, covering you up. I wanted to hear you and I wanted to see your face. I didn't want to see your pussy this time, I wanted the lewd, voyeuristic pleasure of knowing that you were touching yourself, panting and moaning without actually seeing what you were doing.

“That's it...keep doing that more,” I said, adjusting, shifting, my hardening cock under my robe pressing up against your bottom as I placed my arms around you, one of my hands reaching your breast and squeezing it. Smiling, I looked at you.
 
Biting into my lower lip to try keeping myself quiet I shivered in your lap, eyes closing as I let my body sink into familiar sensations. Pussy clutching my fingers tightly I squirmed and mewed softly, hips shifting forward as my toes curled in the sheets, free hand curling in the soft material of my skirt so that I'd have something to hold onto.

Arching into your hand as you gave my breast a squeeze I shivered, breathing beginning to deepen slowly as I stroked a finger over my clit. Fingertips playing over the stop again and again I felt the familiar pressure spread, changing shape and expanding until my limbs began to tremble. I was on the verge of orgasm within minutes, a testament to how long I'd gone without a good bit of fun, but I wouldn't cum unless you told me I could.
 
I watched as your body sunk into mine, pressing against mine as you squirmed inside of me. I watched your fingers tighten against you as you mewled. I watched you as your breath grew bated, as you rubbed your clit. I knew that your fingertips were going wild, and I could tell that you were coming closer to your orgasm. I smiled, squeezing and massaging your breast and rubbing it into a soft circle.

Before you came, seconds before you would cum, I smiled, reaching down and grabbing your hand, pulling it away from your pussy. “Now, now... I know it feels good, but good girls know control,” I said, smiling as I looked at you, deliberately depriving you of your orgasm as I continued to massage your breast slowly, giving it a soft squeeze, continuing to massage it under your beautiful lolita clothes.

“Jasmine's a good girl, isn't she...?”
 
Letting out a small cry of mixed frustration and a whimper of protest as my hand was pulled away mere seconds before I came I looked up at you with slightly unfocused eyes, biting into the inside of my lower lip as the incessant throbbing low in my body grew. I wanted to cum, I needed to cum, but the game wasn't over, you hadn't told me I could yet, so I had to force myself back from the edge.

Taking a deep breath and nodding with a slight mew I sat up a bit, eyes suddenly locking on my sticky fingers. I wanted to clean them off. I loved the way I tasted, sweet and slightly salty, the perfect taste.

Instead I set my hands on my skirt, squirming slightly but forcing myself not to rub my thighs together as my breathing began to grow more steady. Heart no longer trying to pound its way out of my chest I wriggled in your grasp, arching against your hands. Though my hands were no longer between my thighs, your hands on my breasts kept me on the edge of orgasm, and I could only thank the gods that I still had the corset on. If that came off you had a tendency to go after my nipples and it wouldn't matter if my hands weren't working anymore, that would be enough to undo me.

â??Iâ??m a good girl,â? I agreed softly, chewing on my lower lip.
 
I smiled as your eyes grew unfocused. I looked as your fingers were sticky, as they pressed against your skirt. Reaching down, I grabbed the sticky, precum covered hand and brought it to my mouth, slowly and sensually licking your juices off, running my tongue up and down your fingers before sucking on them, closing my eyes and moaning on your hand before I let your hand go. Reaching into the dressed, I grabbed a dildo, smiling. It was an interesting dildo.

Those mold kits you can use to make a dildo shaped like your real penis? Well, I used one of these to make this. Then, I had Vision help out to put in a small heater and a vibrator inside the rubber false-flesh. It wouldn't get hot, but it would get warm, to about body tempature, and while it wouldn't vibrate as furiously as a real vibrator, it would shake. Slipping it between your legs, I smiled, looking at you.

“Remember, good girls don't tell Mom or Papa anything,” I said, looking at you, smiling. “They just sit there and take everything. And good girls get rewarded, with kittens and puppies and dresses... and I know you want a kitty, and a dress... so don't be a bad girl, and control yourself...” I said as I reached down, rubbing the head of the dildo against your entrance, getting the head of it wet, before I slowly pushed it into you, squeezing your breast a little harder as I lodged it deep in your body.

Once it was lodged in your body, I took my hand away, putting it back on your other breast, squeezing. “Keep it in there, Little Lady... Keep it in there if you're a good girl,” I said, smiling wickedly.
 
Watching helpless as sensations flowed through my body one after another my mind seemed to blank out for a moment and I shuddered as the newest of the toys pushed deep into my body. It matched the size of your penis perfectly and I couldn't help a low moan of mixed pleasure and frustration. I wanted, no, needed something inside me, but I didn't want it to be a toy. I wanted it to actually be you, not just a mold of a body part.

Frustration giving way to more pleasure I bit into my lower lip harder, forcing myself to sit still and not wriggle about as the familiar shape of your cock filled my tight body, muscles already beginning to clench and contract. Taking a deep breath, but still unable to resist the urge to arch against you, i moaned softly, a small, half strangled sound that escaped before my teeth once again set in my lower lip.

"Keep it in there if you're a good girl..." The words were both a challenge and a turn on. Slipping back into character I let out a little whimpered mew and squirmed a bit, pressing back more tightly against you. "It feels funny," I mewed in a half whispered voice, conveying confusion and arousal easily.
 
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