But inside the dirty shirt and ratty pants was a lovely girl that I'd gotten to know over the past few months. Always polite, or just terribly scared, it was hard to say sometimes, but when I gave her a present when I came to see her addicted mother for a suck off she always had a smile that lit my heart. What she didn't know was how it also lit up my desire for another girl to have and to hold in my arms.

Just looking at her laid out asleep made me want to tear right in and get a piece or five. As much as I lusted for her, a little patience was in order. I sat next to her, reached out and opened her shirt up to get a nice long look at her puffy nipples just in the beginning bloom of growth. They were absolutely perfect on her chest, small and pink with dime sized pads pushing them out ever so slightly from her body. With one thumb and finger I touched one, gave it a little pinch then moved on to stroking and tugging on it. When it got a little puffy and stood out I went after the other one to get it up and ready for fun.

But the rest of her called to me, enticing me to get my hands on soft flesh and smooth skin. I undid her pants and ran my hand down her chest to feel all around her flat, flawless tummy, getting to know her belly button then slipping under the waistband of her undies to fell the swell of her mons then down to feel the gentle, soft curves of her girlish pussy. So smooth and soft, sleek and naturally hairless just like I like 'em. I was going to enjoy getting to know that part of her so much. A few runs of my fingers through her baby slit and I put her pants back together.

It would take a bit before she woke up so I went upstairs for dinner, stopped and looked back at her. She might as well get used to things as they were so I went back to the bed and took all her clothes off and took a good look at my sleeping beauty. She really had a charm about her laid out all naked on top of the bed showing everything she had. A few minutes of molesting her while she slept and I tossed a blanket over her and left.

It took a couple hours before I heard her moving around on the monitor I wore on my belt. When I came in she tugged the cover up around herself and stared at me.

"Joey?" she asked timidly. "What am I doing here?"

"You're mine now," I told her. "Your mother gave you to me. From now on you belong to me. You do what I tell you to do and you do it as good as you can. If I say 'jump', you jump. Understand?"

Sarah stared at me. "You are mine. The sooner you get used to that the better off you'll be."

"But, but," she stuttered, "I don't think, I mean I like you and all, you always gave me nice things, but I don't know if I want to be yours."

I smiled, a soft, gentle, disarming smile. "You are mine, Sarah. From now on you'll live with me and do what I tell you to do. There's some rules. First, you do what I tell you to do when I tell you and for as long as I tell you. Second, you will always keep yourself clean and keep everything else clean. Third, you will not bad-mouth me or anyone else around me. Lastly, no matter what you will do what you are told to do. Is that understood?"

"Uh, well, I guess so," she said softly. "Where are my clothes?"

Another charming smile and I told her, "You are to be clean and those clothes are not fit for such a pretty girl as you. I don't think you will want to wear those rags again. Do you?"

"Well, no, I guess not but what am I going to wear?" she asked.

"Whatever I tell you to wear," I replied. "Now, the first thing is for you to take a good hot shower and get cleaned up. Later we'll talk about clothes. For now, when you're done with your shower I'll give a nice robe to wear. Now get into the shower and show me how clean you can get."

She tugged the blanket around herself once again and I put my hand on her shoulder. "You don't need that blanket," I told her. "Leave it on the bed."

"But, but ..." ......(cont)