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A Possible Pony	By : TheEvilFaery Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 31169 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 1-Part One
- 2-Part Two
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A Possible Pony
By The Evil Fairy
Part Two
Joss remained locked away in her room all morning, completely lost in a fantasy world of debauchery. After her first passionate, torturous and completely humiliating game, she actually fell asleep on the floor for a bit. Now that she was awake once again, she was laying face down on her still-unmade bed, inhaling deeply to drink in the scent of her cousin's hair from where she slept. The young girl let out a long, languorous groan and pumped her hips down into the mattress and her stroking, probing fingers.
Like last night, there was a sudden knock at the door. Unlike last night, Joss managed to keep herself from rolling off the bed as she spun around, quickly wiping her fingers on the sheets. "Joss," Kim's voice called out, sounding a little subdued, "get dressed and come downstairs, okay? We need to talk." Joss could hear her footsteps withdrawing without waiting for an answer.
Immediately, Joss jumped out of bed, suddenly feeling like she couldn't catch her breath. Get dressed? her mind cried out in a panic. What does she mean 'get dressed?' She doesn't know, does she? She can't know...if she knows I'll die, I swear I'll kill myself!
The first thing she did was rush to the mirror to check her face. As she thought, her makeup was an unsalvageable mess from rubbing it against the pillow, not to mention the crying she had done earlier. As quickly as she could, she wiped it all off and decided she just had time to reapply the black lipstick. It wasn't much, but it made her feel safer.
As did the clothes she yanked on. Another set of fishnet tights went on underneath a pair of teeny tiny black denim shorts that her father didn't even know she owned...they'd be in the garbage in about ten seconds flat if he did. She yanked on her heavy black boots and a black crop top with a red skull and crossbones that left her stomach completely exposed, and it was finished. She went back to the mirror to fix her bright blue hair and felt a little of her courage coming back as she looked at herself.
It was almost like she was watching another person, which was the whole point. Right now she was 'Goth Joss' or 'Punk Joss,' a completely different person from plain old 'Joss,' a nasty little pervert who did horrible things while fantasizing about her cousin doing even worse things to her. But plain old Joss was still there, and still feeling a little on edge from being interrupted before she managed to get herself off.
That's why she didn't put on any panties...she looked half-naked in this outfit, but she was really almost two-thirds naked. It gave her a sick little thrill to know that she'd be going down to see Kim like that. She wanted to imagine that Kim would check her out and think she was sexy, even though she knew that was impossible. Even if Kim liked girls, she wasn't sick like Joss, she'd never check out her little cousin, especially not when she was plain little Joss.
I'm so close, she suddenly thought lustfully as she slid her hands into the skintight shorts and began stroking her finger along her hairless little slit, maybe I could finish myself off...She dropped to her knees, closing her eyes as she imagined herself going downstairs completely naked and throwing herself at Kim's feet.
"I'll do whatever you say," she whispered. "You can punish me however you want, you can do anything to me, but please, please let me lick your pussy just one time...I'll do a good job, I know I will!"
She was seconds away when she thought of Kim sitting downstairs waiting for her, worrying about her, and a sick wave of guilt forced her to take her hands out of her pants. "No more!" she panted harshly, clenching her hands into fists. "You can just sit down there boilin' away...you deserve it."
So she left her room and went downstairs, her cheeks flushing brightly and her pussy screaming silently for release. Kim was sitting at the kitchen table and smiled as she saw Joss enter the room. "Hey Joss, come sit down."
Trying to keep a tough scowl on her face, Joss shrugged one shoulder and slumped into a seat across from her cousin. Kim rested her chin on her entwined hands and looked at the young girl, a pensive expression on her face.
Joss meanwhile was feeling completely dominated by her body's demands. Her thighs were clamped together tightly and she squirmed around impatiently. More than anything she wanted to rush to the bathroom and diddle herself to a quick cum, but she refused to give herself that relief. She'd suffer in silence. Well, maybe not completely in silence. "So what's up?" she demanded, unable to keep any of the impatience out of her voice.
Kim sighed and quirked up one corner of her mouth. "Sorry, just kinda blanking on how to start. Okay, here's the sitch...we covered yesterday that your dad's the reason I'm up here, but that what's important to me is that you're okay, not that he thinks you're okay."
"Uh-huh..." Joss muttered, trying to keep herself from panting. She leaned forward, trying to look casual as she folded her arms on the table. If she squirmed forward and kept her legs pressed together, the tightly stretched denim pressing against her mound was almost enough…
"But, I'm starting to think that you aren't okay. And I really want to do anything I can to help you, Joss. Because I think you're a wonderful girl and I'm so lucky to...are you alright?" Kim interrupted herself, tilting her head. "You know if you need to pee or something you can go ahead, it's not that critical!"
"Don't need to pee," Joss mumbled, letting her head drop limply as she rolled her butt and thighs forward against the hard surface of the wooden chair. She was so close, even this would do it, and then she could cum. She didn't even care it was in front of Kim...fuck, why lie? She wanted to do it in front of Kim...
Then she gasped and jerked, grabbing at the seat of the chair as she felt it pulled back. She'd been so engrossed that she hadn't notice Kim get up and walk towards her, and the red-haired teen was looking down at her with a knowing smile. "Guess I interrupted something pretty critical though, huh?" Joss just stared back at her with wide, frightened eyes.
Still smiling, Kim knelt down in front of her young cousin and took a hold of her narrow hips. “Up,” she cajoled gently as she pulled on her cousin, and unable to really understand what was happening, Joss obeyed. The small girl displayed all the self-awareness of a robot as Kim turned her around and had her bend forward slightly, placing her hands on the back of the chair.
“Soooo nice…” Kim breathed, and Joss felt her fingertips stroking circles over her denim clad ass. She sucked in a huge, surprised gasp when she felt what had to be Kim’s teeth sinking into her supple behind through the skintight jean shorts, and she unconsciously stuck her butt out a little further, offering it up to her cousin.
Kim took the invitation and ran with it, opening her mouth wide and scraping her teeth down the taut denim with long, slow strokes. To Joss, still so very, agonizingly close to her climax, this was torture on a level she couldn’t imagine. Unable to control herself, she began mindlessly humping the air as Kim continued her worship of her perfect little ass.
Finally Kim relented by spinning Joss around and yanking her firmly back in her seat. Joss just watched in a daze as the older girl unclasped her shorts. When she began to unzip them, Joss' hand, moving on reflex alone, came up to push Kim away, but she gave that hand a quick slap and Joss let it dangle limply at her side like it's twin. Her mind shocked into total blankness, Joss felt like she was watching something very far away as Kim wriggled the tight denim down to her ankles.
“Oh my God, you’re wet!” Kim laughed as she saw the sheen on Joss’ smooth, bright pink labia through the damp fishnet mesh. “Why didn’t you take care of this up there?” she asked sympathetically, running her fingers up and down Joss’ thighs. “You didn’t need to torture yourself to come down and talk to me.”
Finally the reality of the situation made its way into Joss’ consciousness. Her cheeks turned bright red and she half-shrieked as she cupped her hands over her sex. “I…I couldn’t do that while you were down here waitin’!” she blurted out.
“How come?” Kim asked, laying her head on Joss’ leg and looking up at her, a small, mysterious smile on her face. She began tiptoeing her fingers teasingly along her cousin’s inner thigh, making the small girl shiver.
Joss bit her lip as she tried to think of a good reason. She couldn’t entirely remember the train of thought that had brought her down in this state, and what she could recall seemed really stupid now. Then Kim intruded into her thoughts again by grabbing her wrists and pulling them to her sides. Joss tried to resist, but the older girl was much too strong. Joss immediately pulled her legs closed. “Open up!” Kim snapped. Joss felt an odd little thrill at that. Kim’s voice wasn’t really angry, but she clearly expected Joss to obey her. And of course she did, parting her legs once more with a helpless, submissive feeling that she couldn’t help but enjoy somehow.
“You know Joss, your problem is that you feel like you do need to torture yourself,” Kim murmured. As she spoke, she slid her index fingers through Joss’ tights right above her needy little pussy and pulled, quickly tearing open a rip that left Joss’ most private area completely exposed. “I think you even want me to join in,” she continued, scooting in closer. Joss opened her mouth, but nothing came out. In fact, she was holding her breath.
“But I don’t wanna torture you,” Kim said in a tender voice, reaching up to cup Joss’ cheek in her hand. Despite everything, Joss couldn’t stop herself from leaning her face towards that soft, gentle hand. Kim lightly stroked her thumb along Joss’ black lips and took her hand back. “I want to make you feel good,” she whispered with a sudden, wicked smile.
With no further warning Kim’s reached back and took a tight grip on Joss’ behind. She pulled the young girl forward on the chair slightly while at the same time lowering her head to Joss’ boiling hot little slit. When she felt Kim’s lips on her lower ones, Joss let out her breath in a long, shaky moan. Her hands came up and each one took a handful of her older cousin’s bright red hair. That seemed to be a cue for Kim, who instantly started sliding her tongue up and down Joss’ soaking wet, silky smooth pussy.
It was too much…it was way too much. In seconds Joss’ frustrated climax flashed through her. She tried to wrap her legs around Kim’s neck, but with her shorts tangled around her ankles all she could do was frantically thrust her hips, rubbing her creaming sex all over her cousins face. Despite her wild movement, Kim’s tongue somehow found its way to Joss’ clit, sending her spiraling up into a second, even stronger orgasm.
Unable to stop herself, Joss clinched her eyes shut and screamed, “Kimmie I love you!” at the top of her lungs. With that, she fell completely limp, twitching occasionally as an aftershock rippled through her. Her breathing was so erratic that she gave herself the hiccups, and she could feel tears leaking down her cheeks.
"Isn't that better?" Kim cooed after giving her cousin a chance to catch her breath. Her chin was resting on Joss' leg, and her hand was stroking a soothing circle over the blue-haired girl’s exposed stomach.
"I don't understand what's goin' on." Joss said plaintively as she rubbed at her eyes.
"I...kinda spied on you this morning," Kim confessed with a shamefaced smile. Joss' eyes widened and she immediately tried to jump out of her seat, but Kim was easily able to keep her in the chair. "That's about how I thought you'd react," she smirked.
"I'm really sorry Kim," Joss started babbling, "I didn't mean any of it, it was just a stupid little game! Please, please don't tell anyone, I'll do anything! You're just so pretty and great I couldn't help it...just please don't hate me and I promise I'll never ever...!" Kim clapped her hand over Joss' mouth and the shell-shocked girl kept on going for a few words before she realized she'd been muffled.
"Whoa!" Kim said, laughing. "Hit the snooze button cous!" Joss just stared back with a deer in the headlights expression, and Kim sighed and shook her head. "Okay," she said patiently, "Fact one, I told you I'd never hate you, no matter what. I meant that. Fact two, if I was mad or freaked out, I doubt I would've given you a tongue ride like that. And fact three, if anyone found out about any of this I'd be in way more trouble than you. Okay?"
Even though frantic bewilderment was the strongest emotion she was feeling, Joss forced herself to relax and nodded. Kim let her mouth go. "I still don't get it," Joss said in a tiny voice, eyes turned away.
Kim rolled her eyes. "Jeez Joss," she replied with an exasperated sigh, "you're thinking about this way too much." Joss just stared at her blankly, and Kim laughed. "Oo-kay, guess I'll spell it out." She spoke slowly, grinning up at Joss as she made big, sweeping gestures with her hands, "I want...to fuck...you!" With the last word, she poked Joss' belly with both index fingers.
Joss' eyes widened again. "No you don't!" she protested loudly.
"Yes I do! Why wouldn't I?" Kim countered, an amused smile on her face.
"'Cause...'cause you're not like that!" Joss stammered, shaking her head. "I'm a girl, and I'm your cousin! Plus I'm...I'm..."
"A little young?" Kim finished for her satirically. "Well I hate to disappoint you Joss, but you're not the only pervy girl in the family. But the difference is I know it's supposed to be fun!"
Joss had no response to that. She opened and closed her mouth a few times, but no words emerged. Kim chuckled and rose to her feet, giving Joss a fond pat on her cheek. "You stay here...I'm getting our toy box."
“Toy box?” Joss finally asked in a dazed voice after Kim had left the room. Feeling nervous and exposed, she crossed her ankles together and tried to sit still. She thought about dashing upstairs for something to put on, but decided against it. She had no idea what the consequences would be if Kim found out she had disobeyed. Joss’ mind could supply her with endless possibilities, from punishments that seemed like fun to ones that might be okay to fantasize about but terrified her in real life. There was no way of knowing how Kim was planning on treating her.
But Joss had no plans to resist. Even right after her climax, she desperately wanted whatever Kim planned on giving her. She’d just have to trust that her cousin wouldn’t take things too far. And if she does, well, I guess I pretty much deserve whatever she does to me, don’t I? she thought to herself.
Kim returned several minutes later, and Joss could feel her eyes bugging out of her head when she did. Kim had completely transformed into a latex-clad dominatrix right out of Joss’ fantasies…and nightmares. First there was a tight black corset that laced up tightly on the front, pushing her full, milky breasts up and out. Both of her arms were clad in black gloves, and she held a riding crop dangling in one hand as she sauntered in on shiny, high-heeled thigh boots. Other than that, she wore nothing at all, and Joss felt her face turning pink as she saw her cousin’s plump pussy mound, glistening with arousal and perfectly smooth except for a small, carefully sculpted tuft of bright red at the top.
Kim stood in the door way and posed with a sly smile as she allowed her cousin to drink in the sight. But after a few moments she swung the crop down against her leg, starling Joss with the loud smack as the leather loop hit the shiny latex. “Stand up!” Kim commanded crisply, and Joss hurriedly obeyed. “This way,” Kim continued, beckoning Joss into the living room.
Joss followed, but hesitated at the entryway. There was a big black cardboard box with a red H logo sitting open on the couch. She couldn’t make out any of the contents, but… “Kimmie,” she offered diffidently, “can I ask a question?”
“Hmm…” Smiling playfully, Kim swung the crop thoughtfully through the air a few times before answering, “I suppose so.”
“Where…when did you…get…all this?” Joss stammered out awkwardly.
Kim laughed, “Oh don’t worry…this is all brand new. I ordered after I snuck my little peek at you this morning.” At Joss’ surprised expression the redhead winked, “Hey, when you do what I do, you learn how to get things shipped a little faster than same day.” She dropped her voice to a conspiratorial tone as she said, “But between you and me, I’ve always wanted an excuse. I just…never thought I’d find a playmate. Especially not such a cute one.”
“But what about Ron?” Joss blurted out, then covered her mouth with her hands. She was suddenly afraid that she had overstepped her bounds with that question.
But Kim just looked a little guilty for a second. “Ron is…” she began, then sighed and shook her head. “I don’t want to think about Ron right now. I just want to think about you.” Her smile returning, Kim pointed her crop down at the center of the floor. “Now stand over here and don’t move!” With a short nod, Joss scurried over to obey.
As soon as she was in position, Kim made a quick an efficient job of finishing the job of stripping her down. The tiny top was quickly peeled off, and she slid off the boots and the small socks hidden underneath. All that remained were the torn fishnets, and Kim remained kneeling beside her young cousin, warning, “Okay, stay still. This’ll be cold.”
Before Joss could even wonder what will be cold she squealed softly at the touch of icy metal against her pussy. Kim had slid a pair of scissors into the rip she had made earlier, and was carefully widening it. Joss could only stand and shiver as Kim clipped the mesh fabric all the way down and up the other side, leaving a wide slit from her pussy all the way back to her butt. “That’s probably it for these,” Kim said with an off-handed chuckle, “but I’ll get you some more. You don’t mind, right?” she smiled up at Joss and gave her a quick pat on the ass. Joss just bit her lip and shook her head in agreement.
“There was so much stuff I wanted to get,” Kim said wistfully as she stood and moved behind Joss. She could hear her older cousin rummaging around in the box as she spoke. “But there was no way a lot of it was going to fit. But no big…this is still going to be great.”
“What is?” Joss asked in a submissive tone, and Kim walked over to her front and held something up in front of her face with an excited grin.
“I always wanted a pony,” the teen hero said slyly, and Joss’ mouth dropped open as she realized what her cousin was holding. In a moment, the young girl found the leather harness pushed onto her face. There were two main straps that ran around her forehead and across the top of her head and chin, and Kim fastened those first, using the scissors to poke a hole through the black studded leather to make it buckle around Joss’ small head.
The last series of straps would go around Joss’ head at an angle, running up her cheeks to lock in place the rubber bit gag that was now dangling in front of her mouth. “Almost quiet time,” Kim whispered teasingly. “Any last words?”
Joss was panting nervously as she stared back at her cousin with wide, glassy eyes. “Kiss me!” she gasped, without even thinking about it. Her body shuddered slightly. “I…never been kissed before,” she added by way of explanation, casting her eyes down shyly.
"Glad you spoke up," Kim cooed, bringing her hands up to cup Joss' cheeks and keep the dangling gag from interfering. "It'd be a shame to lose your virginity without getting kissed first."
Joss felt her cheeks going all hot again. "I ain't exactly a..."
"Oh hush," Kim cut her off. "What you do alone doesn't count. Now come here, virgin." The taller girl leaned down and brought their lips together.
It really was Joss' first kiss, and she really didn't know what she was doing. She had enthusiasm, though, and when she felt the warmth of Kim's lips instinct just took over. She threw her arms around Kim's torso and lifted herself onto her tiptoes, plunging her tongue deeply into her cousin's mouth with complete abandon. Kim's eyes flew open and she made a muffled exclamation of surprise at the aggressive advance of Joss' hungrily sucking mouth.
With gentle force, Kim used the hands on Joss' face to push her back down until their mouths broke contact. She started over, slipping her tongue out and lightly running it along the small girl's black lips. Joss immediately tried to lunge forward again, but Kim held her back. Reluctantly, Joss eased up and began mimicking her older cousin's motions, sliding her smooth pink tongue over Kim's in a delicate little dance that soon had hot tingles racing up and down Joss' body.
After far too short a time, Kim broke the kiss and moved her head back, licking her lips. "Good first kiss?" she whispered lovingly, touching her cousin lightly on the tip of her nose. Joss could only nod, her lips parted and her tongue still protruding slightly. "Glad to hear it," Kim continued with a sly smile, "because you're not going to be using that mouth for awhile."
Joss sucked a quick breath, her pleasant little daze evaporating instantly. Shouldn't I try to get away? she thought frantically, watching as Kim, moving in slow motion, lifted the narrow rubber bit to her lips. Shouldn't I beg her to stop? But she didn't, nor did she hesitate for even an instant before opening her mouth wide.
"Thatta girl," Kim praised her as she slid the gag between the young girls' teeth. Joss flushed hotly as she realized Kim was talking to her like a skittish little filly. Kim moved around to her back, hooking the free end of the gag in place. She carefully tucked her cousin's bright blue hair out of harm's way and began tightening the gag slowly, pulling the bit further and further into Joss' mouth. Joss squeaked when it began forcing her jaws apart to a painful extent. "Easy, easy!" Kim soothed, easing the gag back a hair and locking it in place.
Gagging herself was something Joss had yet to try, and she'd never thought to use something like this. She found that she could breathe easily around her oral intruder, whish was a relief...the fear of accidentally suffocating herself was a big reason she'd never played this game alone. But it had pulled Joss' mouth open to its maximum, her jaw wouldn't open any further without painful effort. She tried to budge the bit with her tongue, but all that did was send a trickle of saliva dripping down her chin.
She groaned loudly in embarrassment at that, and tried to force her tongue to lie flat despite her natural urge to play with the gag. Kim, meanwhile, had spent a few moments admiring the wonderfully perverse sight of her cute cousin's freckled face strapped into the leather bridle. She chuckled at the girl's discomfort and teasingly said, "Don't be so self-conscious Joss. Such a pretty pony can drool as much as she wants." She stepped close and licked Joss' chin clean, drawing another groan from the child.
Unable to help herself, Kim kept on licking, down Joss' neck and to the small, billowy soft mounds of her budding breasts. Joss' knees went weak, and Kim grabbed her ass tightly to hold her up. This widened the tear in the fishets to the point they started slipping, and Kim suddenly gasped, "Fuck it!"
Joss squealed as she felt herself pushed back hard onto the couch, and she just lay there submissively, trembling softly. Kim had a lustful snarl on her face and she seemed completely out of control as she literally tore the damaged tights off of her small cousin's body. Once they were gone, Kim loomed over Joss, propping herself up with her arms. She stared down at her with fire boiling in her eyes, and Joss just looked back, her chest heaving and her pussy soaking wet.
Kim clamped her lips shut to muffle a frustrated scream and pushed herself off the couch. She closed her eyes, breathing slowly. Joss sat up, watching her carefully. "What's wrong?" she asked timidly, or tried to. All that came out around the bit was, "'Uh's 'ong?"
With one last, very long sigh, Kim opened her eyes. "Ohhh, Joss," she said in a low moan, "you have no idea what you're doing to me. I'm trying to be good, but I think I'm gonna end up riding you pretty hard." She lifted her hand to her mouth and bit down on her knuckle, looking at Joss with longing in her eyes and her eyebrows lifted questioningly. “Think you can take it?”
What I'm doin' to her? Joss thought disbelievingly. Is she kiddin'? And with a certain amount of shock, she realized that Kim actually wasn’t kidding. She, Joss, really was turning on her cousin, the beautiful, the perfect Kim Possible. A powerful flutter started in her stomach and quickly flew down to her trembling little slit. As horny as she still was, it felt a little different than normal…knowing Kim was getting all hot and bothered playing with her made her feel like she actually could offer her cousin something. For the first time in her short life, Joss was actually feeling sexy.
So, keeping her eyes firmly fixed on Kim’s, Joss slid off the couch slowly and got down on her hands and knees. She tried hard to think of the best way to show her cousin how much she wanted to play this game, and she blushed deeply as she found her answer. Joss closed her eyes, as she couldn’t bear to actually look at Kim as she did something as embarrassing as tossing her head and giving a short, quiet whinny.
She cracked her eyes open when she felt Kim’s hand on the top of her head. Looking up, she saw the redhead smiling down at her happily. “Good girl,” the teen praised, “but you need to get up…we’re not finished getting you ready.” Joss’ eyes widened when she saw that Kim was holding the riding crop once again. The older girl lifted her arm and Joss clenched her eyes shut, her whole body tensing as she braced herself…
But that didn't stop her from squealing loudly around her gag when the narrow loop of leather at the tip of the crop sliced down and stung her rear end with a shocking snap. It didn't really hurt, at least not that much, but that little bite on her sensitive cheek was enough to force her to continue her pony act by rearing up onto her knees. Kim quickly covered her mouth to hide a giggle at her young cousin's reaction. She pressed the tip of the crop between Joss' tiny breasts to keep her from falling back onto her hands. "Up!" she commanded.
In a single smooth motion, Joss rose instantly to her feet. When Kim smiled at her, she felt a rush of puppylike, or maybe ponylike happiness at the implied praise. She was quickly finding how good it made her feel to obey her cousin when she was giving her orders for real, and not just in her imagination.
The next thing that emerged from Kim’s mysterious box was a simple leather bondage harness. Once again, the scissors needed to come out to get the buckles to cinch around Joss’ small frame, and once it was over Joss was having trouble breathing. Not because it was too tight but because the sensation of the leather straps digging tightly into her skin made her submissive sense of helplessness build to a point that had her pussy begging for attention all over again.
Two straps looped down around her inner thighs, just below her crotch, and came up to join some more straps that wrapped tight around her midsection and just under and around her budding breasts before coming up to join a collar that Kim closed around her neck. Next came the cuffs, heavy leather bonds that went around Joss’ wrists, ankles and thighs. As Kim latched them on, she showed Joss the short, adjustable chains that could be used to bind her wrists and ankles together, or her wrists to her thighs, or even to bring her ankles and wrists behind her back in a hogtie.
That last one sounded very…intriguing to Joss, but she was no position to make any requests, even if she had to ability to speak. Plus Kim seemed very eager to finish getting her little pony ready. "One last thing," Kim murmured directly into her cousin's ear and stroked her fingers over her naked stomach, making her shudder ticklishly. "Such a pretty pony needs a pretty tail!"
At first Joss wasn't sure what the teen hero was talking about, but then she felt something cold, wet and slick pressing against her ass. Her eyes opened wide and an automatic squeak of protest sounded from around the gag. She tried to jump forward, but Kim was already holding her fast. "Shhh," Kim said, hugging Joss closer reassuringly, "it's okay...be a good girl and just relax."
Joss tried as hard as she could to not fight as she felt the object sliding into her rear entrance. She let out a guttural groan as it slid home, filling her up. It must have been pretty small to intrude so easily, but it felt huge to the inexperienced little sub. "Good!" Kim exclaimed breathily, giving Joss a wet, lingering kiss in the hollow of her shoulder. "Now let's take it out and try the big one!" Joss whinnied pleadingly, and Kim laughed. "Just kidding! Now let me look at you."
Kim stepped back and looked at her little ponygirl hungrily. As she turned Joss around to look at her from all angles, Joss felt something tickling the back of her legs. My tail, she thought, starting to blush all over again. I guess she wasn't kidding. Kim starting walking around her, her eyes traveling up and down her cousin's small body. As she felt Kim's eyes probing her every inch, Joss had never felt so exposed and so self-conscious.
Does she just want me because I let her do this to me? It was a terrible thought, and Joss couldn't escape it. As she began to feel that she didn't matter to her heroic cousin beyond just being a convenient sex toy, tears began pricking her eyelids, and she dropped her head to hide.
Then she felt the snap of the riding crop against her skinny little ass again, and she shrieked in surprise, turning to stare at Kim with wide eyes. "Huh-uh!" Kim said firmly, tapping the crop against her long latex-clad leg. "Keep that head up, Joss. I want you proud of what you are."
"Uh ah I?" Joss asked shakily. Kim actually seemed to understand, as she stepped forward and cupped her cheek in her palm.
"You're mine!" she said with a sultry, possessive smile. "And I wouldn't waste my time unless you were the very...very...best!" Each of the last three words was punctuated with a soft kiss on Joss' other cheek, ending with a gentle suckling on Joss' soft and sensitive earlobe.
A wave of pleasure spiked with relief washed over Joss, and the tears finally came free, trickling down her cheeks. "I ov oo," she said tearfully, somehow pushing enough emotion into her voice to keep from sounding completely ridiculous.
"I love you too Joss," Kim sighed, giving her cousin a last kiss on the cheek. "And that's really gonna screw things up. But now," she said, brightening up abruptly and turning back to the box, "the Grand Finale! Don't you dare look over here!"
Joss snapped her head forward, resolutely obeying her Mistress' command. Several moments later she gasped hugely and rose up onto her tiptoes in shock when she felt the riding crop against her hip. She had expected another spank, and the light caress was all the more surprising for that. Behind her, Kim chuckled teasingly. "On your knees little pony!" she said in a pleasant lilt.
The young ponygirl immediately dropped to her knees, resisting the impulse to sneak a peek over she shoulder as she did so. It wasn't necessary anyway, since Kim came right around to show off her new accessory. There was a leather harness strapped around her waist, and a blue gel dildo was jutting out obscenely from it, right in Joss' surprised face. "Time to go for a ride!" she proclaimed with a wicked giggle.
A long, low groan emanated from Joss' throat as she looked what she supposed might count as her 'saddle.' It seemed awfully big, but at the same time...
"Check this out," Kim said suddenly, reaching for a little switch at her side. With a soft hum the strap on came to life, pearlescent beads in the middle rotating slowly and making the whole thing undulate gently. Kim sucked in a huge breath, arching her back and letting it out in a moan. She turned it off and smiled down at her 'pet.' "There's a little vibrator in here for me too," she said by way of explanation. "So, are you ready?"
Without waiting for an answer, Kim placed her hands of Joss' slim shoulders and pressed down gently. After reflexively resisting for a second, the small girl allowed herself to be forced back onto her hands and knees. She craned her neck back and watched as Kim lowered herself onto her knees behind her. Joss felt the tip of the strap-on pressing against her pussy and let out a tiny, frightened squeak. Her hands, which had been laying flat against the carpet, curled into tight fists.
"Gotta relax sweetie," Kim cooed. "Trust me, it'll feel much better."
Joss unclasped her hands and tried to do as Kim suggested, making the occasional high-pitched grunt as her older cousin slowly eased the toy into her tight, quivering canal. This whole time Joss had been doing her best to keep her spit in check, but with the dildo invading her cunt the last vestiges of concentration had been stripped away, and now her cheeks and chin were glistening with saliva.
Once the strap-on was buried to the hilt, Kim paused to let Joss get used to it. The tiny goth had never felt so full...the jury rigged hairbrush handle she used on herself was nothing compared to this, to say nothing of the completely unfamiliar pressure of the tail in her 'tail.' It was so strange, but it felt so good. Wanting more, she thrust back against Kim, tossing her hair back and nickering pleadingly.
Kim just chuckled and flipped the switch. When the dildo began wriggling inside her Joss arched her back as deeply as she could, her eyes flying open. She tried to whinny again, but all she could do was make a strange, strangled cry of pleasure through the bit gag. Kim herself moaned loudly and slapped both hands onto Joss' soft ass cheeks, digging her nails into the supple skin as the vibrator began buzzing against her clit. This extra spike of sensation drove Joss completely out of her mind and she once again she shoved back against the dominating redhead, desperate for all of it to continue.
The older girl quickly complied. At first, she tried to be slow and gentle as she pushed in and out of her diminutive cousin. But she quickly discovered that the thrusting motion sent the tiny vibrator stroking over her clit in a way that completely erased any concerns beyond the demands of her body. She pulled out a couple of inches and leaned forward to grab hold of Joss' slim shoulders, using them to brace herself when she buried it in Joss pussy once again.
Joss felt her eyes bugging out as Kim really began riding her, relentlessly pounding the dildo in and out of her tight little cunny. She scrunched her eyes shut and neighed wildly, drool pouring down her chin. She began grunting as she forced herself to push back to meet each of Kim's thrusts. Part of her wanted to just hang there limply and just enjoy what Kim was doing to her, but on a visceral level she knew that Kim would love it if her tiny ponygirl started fucking back.
Sure enough Kim moaned in delight and spanked Joss hard, leaving a bright red handprint on the silky white cheek. "I knew you were a good little ponyslut," Kim gasped out, redoubling her efforts. The sound of their flesh slapping together built until it seemed to echo in the small guest room. "You're the best Joss, the best!" Kim cried out, bringing her hand down on Joss' ass again and again.
With each spank a bolt of masochistic pleasure streaked through Joss' small body, forcing her to cry out through the gag and buck back hard against the invading strap on. Ponyslut, ponyslut, her mind screamed in a silly little singsong, you're the best little ponyslut! She began to neigh again, but in mid-whinny a blinding climax caught her off-guard and it turned into a shriek of mindless pleasure.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and her arms just collapsed, leaving her with her butt sticking up as Kim just kept right on fucking her. Joss just kept cumming and cumming...each thrust seemed to force another orgasm, and she never wanted it to end. Keep riding Ponyslut, she thought desperately, Ponyslut wants to cum forever and ever and ever...
At long last Kim sucked in a huge breath and held it, digging her nails into Joss' thighs and yanking her up against her as tightly as she could. The sharp pain sent a last little orgasm rippling through her, but all Joss could do was let out a bubbly, feeble moan. Kim jerked violently and let out her held breath in two short gasps and a long, soft wail. She fell backwards, the dildo sliding easily out of Joss' sopping wet pussy.
Joss finally fell completely prone onto the carpet, trying desperately to catch her breath. Her chin and neck were soaked with saliva, her thighs were running with the sweet girl cum still dripping from her well-fucked quim, and her ass still burned brightly from the vicious spanking she had received. The little girl felt sweaty, sticky, and dirty and she loved it. Basking in the afterglow, she couldn't feel anything but good.
A little while later she felt Kim sitting on her back, undoing the straps on her bridle. The bit popped free of Joss' mouth with a wet plop, and she worked her stretched-out jaws to try and get them back to normal. Kim got off her, and Joss pushed herself up and turned so she was sitting crosslegged, looking over at her older cousin.
"How was it?" Kim asked, still breathing heavily. There was a tiny, confident smile on her face.
"Soooooo good!" Joss murmured, running her hands idly over her tiny tits. "I love you Kimmie."
Kim crawled over to her and the cousins shared a sweet, tired kiss. "I love you too Joss." With a groan, she pulled herself to her feet and held out her hand to Joss. "Come on...we need to get cleaned up."
Joss took the hand and let the older girl pull her to her feet. "Then can we get dirty again?" she asked with a naughty giggle.
"Sure!" Kim responded, smiling wickedly. "I think we're gonna get dirty a lot this week."
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At the end of the week, Slim returned to the ranch. He had an expression of pleased surprise as he saw his daughter standing next to Kim outside of the house to meet him. Her hair was still dyed, but her face wasn't made up, and she was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt. "Hi Daddy!" she exclaimed as he left the truck.
"Well hi darlin'," he answered, smiling gratefully at Kim. "And hi to you too Kimmie."
"Hey Uncle Slim."
"You two have a good week?"
Kim and Joss looked at each other and started laughing. "The best!" Joss replied.
"In fact," Kim added, turning back to her uncle, "it was so good, I was thinking I might just steal your daughter for the rest of the summer."
"The whole summer?" Slim blinked in surprise. "You sure that'll be okay?"
"Oh sure!" Kim smiled down at Joss, and Joss returned the expression, sliding her small hand into Kim's. "We're gonna have a blast."
"Well, I reckon that's alright then," Slim said, scratching his head with a mildly confused smile. "If you're alright with it, Joss."
Joss giggled. "Sure am Daddy! Me an' Kim got real, real close."
Kim burst out laughing again, and Slim, assuming it was just some inside joke, walked back to the truck to get his luggage. Just glad to see my little girl's back to normal.
As soon as Slim turned his back, Joss shivered and grabbed Kim's arm tightly for support. "You're wearing that little vibrator we got yesterday aren't you?" Kim whispered, trying to keep herself from giggling. "You bad little girl!"
Joss smiled lovingly up at her heroic cousin. "Your bad little girl," she corrected, lifting the right leg of her jeans slightly. There was a little gold chain around her ankle, with a tiny heart shaped pendant bearing the initials KP. It was Joss' most treasured possession, because it was a reminder that she was Kim's most treasured possession.
"Mine," Kim agreed, leaning down to steal a quick kiss before Slim turned back. "Forever."
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