Chapter 1

Right now as I'm writing this my fourteen-year-old next-door neighbor, the same little girl that I grew up with, is kneeling under my desk sucking my dick. She's very obedient, and doing a hell of a job. Maybe I should back up a little and explain that when I say obedient I mean that she's my little slave. We are next-door neighbors, literally, and we were best friends growing up. We played doctor together for the first time; she was the first girl I ever kissed, my all around best friend up until last year.

Last year she grew up. Again literally, she grew quite a few inches taller than me, lost a lot of baby fat and grew the most amazing C cup tits that you ever saw. Now she was like this grown up girl and I was just the kid next door. You see she went through the growth spurt that girls get before boys. That means that she seems older even though we are both the same age. She just seemed to forget all the years of friendship that we shared and banished me to oblivion.

Her room is decorated with two sets of curtains. One set only covers the bottom half of the window but leaves the top half open. The other set pulls over the whole window. Most of the time only the bottom half is closed. That assures her that nobody will be able to peep in on her from the ground level. What she totally forgets is that I have a perfect view of most of her room from my upstairs bedroom.

We go to school together where she's on the cheer squad and I'm like the video geek. What she also seemed to forget is that being a video geek has its perks, like access to video cameras. Right up to the time she became my obedient little slave; I had five videos of her in different states of undress. Now I have quite a few more. My favorite at the time was of her totally nude, when she came into her room after a shower one night. She had one towel wrapped around her tits just under her arms that hung down to cover all the good parts, and another twisted up on her head.

I should stop to tell you that Kristin is 5' 7" with blond hair that goes past her shoulders, green eyes, an awesome round little butt, slim legs that go up to just a thin little patch of pubic hair that is a very light brown, and as I've said before she has great pert C cup tits that bounce and sway as she walks. Her nipples are well defined and puff out from her tits ending in little pink buttons like a pencil eraser. When she wears a T-shirt without a bra, which she does all the time; you can clearly see half dollar size aureoles through her shirt. But the best thing of all about her, is that she is just about the cutest girl in school, I swear to god she looks just like Kirsten Dunst. People come up to her all the time and ask for her autograph, and it doesn't help that their names sound alike so that people call out Kirsten and she turns around thinking they said Kristin.

Any way back to Kristin with the towel on, she just came out of the shower with the two towels on. She stood in her room looking in the mirror as she used the towel on her head to vigorously dry her hair. From where she was standing my window was about five feet above her and at about twenty to thirty degrees to her right, lets just say her two o'clock. As she dried her hair rubbing it between the towel in her hands the towel under her arms came loose and dropped to her feet. She just kept rubbing her hair making her tits jiggle and shake, sideways and up and down. It was like the slow-motion scenes of Pamela Anderson from bay watch except Kristin was standing still giving me and my video camera a perfect show.

I can't tell you how many times I jacked off watching that particular video. All in all I had about twenty minutes of secret video of her (mostly just in bra and panties) walking around her room or lying on her bed. I even have a few minutes of her with some of the other cheerleaders in their nighties before one of the girls closed the curtains. They were just hanging out but they looked damn sexy, one of them only had on a tiny pair of panties and a half shirt that didn't hide much.

That's all well and good but I'm sure your wondering about how she became my slave? Well one day after school, (it was half days all week for some parent teacher thing), I was sitting on my bed playing a little Gran Turismo 2 when I heard Kristin's dog bark. Her dog doesn't usually bark unless she's excited about something so I looked out the windowto see what was up. Kristin was pulling the dog into the house but it only wanted to stay outside and play, they had a beautiful 14-month-old Doberman that came up to Kristin's waist. That's when she did the strangest thing, she had one of those honey bears full of honey and she squeezed it into her hand and let the dog lick it off. She then backed into the house and ran into her room, with the dog right behind her.

She shut the door to her room and took off her shirt, no bra today. I quickly grabbed my camera and tried to zoom in on her tits, but she sat on the end of her bed with her back mostly toward me. Then she squeezed some honey out onto one of her nipples and leaned forward and let the dog lick it off. I couldn't see it very well but you could tell even from my angle exactly what was going on. She would alternate from one tit to the other letting the dog lick her nipples to hard little points. I could tell she was really getting turned on because she was squirming her butt around in little circles and squeezing her legs together, clenching and releasing.

"Come on take your pants off and let him lick your puss", I was silently chanting, just hoping she would give me the show of a lifetime. I mean I had seen advertisements on the Internet of girls with animals, but I always figured they were some fake come on, just to get your money. I never saw anything like I was seeing now.

As if she was listening to me, Kristin quickly stood up and in one ultra fast move pulled her pants and panties down and dropped them at her ankles and kicked them into a corner. She still had her back to me so I couldn't really see what she was doing, but it was so obvious. Finally she laid on her back with her feet on the floor and her butt right on the edge of the bed, then she squeezed a little honey onto her finger and reached down to smear it onto the outer lips of her little puss.

Unlike before, I now had the perfect angle. I could see her whole body, laying naked on her bed, and had the perfect view of her putting the honey on her pussy for her dog to lick off. Her dog needed no coaxing and dove right in licking her pussy lips with his tongue, in long slow swipes. With my camera zoomed all the way onto her pussy I could see the lips part to allow the dog tongue inside its folds.

Kristin just kept reapplying honey and I could see her hips giving little jerks as he started hitting her clit, her legs were now spread open so that each of her knees was over the two corners of her small bed. She started to arch her back and lift her butt off of the mattress as her dog got her closer and closer to what was building up to what I figured was going to be an intense orgasm.

With her back arched and her head back, if her eyes had been open she would have been looking right into the camera for her close-up. Then she dropped onto the bed and started shuddering and shaking in an orgasm that I could hear through her window. She just lay there for a minute with the dog still licking, more gently now, like he knew that she was done.

She pushed his head away so that she could relax for a moment before she took the dog back outside. As soon as she did I noticed that he had an enormous erection. She didn't see it until he jumped up on the bed with his front two paws. He definitely had fucking on his mind. She came to her senses as she felt the bed move under her and looked in shock at the dog cock between her legs, just inches away from her virgin, (I assumed), pussy.

At that she shoved the dog off and still naked took him to the back door and put him outside. I ducked out of the way in case she looked up when she came back to her room. I didn't want to be discovered. I was so turned on that I opened my pants sitting right there next to the window and beat off. The whole thing was so hot, certainly the hottest thing I could ever have imagined seeing. Although I wasn't sure if I would have liked seeing the dog fuck her, or if I would have been repulsed?

The next day at school Kristen didn't pay any attention to me, like usual, but just looking at her gave me the biggest woody, remembering the day before. Later in the day I was talking to my best friend Pete, so I decided to ask him about what I saw, like I was making up a fantasy.

"What would you do if you were walking in the woods behind your house and you saw one of the cheerleaders having her pussy eaten by her dog"? "Oh man Pete said, that's soo twisted! Why would you even think of that"? I blushed thinking that he thought I was really weird. "I saw it on the Internet", I blurted out, hoping he would buy it. It hadn't even fazed him, the question was rhetorical; I saw that I had over reacted as he went on saying how he would hide and watch.

"Then what would you do" I asked? "When she was good and worked up I would take off my clothes and make her fuck me". "Why would she do that", I asked him? "Are you kidding", Pete said? "All you would have to do is threaten to tell and I'll bet she would do anything". We kept on talking for a little while about all the things we could do to her, all the while with me realizing that he was right and I could make Kristin do anything that I wanted her to do.

That night I made my plan. I hooked up my digital video camera to my imac and got a really great screen capture of Kristin with her face pointed right at the camera and the dogs head between her legs and his tongue slurping her pussy. It wasn't like a Kodak gold moment, or anything but it printed out on my printer plenty sharp enough to clearly see her face and his tongue in her puss.

The next day at school I had a three by five inch glossy, printed on my printer, safely tucked away inside my backpack. I saw Kristin during a break with some of the other cheerleaders and called her over to my locker.

She had this great black leather dress on that came to about seven inches above her knees, not quite a mini skirt but definitely showing off her great legs. And a tight white sweater that highlighted her tits. She had this snide little look on her face like she was so put out to have me even talk to her. I'm sure that if we hadn't been friends for so long she wouldn't have even come over.

With a snide look on her face and in a bitchy voice loud enough for her friends to hear she says, "What do YOU want"? I didn't know what I was going to do up until then, or if I would even have the nerve to do anything. But the way she was, set the tone for how our relationship was going to be from then on.

"You know we used to be best friends just last year, and now you treat me like some kind of leper or something. What did I ever do to deserve that"? I saw her face soften just a little but then she went right back to being a bitch. "Is that all you wanted, because I have a busy day and you're not in it", she said to me. If she had been even a little nice to me probably I wouldn't have had the nerve to do what I did. "No" I told her, "that's not it". "What I wanted to tell you is that from now on your going to start treating me with a little more respect". "Oh yea"? "Like that's going to happen just because you said so", she said. "Come here", I told her as I pulled her over to my locker so that no one else was in earshot. "Not only that but your going to go to the little girl's room right over there and take off your panties and bring them back to me, right now". She got this nasty, greater that thou smile on her face, and asked me why on earth would I do anything like that? With that I played my hand, and it was the ultimate royal flush. "This is why", I said as I unzipped the backpack in my locker and showed her the photo.

I thought she was going to pass out right on the spot. Her face flushed redder than a tomato and she put a hand on the edge of the locker like she was a little dizzy and needed it to keep her balance. "Now hurry up to the girl's room and get out of those panties". She walked away like she was in a daze, but sure enough she came back a couple of minutes later with her panties balled up as small as she could get them in the palm of her hand.

She looked around nervously and quickly stuffed her panties into my backpack. I put my head into my locker so that no one could see, fortunately break was over and I had a free period next so almost everybody was in class and I had no place that I needed to be except the library. I held the panties up to my face and took a big whiff. They were very sexy black lace, and they smelled just as sweet as I dreamed they would.

"Now give me that picture she said", sure I told her and handed her the photo. Then she got that same smug look and said, "You are such a fucker". "No I'm not" I replied back to her, "but I'm going to be". "In your dreams" she said. "Jeez I said, I remember you being smarter than that". "What the hell are you talking about", she asked? "Well", I said to her, "I could have sworn that I told you to be more respectful of me". That got a snort in reply, as if she was saying Yea Right! "If you want to take a little better look at the picture you have, you would see that it was a capture from videotape". The realization of it set in and I could see the smug look draining away from her face for the second time in the last ten minutes. "That's right," I told her, "I have the whole thing on video, honey bear and all".

"Now today is another half day so when school lets out at 11:30 you are to go straight home and wait for my phone call. Do you understand"? With a look of resignation on her face she nodded her head yes. "Not only that, but from here on you answer me with yes master", do you understand"? "Yes" she whispered as she shook her head yes. "Yes what, I couldn't hear you". "Yes master" she said in a quiet voice, not at all the tone or volume she used with me just a few minutes earlier.

"OK you can go now, but I'm warning you to be on time, in fact you're already very late for your next class so why don't you just skip it and go straight home right now". "Yes master" was the only thing she said. "And when you get home put on your cheerleader outfit, but don't put on anything underneath". "Yes master" she said again. "That means no panties and no bra. On your way out I want you to walk all the way around the library right next to the rail, and half way around I want you to stand right next to the railing and lean over and look down like you were looking for someone" (our library is sunken so that anybody looking up should be able to get quite a show.

I ran over and sat on a low pedestal right in the middle so that I would get a little preview of what was yet to come. Sure enough right in front of me she stopped and leaned over the rail. Her skirt rode up on the back so that I could see the bottom curve of her fine ass, I looked around to see if any body else was enjoying the show and I saw that two boys sitting down the hall on the floor were pointing at her. They were too far away to get a really good look, so they couldn't be sure of what they saw, but Kristen looked over and saw them pointing and got even redder that she already was. Then she got off the rail and continued to walk around the library and left to go home.

Kristin part 2

I had my bike outside so I raced home, well ahead of Kristin so I was in my room with my video camera waiting when she walked into her room. She just stood there looking at the picture I had given her at school. Then she looked right up at me filming her in her room. She started to close her drapes but I shook my head no to her and she stopped. With a look of resignation she started taking off her clothes. She laid them out on her bed and put on her cheerleader outfit, without her underwear just like I told her to. I watched as she left her room and walked out her front door to come over. Iran down the stairs and met her at my front door.

"Ok here I am", she said, and "what is it you want"? "Not so fast, I said you are going to do every thing that I ask of you". You will look me in the eyes when I talk to you and thank me after I give you any instructions. Do you understand"? "Yes" she said, "so what do you want me to do"? She asked with a little bit of fear showing on her face.

I'm sure that she was thinking that I would through her down on the floor right there and fuck her, but I wasn't letting her off that easy. "I think I'd like a little private cheer show". She started to move past me into the living room, I stopped her. "No, there isn't enough room in the house go do your routine on the front lawn". "But I don't have any underwear on; someone might come by and see me". "Then you had better hurry before someone comes along". Kristin went a few feet away, on the edge of the porch on the grass and did a very shy routine that was mostly just a bit of arm flapping. Then she came back and asked if we could go inside now.