History_13_I OBEY and I like it ⇐ General

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Before I start telling this particular Story, I want to remind you that it is part of the three previous ones that I have already posted. Stories from 10 to 13, this is, in principle, one Story that I wrote as a whole, or rather a completed part, but due to the huge size, I had to divide it, the chronology in the Stories is broken, and now I will jump in time from the end of 11 class, in the summer, after 10th grade school and vice versa…. After finishing 10th grade, almost the entire month of July, I went to the village alone. By this time, Tanya had already graduated from school and had slightly different “interests,” although she was able to keep me company a couple of times. But with Svetka there was an embarrassment for her too, her mother simply did not let her out of the house for a whole month....
The fact is that one night, Svetka did not return home to spend the night, and her parents were running around the city and all the “hot spots” looking for my daughter... I won’t tell you all the “horror”, because then everyone was really scared for Svetka. But she returned home in the morning on her own, safe and sound.
The fact is that it turns out that Svetka has a boyfriend, at least I found out about this fact right then. And this guy took Svetka for a boat ride in the evening... And damn it, he lost or drowned his oars in the river))). Now it all seems very cheerful and funny, but that night Svetka was scared “not like a child.” Just imagine all the horror that she experienced while “drifting” along the night river in boat with my boyfriend. It was only in the morning that the current carried the boat to the shore and, thank God, the water was calm, because... there was no wind, no rain... I won’t tell you how my parents yelled at Svetka, cried and at the same time rejoiced that their daughter was both alive and unharmed. Let me just say that as a punishment, she was not allowed to go anywhere beyond the yard and almost the entire month of July, Svetka stayed at home.
And although I was angry with Svetka that she was “hiding” her boyfriend from me, I still kept her company made up. Damn, I myself had secrets, compared to which her “yacht riding” (we teased her like that after this incident) was “kindergarten”. So, despite the insult, I spent a lot of time with Svetka, but I couldn’t sit with her for days. And I, of course, went to the village, only now it turned out that I came specifically to Irka, and spent a huge amount of time with her. I have already told you something about Irka, but now I want to say that there was one “wormhole” in her. She wasn't very good at keeping other people's secrets. No, she didn’t tell everyone what she knew, or found out about someone…. She showed)))). Yes, yes, Irka could easily “show” the secret and did not feel any remorse because of this. It was Irka who showed me her neighbor “in the garden”. Just imagine, a village, basically the same village, only within the “city limits”. From housing, 90% private sector, with all the inherent flavor. Fences and gates, a yard in front of the house, there is always a dog in the yard, sometimes not even on a chain. Fruit trees, both outside the gate and in the courtyard of the household, are sure to be a “gazebo”…. But what amazed me most was their “vegetable gardens”. The fact is that each house had its own vegetable garden, which was located behind the yard with the house and all outbuildings, if any. In Irka’s garden, my grandmother grew all sorts of “uninteresting” things for my friends and I: carrots, green onions, parsley, dill…. Well, all sorts of “bullshit,” as it seemed to us then. But there, in the garden, grew a huge pear and apple tree. Moreover, the apples were late and sour, but the pear was early and very juicy. You know the one where you bite and the aromatic juice immediately flows down your hands, and the delicious pulp just melts in your mouth. There were so many of these pears that my grandmother even sold them, but she never spared them for us and we simply ate them to the fullest.
And once, I was so tired of those pears that I sat for half a day and “punched the bottom” in the toilet , which Irka also had in his garden... Damn I got distracted. Why am I telling you about this in such detail, because now I live in the “capital” and such “everyday” little things are simply not available to me, and I really miss them...
But the most important and interesting thing for me is, The problem was that the vegetable gardens were separated from one another only by a mesh wire; there were not even fences there. And absolutely all the space was at your fingertips. It turns out that the gardens of houses on Irkina Street were closely adjacent to the gardens of houses whose gates faced the neighboring street. I probably couldn’t convey to you now everything I wanted to say, but for me there was some kind of magic in this arrangement of households. It turns out that there are two parallel streets, and the houses on them are located at a sufficiently large distance from each other, and the “face” of these houses, the gates, “look” in different directions. But the vegetable gardens were simply located in a “clump” next to each other and it was clearly visible what was happening in those vegetable gardens.
So Irka showed me that Anya. We very often climbed into the attic and observed what was happening in the garden. A young girl, about 25 years old, she always went out to the garden in only a swimsuit and always “worked” half naked. Damn, if I was interested in watching her beautiful body, what can I say about the male neighbors who, as soon as she went out into the garden, immediately found themselves in their plots. And, in principle, nothing “like that” happened. Well, just think, an almost naked girl, digging in the garden, bending over, crouching, digging something... in one word, she works. Well, the male neighbors are looking at her. The fact that they were staring was clear not only to that Anna, but even to me. And I don’t know what she told her husband, what she “sold” to him, probably the main motivation for her naked body was an extremely “even tan,” but here I was, watching with interest how the neighboring men looked at her, especially when Anya turned away, like trying to talk to her, and how sexy she is during such conversations... And Irka’s neighbor in the garden was Lida K. This girl was 2 years younger than Irka and me, but she was considered a close friend, and as a neighbor, she could easily end up at Irka’s house through the garden, without even asking permission. Even Irkin Sobaken knew her very well, perceiving her as his own.
Lida was, although a “young girl,” but a very pleasant girl in all respects. Kind, honest and open, she was very conducive to communication and friendship. So, it so happened that Irka took and “showed” me to this Lida. I don’t know, most likely, everything really happened completely by chance, and Lida, as usual, through the garden, entered the house without knocking, and once in Irka’s room, she became an involuntary witness to our games.
And even if the first time was nothing special Lida and she didn’t see me, she just saw me naked, but the second time, I think that Irka set everything up on purpose and the girl saw a lot more than she should have, but on her third appearance, just a disaster happened. Lida, as in previous times, absolutely unexpectedly went into Ira’s house, and this time, my friend came out to meet her, told her something, I just couldn’t hear what, and then they returned to the room together. So what? And the fact that at that moment I myself was completely naked, sitting on the floor near the sofa, with my hands tied behind my back...
And this time, Lida was no longer embarrassed, did not hide her eyes, but, on the contrary, came close to me , began to examine me with interest. Damn, to say that I was shocked would be an understatement. Of course, I understand everything, and Irka knew that I really like it “when there are spectators,” but as they say, you still need to warn...
Probably, Lida would have continued to stand and silently look at me, but Irka decided to force the issue .
- “Spread your legs! Show yourself to Lida!” my friend demonstratively “rudely” ordered me, as if showing the girl that she has the right to order me.
Damn, it was stupid for me to resist, and I, from excitement, was ready to do and not such things. So I quickly spread my thighs apart and my smell immediately began to be heard in the room, I was so excited... - “She smells like that”... - Lida said shyly, even timidly and blushed slightly, but the look from didn’t take me away.
-“And she always smells like that when she flows and when she wants!,” Irka came close to me and, taking my chin with her hand, raised my head so that I couldn’t look away.
- “Tell Lida, do you like it now? Do you want it? Say it yourself, let her hear it!”
- “I like it...” I whispered, but Irka turned my head again, forcing me to look at the girl.
-“Don’t turn away and say it loudly!” What are you whispering there! Neither Lida nor I can hear you! Irka held my chin tightly, not allowing me to lower my head, and I had no choice but to obey. Accepting the rules of the “game,” I, looking Lida straight in the eyes, answered very loudly: “Yes, I like everything and I really want...”
Probably I should have answered a little differently, but Irka immediately “grabbed it.” " for my last phrase
- "What do you want? Well, answer!”….
But I didn’t have time to answer, because Irka, by the hair, pulled me a little towards her and in order to maintain my balance, I had to lift my back from the corner of the sofa.
- “So “You have her TIED!!!!”... - Lida whispered admiringly
- Did you think that she just holds her hands behind her back and doesn’t try to cover herself?!”
- “Do you want to see! “- Ira immediately asked the girl and, waiting for her affirmative nod, again pulled me by the hair to the center of the room, to where the girl was now standing. I went the whole way on my knees, and once next to her, I continued to remain in such a humiliating position.
Lida walked around me several times, and when she froze again opposite me, Irka again ordered me
- “Bow!” Well do it! Show me how you serve!” You probably don’t understand, but Irka ordered me to perform a “ritual” in front of Lida, which I always did when we played. Kneeling, lower yourself to the floor at the feet of the “Mistress”, and touch her legs with your face.
I quickly carried out the order. Although how quickly, for a few seconds I had to freeze in this position, waiting for Irka to allow me to “get up”...
When I finally straightened up and was on my knees again, I saw that Lida was standing red, just like boiled cancer. She even began to breathe heavily, but she still didn’t take her eyes off me.
- “What else can you do with her?”.., - the girl asked and unexpectedly added, - “Can I touch her?”
Irka stood behind me and again raised my face, forcing me to look Lida in the eyes
- Why are you asking me, ask her yourself!
The girl licked her lips
- Natasha I Can I touch you?”... - Lida addressed me by name for the first time during the execution and from her broken voice, I realized that she was now even more excited than I was.
- “Touch if you want... .”, - I tried to lower my face, but Irka continued to hold my head
- “Where can Lida touch you? Well, speak!”
-“Where he wants...”, I whispered, but this didn’t seem enough to my friend and she made me repeat it again
- “Don’t tell me, but tell her that! Well!”
“Lida, you can touch me wherever you want,” I whispered looking into the girl’s eyes... Damn people, it was on that day that I realized that all people have different “fetishes” and that these fetishes can be very different.
Lida knelt down next to me and, taking advantage of the fact that Ira was still holding my head, started touching my face. Forehead, cheeks, my nose, the back of my head and ears, chin and of course my lips. The girl's fingers literally fluttered all over my face. She both gently and more demandingly stroked and felt my entire face, and I was surprised and didn’t even protest when she started pushing her fingers into my mouth. Moreover, “by inertia” I closed my lips, “clasping” her fingers. This behavior of the girl came as a surprise to Irka herself. Usually what is first of all “touched” in girls: tits and butt, thighs and lower abdomen, and here.....
And then Lida asked again
- “Can I see her tongue?”
Irka this time did not insist on “clarifying” the question, but simply briefly ordered me
- “Opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue! Do it!”
I immediately opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.
“Natasha, can I touch it?” - this time Lida asked me and I simply nodded my head in agreement.
The girl didn’t touch my tongue for long, it’s just that Irka immediately joined her, because she herself was very excited by everything that was happening...
- “Can I tickle her?” - Lida suddenly asked a question and then added - “Only she will kick”
- “And we’ll tie her up even better!”... - “By the way, do you want to tie her legs yourself?” Damn, strange question. As they say, “Who would refuse such an offer.”.
As soon as Lida had the rope in her hands, Irka immediately ordered me
- “Stretch your legs forward!” Ankles together! Now Lida will tie you up!
I quickly obeyed, and my legs were immediately tied. And although Lida didn’t know how to do this, most likely she was tying up a person for the first time in her life, but I couldn’t free my ankles myself.
Well, then they started tickling me. Why they? Yes, because Lida, of course, started, and then Irka herself joined her. Only if Lida did it with “childish” naivety, tickling mostly only my bare “boots”, then Irka..... My friend “tickled” my chest and, of course, between my legs... Damn, to say that I felt good is to say nothing. Soon, Lida’s hands began to explore my entire naked body, and following Irka’s hands, they touched, pawed and tickled my breasts, butt, bare thighs and of course my pussy.
And when I began to “chop” from what was overwhelming me excitement and the fact that I was simply “stupid” from the tickling as such, I began to beg the girls to stop the affection, or rather the torture.
- Irochka, Lidochka, have mercy! I beg you!” - through the squealing, laughter and tears flowing down my cheeks, I screamed every now and then, but my friends were relentless....
Even when I started to cum very loudly, and my body literally shook with convulsions , even then, neither Lida nor Irka stopped... And the next day, even two days later, I finally decided to “deal” with this Lida. Why after two? Yes, because it was only on the second day that I was able to escape to the village and purposefully began to “catch” the girl. And as they say, the beast runs to the catcher. I met Lida at the intersection near the store, but the girl’s reaction was so unexpected that I simply could not carry out my plan. Yesterday at home, then today, all the way to the village, while I was riding my bike, I mentally imagined how this Lida would run away from me in fear. I imagined how I would throw her to the ground when I caught up with her, how I would beat her lightly, demanding from her complete silence about everything that happened... There was also something I was going to do with her, but Lida didn’t run away from me. On the contrary, the girl literally rushed into my arms, she was so glad to see me. Damn, I was even confused by her pressure.
- “You’re alive, alive...” - Lida pressed herself close to me, hugging me with her arms - “Yesterday you lost consciousness and I thought you died. And you’re alive...” I myself knew that I lost consciousness. Even now, from “extreme” circumstances or surroundings, I get so excited that the orgasm is so “bright” that I actually literally fall out of reality for a few seconds. That day, in the same way, I “passed out” for a minute or two, but Irka, who saw me in such a state for the first time, did not find anything better than to escort the “frightened” girl out of the house...
But damn, okay Irka. But I didn’t expect such a reaction from Lida, a girl who was basically a stranger to me. Her joy and happiness to see me “alive” were so sincere that I immediately changed my mind about “presenting” anything to her... The second time I “played” with Lida without Irka. The girl herself suggested this to me and I immediately agreed. Yes, I wanted it, and I wanted it myself. We really spent about 10 minutes looking for a suitable place to retire. Lida sat in the back, on the trunk of my bike, and I, pedaling, looked for suitable “bushes.” Who am I kidding though. I literally immediately went to the abandoned place where Ira and I had already been. Leaving the bike on the ground floor, we quickly went upstairs and I myself began to undress in front of Lida, without any order. The fact is that I was very much “hooked” by the fact that the girl is two years younger than me, she just entered the 9th grade, and I, accordingly, entered the 11th grade. And I was very excited by the very thought that I would now obey the youngest in age.
And I started to undress myself, also in order to somehow “save face”, so that everything that was happening now would look not like an “order and humiliation”, but as my own initiative.
But it cost me strip naked, when Lida immediately took the initiative into her own hands. Not on purpose, but it just sort of happened naturally. Moreover, the girl herself still remained dressed, but I was completely naked, and began to fulfill all her “requests.” I resignedly walked across the entire floor in front of her, took various poses, knelt and even on all fours in front of her.
And then Lida sat me with my bare butt on a wooden box that was “lying” there on the floor and asked me to spread my front wide her legs. When I carried out the order, the girl immediately sat down next to me.
-“You smell different now. Not like that time”..., - she whispered, starting to timidly touch me
- “You don’t like my smell now?”... - I asked in response, just to “save face” and don’t be silent
- “No, that’s not the point. It’s just that you smell different now”... - Lida tilted her face towards me. I thought she wanted to kiss me and even opened her mouth to kiss me back, but she pressed her cheek to me and suddenly whispered in my ear
- “Natasha, I want to tie you up. Can?" Damn, after her question, I felt like I was electrocuted. It’s one thing to allow your close friends, my peers, to dominate you, and quite another to submit to a girl who is 2 years younger than me...
But we both didn’t have a rope. Well, I didn’t take such an “accessory” with me during my school years. But we were not at a loss. In that pile of garbage that was literally lying all over the floor, we finally found what we were looking for. It wasn't really a rope. More like some kind of “tape” or just a strip of fabric. Moreover, not a trace remained of its original green color, but then I didn’t care about such little things as the dirt on that “rope”. Lida silently unwound the knots on the “tape” to straighten it out as much as possible, and I silently stood naked in front of her, waiting for her to finish. When the knots were finished, I myself extended my hands crossed at the wrists to her. - "Not this way. I want it to be like that time with Irka. With your hands behind your back,” Lida said, looking me in the eyes, and I turned my back to her and put my hands behind my back.
When my wrists were securely fixed, Lida immediately began to touch me. Only this time it’s not just my face, but all of me. For example, she stroked my neck and shoulders very gently. My chest and thighs were very squeezing and squeezing. But she stroked and kneaded and squeezed her butt, doing it all at the same time. She even gave me a very loud slap on the butt several times and smiled every time, listening to the ringing sound of the slap echo throughout the building. Lida also kissed me all over... Even between my legs. She didn’t lick me there, but rather kissed me, like on the lips. But I really sucked her up. Lida once again made me walk naked in front of her, and then she sat down on that box and spread her legs to the sides. I licked her for quite a long time. Firstly, my hands were still tied behind my back, and I could not help myself by caressing the girl. And secondly, every now and then some sounds were heard from the street and Lida, shuddering, immediately jumped to her feet to see “who was there,” and when she returned, I had to start all my caresses again. Lida finished surprisingly very quietly. Without any sound at all, if it weren’t for the spasms in her lower abdomen, I wouldn’t have realized that she had an orgasm. We “sat” like this for some time, she on the box, and I on my knees, putting my face on her thighs and inhaling her “delicious” smell.
But if you think that I’ll put an end to this now, then you are wrong. The fact is that when we decided that it was “all”…. Lida simply could not UNTIE me. Damn, this girl couldn’t do anything, no matter how hard she tried. The “rope” turned out to be surprisingly very strong and Lida could not untie my hands. Damn, the situation. We even started looking in the trash for a nail or something else to somehow untie that rope. There was a lot of things there and everything we found, Lida immediately tried, but she still didn’t succeed. Finally, we found fragments of a broken bottle, and the girl began to “saw” the rope with glass. But probably because she was nervous, she still couldn’t do anything, and at some point, she actually injured my wrist, so much blood came out.
Damn, Lida was very scared, broke away from me and telling me to wait for her here, she ran to the first floor, shouting to me that she would bring scissors now. “Wait for me here”... Funny. Where could I go? Completely naked, with her hands tied behind her back. Moreover, being in a panic, Lida didn’t even think that she could at least dress me. In any case, I could easily put on panties and shorts. And so... I sat down with my bare butt on that box and began to expect the worst. Moreover, I was afraid not of what Lida might bring with her, but of “someone leftist.” I thought that she would bring Irka with her and I was going through in my head how I would now begin to justify myself for everything that had happened. I don’t know how long Lida was gone, probably at least 20 minutes. But more like half an hour, and I was waiting for her in a panic, preparing for the worst...
That's it now. I will only say that Lida returned on her own. It turns out she actually went to her house to get scissors))))... Damn funny...