"When she got home Sammi showered, touched up her nails, and finally dressed. The top hung down in front just barely covering her breasts. It tied loosely in back, leaving her free to wobble and move, attracting the eye. Her skirt was low on her hips and barely reached the top of her legs. In another time and place she'd have felt lost without wearing a pair of panties. Now they were the last thing she could wear with this.Her mother knocked on the door. "What did you get?" she asked.Sammi turned and modeled it.Unexpectedly her mother dabbed at her eyes. "My little girl is all grown up," she whispered. "I've known this day was coming, I just didn't expect it to get here so soon." Sam's going, too," Sammi said."It's not the same thing," her mother replied. "You're my little girl." She waved her hand. "I know, you have a sister, but you're my baby." She sniffed again. "Don't worry, every mother goes through this with her daughter."Sammi gave her mother a hug.After a bit her mother. His hands went to the front of my bra and quickly unsnapped the front, throwing it aside.I was pulled into a rough kiss immediately, and his hands crept to my ass and picked me up, carrying me to his bed. We never went immediately to his bed. This was new, too. He would usually close my eyelids very carefully with the tips of his fingers and leave me for a moment to grab a ball gag. He would put it in my mouth and shove his fingers roughly into my pussy. Then once I had orgasmed at his command, he would take me to his bed and beat me, pinch me, grope me roughly in ways I loved and hated at the same time."I dressed up for you... I thought you'd like it," I bravely told him.His hands grabbed my shoulders roughly, barely missing my pressure points, and shoved me on to his mattress. I gasped, looking away from him, for I was afraid he was going to slap me for speaking out."You're more beautiful without any clothes," he grumbled, and I watched him grab an object from his nightstand.It was.
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