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Words can never hurt me	By : MistressCat Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 6219 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I own no part of Disney or its characters in the Kim Possible fandom this is just a fun headcannon i do not benefit from or make any money for this story in any way

Chapter List
- 1-Words can never hurt me.
- 2-Bag Day Bad Girl
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“Shut up,” Bonnie snarled. She was about thirty seconds from slapping the smug grin off of her older sister's face. “Shut the entire fuck up, Connie! What do you even know about me!?” Her tall skinny sister the model sneered down at Bonnie.
“I know your fat ass got rejected from another university. Good luck explaining that shit to daddy.” Bonnie felt a cold chill run through her blood and she felt her stomach clench like she had been punched.
“They sent me a letter? And they rejected me?"
“Just like everybody else; right? Not even daddy's clout can get you into school.” Connie laughed as she shoved past Bonnie. The considerably thicker built darker skinned Rockwaller just let herself slide down the wall she crashed into and she started to cry. It felt good to cry.
“Why? Why am I such a goddamn fuckup!!?? Bonnie only let herself indulge in her crying for a moment before she got up her face comically smeared by her melting makeup and ran into her room. Bonnie curled up on the little sofa in her room as she grabbed her cigarettes. It wasn't something she was proud of it made her feel too much like her mother. But the nicotine eased her anxiety and unlike most she actually liked the smell of it. She dumped ash in her little ashtray as the crying stopped... well subsided into silent tears. Another rejection. She had been rejected from a shitty party school. She had been able to handle rejection from top tier study schools and ivy legumes but how had she not been accepted at Lowerton State. Bonnie dumped the stub of her smoke into the tray and considered grabbing another but she decided that was not the vice she needed to indulge in any more. It didn't even keep her thin like her mother. Instead she called the one good person in her life the one person she'd loved since she was a kid and hadn't ever seen her as a failure.
“Hey, Can I come stay with you for a while? I... uh… I can't deal with my family right now.”
“Course, Bon Bon. You're always welcome here. Momma is making Pasta tonight.”
“That sounds so good I need some time away from here and your family is better to me than mine is. Can you come pick me up I... I don't think I should drive.”

“Sure, where should I get you? I know not at the house.”

“Yeah I'll walk to the old market by the bust stop. Just pull into the parking lot. You'll see me.” Bonnie pulled another cigarette into her mouth from her pack with her lips, grabbed her purse, put on her sandals, and then she bolted. She didn't see any of her family as she fled the house. She and Tara were perfect. Tara kept her sane and understood her... a lot.”
Bonnie slid another cancer stick in her mouth and walked. It felt good she always felt stifled and worn down at her house. Honestly she didn't even consider that place home. At the sprawling Lowerton ranch with Tara felt more like home. She reached the bus-stop outside Upperton outlet shopping center. She took a seat on the bench in the sunshine and pulled her shades down over her puffy eyes. Her brown skin soaked up the sun and she sucked down acrid smoke until she heard the honk of a horn she looked up and Saw Tara's sporty white two door. Tara rolled down the window and blew a kiss, honking again. “What's a hottie like you doing waiting? Can I give you a lift sweetie?”

“Sure,” Bonnie said stubbing her cigarette under her wedges. “I'm going anywhere but here. Let me ride with.” Tara smiled as Bonnie slid into her passenger seat. The blond grabbed the darker skinned girl and pulled her into a kiss. That kiss made Bonnie relax instantly. Tara had that effect on her. Breaking away Tara started the engine and pulled off from the bus stop
“So how bad was it BonBon?” Bonnie sighed and said, “Real bad I was rejected.”
“Oh... oh no. I know you really wanted to go to university. Did they give you a reason?”
“I don’t know I couldn’t even read the letters I had to get out of there. Consuela told me.” The couple sped along the highway as Bonnie turned on the radio. Tara watched as the pain just seemed to melt off of Bonnie as they rode out of the city center. By the time they were turning off the highway and passing the sign that said Lowerton City Limits Bonnie was laughing at her jokes and smiling. And then she was Singing along with one of her favorite songs as she slowed to a stop in the driveway. Tara's sprawling southern style farmhouse in the country was one of the most beautiful places in the world to Bonnie there was so much space and the air was so clean out here it didn't smell like the city. It smelled like outdoors and animals and food and it felt like home.
“Honey, We're home.” Bonnie smiled and followed Tara who didn't let go of her hand as she led the pair inside.
Tara flopped down onto the big couch in the basement media room. The soft leather melted under her and Bonnie crawled up to lie in her lap.

“This is so nice,” Bonnie said as Tara stroked her hair. The short blonde woman flipped on the TV just idly flipping through stations.
“Oh stop right there. That's the Team Unstoppable show with Brittina.” Tara snorted in amusement at the cartoon that was on the screen. “You know she look like you. You're both hott.” Bonnie said as they watched the blonde popstar pull a fancy cell phone from her belt and roll her eyes. “I'm all over it, Brittina said. “I mean we're totally Unstoppable. The deets please?”
“You feeling better?”
“Much, Tara, thanks.” The middle Strong daughter didn't complain as Bonnie curled tighter to her on the overstuffed giant family couch. The former Co-Captain definitely did not complain as Bonnie's already short skirt rode up from her shifting giving her a view out of the corner of her eye. Tara stopped running her hands over Bonnies' hair she walked her fingers down Bonnie's body and snapped the band of her lacy pink underwear that was peaking out. “Hey, you bought me these. Don't ruin them.”
“Well I can replace them.” When Bonnie flipped around she saw one of her favorite expression's on tara's face. That lower lip biting grin and the laughing eyes. This was the vice she needed.
“You won't have to replace them if I take them off right? I can put em' somewhere nice and safe.”
“Totally.” Bonnie stood up in front of the big television her ass blocking the view of The Unstoppables show. Bonnie bent down grabbing her ankles arching her back real deep.
“Oohhh doesn't the show normally start after Dinner?” Bonnie straightened up slow keeping her hands along her legs and she lifted her skirt to reveal the high cut lace string bikini in a dazzling hot pink. Bonnie rocked her her hips as she dug her thumbs intot the strings at the sides and then she slid them down sloooooowly bending back down to step out of them. She Flicked the string sending them flying over her shoulder to Tara. Bonnie swished her little skirt making the hem dance just under her ass but not revealing it again. Tara crooked her fingers beckoning her sweet Bon Bon back to the couch. She pulled bonnied down over her knees. “You're such a bad girl Bonnie. Being such a naughty tease like that. You stay in trouble and have to come over to my house and then you act like that.”
“I know right? What'cha gonna do about it?”
“I'm gonna give this big bad ass a spanking Tara shoved bonnies face into the cushion of the sofa with her arm ad delivered a hard stinging slap across the big brown ass in her lap. She felt the give in the muscle as she rammed her and down on it that one good time and she felt Bonnie slide at the force of it against the slipepry leather cushions. She brought her hand down again fast and hard a satisfying thud against that thick bottom.

“Ugh.” Bonnie yelped the sound mufled byt the cushion Tara was pressing her into. “You're a bad girl Bonnie. You're stupid.” She said slamming her hand down again to bounce off of Bonnie's ass. “You a faulire. And You're a bad girl Bon Bon. You're a bad girl that needs her ass beat.”

“Ah.. ah.”
Bad Girl. The words hurt worse that the admittedly smarting ass whacking. But it was what she needed. Stupid. Bonnie jerked forward with ever hard thump against her bottom gripping the cushion her face was shoved into. More of the painful smacks came down.
“Do you feel bad for what you’ve done Bon Bon? Or do I need to hit you harder?”

“Oh yes.. oh yes. Harder?”
“You're such a bad girl aren't you Bonie? I knew you weren't gonna learn your lesson that easy.” The pain stopped for a moment and Bonnie actually whined. And tried to look over her shoulder and then she flet it hard and sharp.
“YYYyyyeeeesssss.” She groaned into the cushion. The big wide hair brush in Tara's hand had left a nice little mark on Bonnie's nice big bum.Tara moved Bonnie's skirt fully out of the way flipping it over her back. And then she snapped the hard wooden brush down again.

“Bad girls don't learn easy. You're heardheaded. Stubborn. You're skanky.” Bonnie's ass was enflamed and and warm and the dark skinned Latina was squirming now as Tara tanned her ass with the brush. “Oh You're such a bad girl Bonnie.” Tara snapped the brush in quick hard burst as she spoke. “You're bitchy and your mean. YOU”RE A BAD GIRL, Bonnie. Aren't you?” Bonnie's eyes were unfocused as she wriggled on Tara's lap. “I asked you a question sweetie. That's another thing. You don't listen.” An especially hard stinging smack came down on the left and Bonnie yelped at the throbbing pain. “You're a bad girl, aren't you Bon Bon? You're a naughty naughty slutty little cunt tease aren't you?.”
“God, Yes. I'm bad I'm bad at everything.”
“And you're getting off on this aren't you?” Bonnie couldn’t see the giddy smiling almost laughing expression on Tara's face. This was so corny she felt like she was in a bad movie the ones that came on at two in the morning. But she knew her Bon Bon needed it. It was the quickest way to burn of the stress. And it turned her on seeing Bonnie squirm knowing how much she needed her to do this. It was hott knowing that she trusted her enough to let her do this. Bonnie was desperate and whining now and Tara was internally giggling. The brown girl was crushing the cushion in her fist now and gasping with every tap from the brush. Bonnie was floating each strike a distant thud of pain drawing her away from the situation she had been in earlier. Her awful family was forgotten the only thing there in her mind was Tara.

I “think my bad little Bonnie has learned her lesson." Tara said putting the brush back on the table. Bonnie' ass was hott to the touch and there would be bruising. But nothing Bonnie wasn't familiar with. "Does my slutty little Bonnie want me to play with her slutty little Cunnie? I mean it's just right there ya know." Tara covered her mouth to stop from laughing. Bonnie didn't open her eyes she just opened her legs and said, “PLEASE”

That please was one of the most arousing things. The way Bonnie's voice shook and the pleading need in it did something to Tara. "Good girl Bon Bon so polite.”

Tara let her hands wander across Bonnie's ass down to to between her legs and she was not surprises by the immediate dampness she found there. But not quite enough. Tara licked her fingers before she ventured back between Bon Bon's legs. She massaged that pussy with her slick fingers running them up and down. “Up up, Sugar. Let me see it.” Bonnie arched her back going to her knees over Tara's, lap. “There we go.” Tara slid her fingers along brushing Bonnie's nice hard clit. She heard her Bon Bon purr a little another of her favorite sounds that did something to her. She gave that thick swollen little nub some gentle rubs back and forth over it with two fingers and soon Bonnie was nearly dripping.

“Oh God.”

Tara busied her other hand a bit higher sliding curios digits along her opening. Her fingers slid in easy and smooth. She was close Tara coukd tell. She was almost as familiar with this pussy as she was with her own. And she knew Bonnie. She knew Bonnie did not have stamina she was not particularly hard to please if you knew her triggers. And Tara knew just the one. She kept her easy stroking going along Bonnie's clit while her other hand searched and she knew she found it when Bonnie jerked like she had been hit again.

“Like that?” Bonnie rocked against Tara's hand flooded by pleasure. As Tara's fingers grazed her two most sensitive spots at the same time. Tara, picked up her pace fast flicking and stroking. Bonnie's eyes rolled back as the orgasm hit. Bonnie twitched Clamping down on Tara's fingers hard. Bonnie was breathing hard and her hair was matted as the pair heard the words come from upstairs.

“Girls Dinner's ready.” Bonnie was sprawled over Tara's lap panting.
“Feel better, Bon Bon.”
“Much.”
“Let's eat. Then you can return the favor.” Tara kept Bonnie's panties tucking them into the pocket of her jeans. “You can have these back in the morning.”
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