A Rich Girl's Toy

Postby Jon Snow » Sun Jun 05, 2016 2:11 am

Introduction -

This is a fictional story about a rich little girl who always gets her way.
So when she takes a fancy to a cute boy, she takes what she wants...

Re: A Rich Girl's Toy

Postby .... » Sun Jun 05, 2016 7:16 am

yay! you are back! i'm impatient of reading another of your tales!

Re: A Rich Girl's Toy

Postby Jon Snow » Sun Jun 05, 2016 2:35 pm

Don't worry, I'll keep them coming!

Re: A Rich Girl's Toy

Postby Jon Snow » Sun Sep 25, 2016 3:31 am

Part 1 -

Allison Davis was a rich, pampered little girl of thirteen years.
She was beautiful, to be sure, with long blonde hair and blue eyes that could make a guy melt.
But she was also spiteful, jealous and selfish.
Not a nice girl at all.

She went to a private girls' school, paid for by her parents.
She had a group of friends, rich girls just like her.
She thought she had everything.
She thought she needed nothing at all.

But when she saw Alan for the first time, she realised that she didn't have one thing.
A thing she desperately wanted.
A thing her parents couldn't give her.

A boyfriend.

Re: A Rich Girl's Toy

Postby Jon Snow » Mon Jan 09, 2017 5:48 pm

Part 2 -

It was a Saturday.

Allison and her "best" friend Sue Smith were sunbathing on her front lawn.
They had been swimming in Allison's pool, and their damp hair clung to their necks and shoulders.
Both girls wore bikinis.
They looked great - and they knew it.

But the sound of a car pulling up disturbed the girls.
Allison looked up as a car and removal truck pulled in to the drive of the house next door.
Despite her exasperation at being disturbed, she had to admit she had been curious to see who would move in.
Whoever they were, they had to be better than the previous occupants - a family with two boys Allison's age.
Boys, she noted with slight smugness, had been head over heels in love with her.
But they had been sports-obsessed idiots, so she had simply ignored them.

Then the boy got out of the car.
He was tall, perhaps sixteen.
He had sandy hair and was very handsome indeed.
He was wearing shorts and a vest, showing off his well-defined muscles.

Allison squeaked.
Next to her, Sue took off her shades and sat up.
"What's wro-?" She paused. "Oh. Oh, he's dishy..."
Allison sat up too, trying to show off her slim, athletic body.
"Notice me, notice me, notice me," she whispered.

The boy turned and saw the girls.
Then he smiled and waved.
He said something to his parents, then jogged over.

"He's coming over!" Sue gushed.
"I know," Allison said excitedly.
In her head she was thinking, "Shut up, Sue. He's mine miney mine mine."

The boy reached them and grinned.
"Hey, ladies. Nice day for tanning, right?"
Allison giggled flirtatiously. "Oh, absolutely. But by the looks of it, you don't need to tan..."
She brushed a finger against his arm, then smiled one of her killer smiles.
"I'm Allison."
He stared into her eyes, and she knew she had him then.
"I'm..." He trailed off.
Allison gave a knowing smile and sat up, swinging to face him.
"You're...?" she prompted.
He cleared his throat. "Uh, I'm Alan. Nice to meet you, Allison."
"And I'm Sue," Sue added, but Alan's attention was fully on Allison.

It always amused Allison how boys could be so nervous and tongue-tied around a pretty girl.
This was no exception.
But even though he had clearly been caught in her web, she knew she had to play it slow.
Play it cool.
So she simply smiled and stood up, standing with her bust only just touching his chest.

"It's nice to meet you, Alan, but you're in our light. Maybe we'll talk later?"
Alan nodded eagerly.
"I'd like that Allison. Nice to meet you. Oh, and you...uh...Sandra."

As he walked away, Sue sighed and put her shades back on.
"Dense as a brick, that one."
Allison smiled after him as he jogged back to the car.
"Dense he may be," she said, lying back on the deck chair and crossing one leg over the other. "But he'll be mine."
Sue shrugged.
"You're welcome to him. Besides, I think I've got my own little slice of heaven living next door to me."

But by this point, Allison had zoned out.
Her eyes were closed, and she daydreamed of lying on a deckchair by her pool as a half-naked Alan rubbed suntan oil on her.
It was a good dream.

But she'd make it a reality.

Re: A Rich Girl's Toy

Postby Jon Snow » Sun Jul 30, 2017 6:20 am

Part 3 -

It was a week after she met Alan that Allison put her plan into action.
Once again, it was a Saturday.
Once again, the sun was shining.
And once again, Allison was sunbathing by the pool in her skimpiest bikini.

She hoped that just lying there she'd catch Alan's eye.
Maybe he'd notice her and come down to chat.
Then, she could simply invite him over.

To her delight, only twenty minutes after she settled down she heard footsteps in the garden next door.
"Alan!" she called. "Is that you?"

The footsteps stopped.
"Umm...yes," came the nervous reply.
Allison swung her feet off the chair and padded over to the garden fence.
She smiled as she saw Alan standing there, red as can be.
He was wearing a polo shirt, shorts and sandals.

"You're just the man I wanted to see," she said.
"I am?" Alan asked, bemused.
"I was wondering if you'd like to join me for a swim," Allison asked, leaning on the fence with her arms crossed over her stomach so that he got a good view of her cleavage.
Alan blushed bright red.
"That's very kind of you...umm...I probably shouldn't..."
"But you will anyway, won't you?" Allison said with a dazzling smile.
Alan smiled and laughed nervously.
"Umm...yes...thank you."

Allison smiled to herself as he climbed over.
Phase 1 was complete.

Re: A Rich Girl's Toy

Postby MrSkeletor » Sat Oct 14, 2017 1:02 am

Loving this so far! Keep it up! :)
Hey! I'm into foot worship, extremely strict bondage (mummification and hogties <3), animal roleplay and humiliation!

Anyone feel free to PM me if they wanna chat (especially if it includes foot worship!) ;)

Re: A Rich Girl's Toy

Postby CMacleanSK » Sat Oct 14, 2017 7:55 am

I'm loving where this is going. Keep up the great work
I'm always looking for people to talk to and interact with. Just be warned that if you're gonna tie me up, you better gag me. MMMMPH!!