Miriam's Gift: Episode 1
mc; Mg; Fdom; oral; anal
Miriam Lovel had a gift. Well, she actually had two gifts, the one more easily recognized and perhaps more highly esteemed was the ability to make money. Her other gift she inherited from her mother, who inherited it from her mother and so on down the matriarchal line of the Caumlies family. Lovel was the name the Caumlies presented to non-Romani folk. Their true tribal name Caumlies they reserved for fellow Gypsies.
Outside of her Romani life, Miriam had amassed a circle of powerful friends gathered from the world of finance, politics, law and medicine. Her smouldering good looks and chiseled body opened many doors. And, once inside those doors, her special gift opened the darkest intimate secrets of the rich and famous. Eventually, she dabbled in blackmail; this proved lucrative for a time but since she dealt with such powerful clients, she lived in fear for her own safety. More ominous than her apprehension was her grandmother’s explicit vision of a black pit in Miriam’s path. From blackmail Miriam turned to enterprise. Applying herself first to one venture then another. She knew her gift would bring her fortune.
Once Miriam struck on the idea of starting an elite school, however, she was a made woman with security and wealth beyond even her greedy imagination. To put her idea into action she established a board of directors well before she opened the doors to “The Lovel Academy.” Each selected board member had particular tastes that the institution promised to fulfil, and they all wanted their inclinations and identities kept in strictest secrecy. Each member had used Miriam’s services in the past and could afford the exorbitant fees and donations which Miriam demanded. They paid gladly for the services that Miriam alone could to provide.
This particular day, John Taylor, a long-standing board member, was conducting yet another tour of the school. Miriam walked him through the corridors, the grounds and the classrooms. Mr. Taylor spoke to some of the children, especially little girls in the playground or within their classrooms. He paid little heed to the boys. Unlike many other patrons, they were not his area of interest.
After twenty minutes, Mr. Taylor indicated that he would like to return to Mrs. Lovel’s office. “That little red headed girl, Janet, that I was speaking to by the swings.” There was no need for small talk or pleasantries. Mr. Taylor had been a client of Miriam’s from well before she had opened the school. They understood each other implicitly.
Miriam crossed to her desk and flicked on the PA system. “With her teacher’s permission would Janet Vallens please report to my office.” After turning off the microphone, Miriam continued, “She’ll be right here, John. She is a pretty little thing, isn’t she? You’ll enjoy her.”
Taylor nodded his head rapidly. He sat down on the sofa situated in a snug corner of Miriam’s sumptuous office. He already had a massive hard-on and was squeezing the head of it in anticipation of the adorable little Janet Vallens. He had enjoyed so many little girls employing Miriam’s abilities that he had no shame in blatantly stroking his cock in front of her. It was as if the woman disappeared and became merely a directing voice in the background when he was feeding his need.
A soft tapping on the office door announced Janet’s arrival. “Di...Did...you call for me Mrs. Lovel?” A nine year old, open faced child stood apprehensively in the doorway in her crisp school uniform. She shuffled her feet self consciously. She was a thin little thing, all knees and elbows.
“Yes, Sweetheart. No need to be nervous. I have only good things to say to you.”
Miriam stood and approached the girl as she waited at the oaken door. She took Janet by the hand and slid the bolt into place. This was more to put Mr. Taylor at ease than to ensure privacy. Her hand-picked staff and secretary knew exactly what happened in her office. They knew exactly why they were paid outlandish salaries and why they were constantly interrupted by lurking board members.
“Come and meet Mr. Taylor, Janet.” Miriam stroked the girl’s hand then her auburn hair as she guided the girl towards an easy chair facing the sofa. When Miriam sat she brought the child between her knees and turned her to face Mr. Taylor.
“Do you like Mr. Taylor, Janet?” Miriam asked and her stroking of the girls arms and back became more and more suggestive, more repetitive. The little girl’s eyes seemed to gloss over and her stare took on an other-worldly prospect. Miriam’s touch brought about a transformation; Janet’s will withered under Miriam’s influence.“She won’t remember a thing now John. You can enjoy her without fear, even to the girl’s psyche will be left unscathed by your molestation. A suggestion becomes a command.”
“He is a nice man.” Janet cooed. “He talked to me in the school yard.”
“Did he really?” Miriam responded. She lifted the front of Janet’s short kilt and she cinched up the girl’s cotton panties so that they hugged and outlined her pudgy little cunt. “I think he wanted you here so that he could look up your skirt and see your panties. Wouldn’t it be fun to show him, Sweety?” Janet nodded and she held up the front of her own kilt as she stared into Mr. Taylor’s eyes.
Mr. Taylor leered at the girl’s thick pussy lips and her pronounced pudenda. Little girls' prepubescent cunts were his passion and his joy. He licked his lips and stared. His hand squeezed and yanked on his rampant cock. A large wet stain appeared over his knob, staining his Armani suit. He would have paid Miriam any amount for her abundant supply delicious little cunny and for her secrecy.
“Can you show me your bum too, Janet?” Janet turned and lifted the back of her kilt. She bent over Miriam’s knee and waved her panty covered bottom at Mr. Taylor. Miriam gathered the cotton material and worked it into the crack of Janet’s taught bum. Janet giggled at her and looked over her shoulder to where Mr. Taylor sat on the edge of the sofa. He took both his cock and balls out of his fly hole and beat his meat mercilessly.
“If you bend way over, Sweety,” Miriam whispered to the flirting little girl, “he’ll be able to see your bum and your little cunt peeking out between your legs. I think he would like that... wouldn’t you Mr. Taylor?”
Through a dry, lust choked throat, Mr. Taylor croaked out. “I would. I would like that very much.”
“Come and get a good look, Mr. Taylor. You wouldn’t mind would you Sweetheart?” Miriam suggested.
“That would be fun.” Janet responded and wiggled her cute ass to entice him.
Mr. Taylor was on his knees in a trice, directly behind Janet’s tiny bum. He breathed in deeply, taking the delicate odour into his lungs. “You can peel those panties off if you like.” Miriam cooed.
With trembling hands Mr. Taylor inched down Janet’s panties. When they lay on the rug she kicked them to one side, then once again spread her thighs wide apart and thrust her bum and cunt back and towards Mr. Taylor.
Mr. Taylor tentatively reached his hand up and between her legs, covering her pouting skin with his palm. He gently moved her entire cunt back and forth with his hand. “Oooo, that feels nice.” Janet sighed and rolled her hips back and forth against the pressure. With his free hand John spread her firm little ass cheeks wide and ogled her tiny puckered rosebud. Slowly, he bent forward and licked her precious asshole with his tongue.
“I like that Mr. Taylor,” Janet spoke out. “Keep doing that, please. It feels funny but I like it.” Miriam’s right hand clasped the back of Mr. Taylor’s head and she pushed his face into Janet’s crack. He could not resist pressing his pointed tongue as deeply into her tight little bum hole as he could. He felt her writhing and rocking in glee. He continued to tongue fuck her tiny ring as he unbuckled her school shoes and removed them, then did the same with her knee socks.
Miriam undid the buttons on Janet’s blouse. Finally, Mr. Taylor pulled back and examined the slathered asshole and the gleaming cheeks of Janet’s adorable bum. Next, he helped her to step out of her kilt and removed her blouse. Then, Taylor picked her up from under the armpits, meaning to lay her face up on the rug. He longed to see her splayed out on the floor for his unobstructed examination.
But when he hugged her nakedness against himself, his cock slid between her legs. He lowered her so that her warm cunt rested on his extended prick. “Squeeze Mr. Taylor’s cock between your legs, Janet. Get a nice tight grip on his big man’s cock.”
The little girl hugged him about the waist and Taylor’s hands grasped her by the hips. He moved her back and forth in a wonderfully seductive fuck rhythm. His thick cock poked in and out of her taught thigh muscles. He was close to orgasm three times but sucked in his breath and forced himself to stop. He wanted to lick and suck on that delicious girly cunt. He wanted her to suck on his cock. He had so many wicked thoughts that he refused to let an early ejaculation spoil it all.
He eventually did lay her on her back and knelt between her legs. “Grab yourself behind your knees, Janet and pull back... That is good. Give Mr. Taylor a nice full view of your cunt and asshole. Look how big his cock is getting, Sweety. You are getting him all horny... all excited.”
Janet looked directly at his throbbing erection. “Maybe he could take his clothes off too. I’ve never seen a big man with his clothes off before.” Taylor fairly ripped his clothes off till he knelt naked between the girl’s legs. She sat up and draped her legs over his thighs. She reached for and took his cock in both her hands, delicately, softly, gently, she tested it’s smoothness. She traced the slit in his cock head and examined the thick throbbing veins.
“Squeeze it Janet.” Miriam gave her instructions. “Yes just like that, squeeze it with both your hands. Now keep that squeeze and pull the skin up high towards the ceiling. Yes. Now push the skin down, right down until your hands touch his tummy.”
“I’m gonna hurt his dicky, Mrs. Lovel.”
“No honey. He is loving it. Aren’t you Mr. Taylor?”
“Oh please, yes, yes, do it faster, harder... hurt my dicky Janet... I need you to hurt my dicky,” he cried out and lay back on the floor.
Janet began to pump his cock eagerly. “Like that? Like that? Like that?”
“Yes, yes, oh god yes.” Mr. Taylor’s head lolled from side to side and he lifted his hips high off the rug.
“Can you bend over and lick it, Janet? Lick and kiss his big juicy cock?” Janet did so. She doubled herself over to lick and plant kisses on the head of his cock. She continued pumping away as she did so until Mr. Taylor shot a stream of hot cum from the eye of his cock.
“Keep pumping Janet... let it hit you in the face... It’s fun...Try and get some in your mouth Sweety.”
Mr. Taylor groaned loudly with release and in frustration at this early orgasm. There was so much he intended to do... so much that he ached for. He had to pull the girls hands off his cock or he would have pumped himself into a coma. Shockingly, he quickly sprang to his feet and dressed in a hurried “get away” fashion. He was clumsy, fumbling and crimson with shame.
Miriam called Janet to curl up on her lap. The two of them rocked and hummed quite contentedly as Taylor filled out an impressive banker’s check by way of a school donation. He bowed and backed up guiltily to the door. He felt an oppressive guilt and a desperate disappointment that he did not fulfil all his lewd desires for his beautiful Janet. He knew he would be back for her again and again.
Miriam understood Taylor, understood that he would castigate and revile himself for two full days. On the third day he would begin to wank like a fiend and recall every detail of his brief time with Janet. On the fourth day he would be phoning her for another inspection of the school... for another encounter with his little angel. He was obviously smitten by the child.
Miriam smiled at his predictable pattern as she dressed Janet. Then she clapped her hands a number of times calling out the child’s name to revive the girl.... told her how happy they all were with her work... sent her back to her classroom. She was anxious to see the amount on Taylor’s check. She straightened out her office and got everything in readiness. There was another board member scheduled for after lunch.
End of Episode 1
