Poor Little Cassie – Chap 2 – The Plumbers Return

The dream was incredible. I was on a desert island and I was surrounded by a lot of men. They had me tied spread eagle to stakes on a beach and they were all talking in a strange language. They were wearing various skins and furs and I noticed their skin was very bronze. I was wearing my high school uniform which I thought was incredibly weird. My white shirt was buttoned all the way to the neck as we pure, catholic virgins were required to do. My little pleated skirt was sitting over my firm thighs and my white socks and black patent leather shoes finished the perfect catholic schoolgirl look. I remembered all the rules we had to follow for that stupid uniform and I chuckled that I was dressed perfectly even though I was tied to stakes on a beach. My long blonde hair was spread out across the sand. I looked around and all of the men were just looking down at me and screaming in their strange language. I had no idea how a 16 year old ended up in her high school uniform on a strange beach.

One of them knelt down and looked me in the eyes. He was wearing a sort of headdress and had white paint across his face in stripes. He turned his head slowly to the side and stared at me. He reached out his hand and touched my cheek. I shivered under his touch and whimpered. He ran his finger across my soft face and then across my full lips. He touched my neck and then my shirt. I was staying perfectly still which I realized was probably the same as telling him I was ok with what he was doing. I wasn’t ok with it but I couldn’t seem to be able to move or speak. I shivered again when I realized he had just touched my bare thigh. His fingers moved up my thigh under my skirt and I felt the skirt flipped up onto my stomach. He touched my white panties. They were very conservative panties, yes, that was a rule too. I squealed as I felt my panties being pulled down and then to the side. Suddenly I felt pulling and I saw the glint of a big knife. I held my breath in panic and then I felt my panties loosen and saw the man lift them to his nose. He screamed and held them up and the group responded with what sounded a lot like cheers.

I was brought back when I felt his fingers touch the lips of my young pussy. He ran his fingers across my smooth pussy. Why was it smooth? I had never shaved it, good little schoolgirls didn’t do stuff like that. I flinched as he slid his big finger between my pussy lips. I arched my back and bit my lower lip to hold back a scream. I felt my pussy getting wet and my body starting to respond to this wild man’s fingers. He touched my clit and I felt another wonderful shiver rip through my young body. I heard a bell and the crowd cheered again. Another bell and then another. The fingers were still rubbing on my clit and sliding between my now wet lips. Another bell. I was so close to cumming. The natives were dancing and jumping as I writhed under this strange man. Another bell. I opened my eyes wide and saw pink clouds and realized I was looking at my bedroom ceiling. I sat up in bed and pulled my hand from between my legs. My fingers were wet and I was still shivering. Another bell. Shit, the door. I jumped out of bed and ran to the stairs.

Tony and Hank were standing on the porch when I opened the door. Tony did not look happy.

“Bitch, what took you so long?” He grumbled and walked right into my house.

I held the door open for Hank and then closed it gently and followed them into my kitchen. Tony was sitting on a stool at our island and opening his clipboard. He started pulling out papers.

“Hank, can you go upstairs and check the seals from yesterday?” Tony said without raising his head.

“You got it boss.” Hank said in a cheerful voice and turned to walk back to the stairs.

I heard his footsteps on the stairs as I stood in my kitchen in my bare feet wearing only a pink sesame street nightshirt. I was just looking at this man sitting in my kitchen like he owned the place, and me for that matter. He lifted his head and glanced over at me. I felt a nervous shiver run through me.

“Lift up that cute nightshirt, baby.” Tony said in a soft voice.

I hesitated at first and then I saw one of his eyelids lift. My hands moved quickly to the bottom of my nightshirt and I lifted it to my waist. I stood still as he stared at my young, smooth pussy. I actually was a little worried that he would not find my shaving job satisfactory. It was a stupid worry as my pussy was perfectly smooth, in fact there was no hair present on my body other than on my head.

“Come a little closer, baby girl.” He said and looked back at his papers.

I shuffled closer to him and he looked back at me. He reached his left hand down and touched my soft pussy. He rubbed his fingers across the smooth skin and then over my tight tummy.

“Nice work on the cunt.” He said and I felt a surge of pride.

“Now, baby, you need to go and get me a yardstick. You do have one of those, right?” he said.

I remembered Mom had a red one in the pantry that she had gotten from the hardware store. We rarely used it to actually measure anything, it’s primary use was to fish crap out from under the refrigerator. I ran to the pantry and grabbed it. It was a little thicker than the usual yardstick. I returned to Tony’s side. He held out his hand and I gave him the yardstick.

“Now baby, go over to the table and cross your arms on the edge and lay your head on your arms.” He said while he was looking at his papers.

I went over to the table and put my arms down. I leaned over and put my head on my arms. I was bent at the waist with my ass facing Tony. I took a deep breath and wondered what this man was going to do to me today. I stayed there for about 5 minutes before he said anything.

“Baby girl. Where are your panties?” Tony asked.

I hesitated and then stammered a little.

“Did you not wear any thinking you would please me?” He said.

“Yes”, I answered in a small voice.

I heard a small laugh and saw his feet as he was now standing next to me. I felt my nightshirt being lifted and then pulled over my back and pushed towards my head. I was basically naked now with my shirt bunched at my head. My boobs were hanging down under me. I could see my nipples were hard as I looked down at them. I noticed my toes needed a new coat of polish as I stood bent over in my kitchen with a strange man looking over me.

“Baby girl, you have to understand something. You are not a slut or a whore and I will not have you dressing like one. No respectable girl runs around without panties on, even in her own house. Unless of course you like showing off your pussy to your Daddy. Do you like showing your pussy to your Daddy, baby girl?” Tony asked in a soft voice.

“No.” I answered quickly.

“Good. Now from now on you will wear panties all of the time and dress like the sweet little girl you are, right?” He asked.

I started to answer and then I heard a swish and felt a sharp pain on my ass. Instead of an answer a squeal came out of my mouth.

“Baby girl, I didn’t hear you. Did you answer me?” He asked.

Another swish and another sharp pop on my young ass. I tried not to scream and answer him but it came out garbled. Another swish and another pop. I jumped a little as my ass was now burning. Another pop, another scream.

“Baby, I will give you another chance. Are you going to dress appropriately from now on?” He asked.

I flinched, thinking another pop was coming.