Chapter 22: Picture Perfect

"You're incredible," Kathy's mouth dropped as Christi took off her coat.

"Oh, this," Christi shucked. "It's just the outfit mom made me for the Submissive Miss pageant."

"No wonder you won," Kathy admired her blue-eyed friend. Christi's thick brown hair framed her high-cheekbones and dazzling smile with soft cotton candy curls then cascaded over white shoulders and firm full breasts. An elegant floor-length electric blue gown began just below her bosom, the split front made a thin inverted "V" that unveiled a bare mounds pubis.

But most striking were the sparkling silver stockings that rose from blue 4-inch heels; the tops were attached by silver clamps to the girl's nether-lips.

"Oh, Christi," Kathy tenderly touched the taunt flesh garters, "doesn't it hurt to be stretched like that?"

"Exquisitely, Dah-ling," she kissed Kathy on the cheek, "exquisitely. I can't wait to thank that little Masochism teacher boy for turning me into the happy sex fiend I am today."

"Yeah," Kathy drooled, "and the Secretary of Education got famous coaching champion sex-ed teams. I'm sure we'll find plenty to... talk... about."

"Oh, hello Christi," Mommy gushed as she entered the living room, "you look divine. But," she looked around, "where's Carol?"

"Mom went to pick up some film," Christi hugged Mommy. "She said you're taking her to Junior League, I think that's great. She needs to get out more."

"Carol will be a wonderful addition to our stable," Mommy fondled Christi's breasts. "It's not everyday that we get a celebrity whose willing to give it all for charity."

"She's really cool," Christi smiled and leaned into Mommy's palm. "Say, where's the rest of the family? I think this is the longest I've ever been here without Billy cumming on my face. He does still love me, doesn't he?" she winked.

"Didn't Kathy tell you?" Mommy was now holding Christi from behind and cupping both of her breasts. "Mr. and Mrs. Potter invited the kids for a sleep over, although," Mommy grinned wickedly, "I doubt they'll get much beauty rest."

"Yeah," Kathy smirked, "and I don't think Billy has a clue about the Potters' hobby. They may just open up 'dear brother' in ways he's never even dreamed of."

Carol knocked on the front door and let herself in. "Sorry I'm late," she apologized. "I just wanted to get some snapshots of our little princesses before they head off to ball."

Mommy's caresses had Christi's nipples standing at full attention. "Wait just a minute, I want to add one final touch," she released her grip then asked Kathy to hold Christi's arms behind her back while she produced two lengths of narrow silver ribbon from her purse.

Christi squealed as Mommy pinched her nipples tight and tied each with a festive bow. "There, all done," she smiled a satisfied smile, "now, they're picture perfect!"

Kathy lay on the couch, spread her long legs and fingered herself as Carol's camera clicked again and again. Not to be outdone, Christi eyed Grand Dad's dildo on it's stand and posed provocatively over its giant tip.

"Careful, Dear," Mommy cautioned, "you'll bruise your ovaries."

"Cool!" Christi exclaimed. "A little squirt of lubricant and I'm there!"

"None of that, young lady," Carol corrected. "Your date may want to bruise them himself."

"Okay, Mother," Christi patted the phallus's chrome head. "Some other time, Big Fella," she sighed wistfully.

There was another knock at the door. This time it was the driver of the stretch limousine now parked in the driveway.

"Well, here we go!" Kathy kissed Mommy good-bye as the driver opened the trunk and motioned for the ecstatic debutantes to climb inside.

"Wow, my first real date," Kathy hugged Christi in anticipation as the trunk lid closed above them.