Taught To Submit

An eBook By Powerone.

CHAPTER 1

Elise's First Encounter with an Older Man

It was two days before her mother was going out with Bill again. Elise raced home from school, changed her clothes, and put on one of Christina's skirts, which was much too short for Elise to wear normally, but she wanted Bill to touch her again. The knock on the door awoke her from her fantasy, the reality that Bill was now outside the door, and here she was clad in a short skirt like a street whore, waiting for an older man to molest her. What was she doing? The door shook as Bill knocked again. Even his knock was insistent, almost as if ordering her to open the door. Her trembling hands turned the lock, pulling the door open, Bill stared at her.

"I think little Elise has been waiting for me," he said, seeing the short skirt that showed an ample amount of white thigh, the back of the skirt clinging to her ass like a second skin. It must be Christina's skirt, he thought. He closed the door, "Your mother will be home soon. Come over here." He motioned her over to the chair. He sat down as she moved toward him, her legs feeling like they were going to collapse beneath her.

She stood in front of him, feeling vulnerable, his head in line with her sex, afraid of what she might have gotten herself into. Maybe she shouldn't have done this. Maybe she should just run into her bedroom, but her feet refused to move. She wasn't sure if it was fright or expectation. She waited.

"Turn around Elise. That is one sexy skirt. And the cutest tight ass in it." He put his hands on her hips, and felt her shudder when he touched her, turning her until her back was to him. "Stop. Now be a good girl and hold still for me. Can you do that for me, Elise?"

She trembled, "Yes." Her body tensed, eagerly waiting for the touch on her ass that she knew was coming.

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