abby babysits

​ Abby had started babysitting for the sole purpose of the fact that she liked to be in control of other people. Sure she could always use the money, but really she would happily do it for free. She just loved having someone do whatever she wants them to, and little kids would never argue. Abby also preferred to babysit little boys. She was aware that she, as a as a very athletic tall brunette with piercing blue eyes, was very attractive, making it all the easier to control little boys. This particular evening, Abby was babysitting a little boy, probably about 5, named Tommy. Tommy's parents had explained to Abby that he was a very shy boy who didn't have many friends. He was very awkward and would really look up to an older student taking care of him. Abby very sweetly assured them that Tommy would be in very good hands. Her parents were going to visit friends in a different state, so Abby was staying the night alone with Tommy. After his parents hugged him goodbye and left, Tommy walked nervously into the living room where Abby had was sitting on the couch, dangling her flip flops. "Hi Tommy, I'm Abby. I think we're going to have a lot of fun together!" Abby said, smiling at him. "Do you want to play with your toys?" Tommy nodded his head shyly, and the two went to play with Tommy's train set. After a few minutes, Abby wanted to try something. She took one of the trains and “accidentally” broke one of them in half. Tommy looked at the train and started to cry. “Aw, I’m sorry Tommy. My bad” Abby apologized, but she secretly felt a wave of ecstasy to see the toddler crying because of her. They went in the kitchen and Abby taped it together, which made Tommy feel better. “Let’s go watch some TV.” Abby suggested. Tommy agreed, sniffling. Tommy sat down on the sofa while Abby turned on the TV. Abby then kicked off her flip flops sat down on the other side of the couch, swinging her legs up and placing her feet in Tommy’s lap. “Tommy, I’ve been running all day and my feet are so sore. Would you rub them for me?” Abby asked him sweetly, wiggling her toes in front of his face. Tommy looked at the gorgeous size 9 feet sitting in his lap. Her perfect toes were painted a dark blue. Abby always kept her feet clean and attractive. He felt a weird feeling in his stomach and looked nervously up at the girl. “Go on, do it.” she said. Tommy gulped and began massaging her feet. Abby sighed with pleasure and closed her eyes, as Tommy rubbed her soft soles. “Mmmm...just like that. What a good boy you are.” Abby said condescendingly. The little boy began to whimper as Abby smiled, enjoying the experience of controlling this toddler. After a half hour, Abby had Tommy stop, and he ran to his room while Abby sat on the couch, reliving the experience of him being at her feet like that. Abby’s mind began to wander, imagining all the things she wanted to do to him. Abby shivered in excitement, and got up. She walked to his room, and knocked on his door. “Tommy? Can I come in?” she said, pretending to be genuinely concerned. She pushed open the door to see him lying face down in his bed with his teddy bear. Abby looked around the room, noticing an airplane mobile, nightlights and many stuffed animals scattered around the room. “Aww did I make you uncomfortable with my feet, Tommy?” Abby grabbed Tommy and pushed him onto the floor, laughing. Tommy began to cry again, clearly very scared as Abby towered over him, smiling. Abby put one of her feet onto his chest, pressing down hard. “You’re gonna be my little slave now.” she said, giggling sadistically. She then picked up his teddy bear and ripped it open, watching all of the stuffing fall out. Tommy began to cry harder as Abby laughed cruelly, pressing harder onto his chest. She then bent down and sat on his stomach, putting her feet on Tommy's face. Tommy started screaming for his mommy and daddy as Abby pressed her feet into his face, pinching his nose closed. Abby laughed cruelly. "Nobody can hear you Tommy. If only your mommy and daddy were here to save you. It's just you and me, Tommy." She then pushed her soles over his mouth and ordered him to lick. Tommy, crying harder than ever, began to lick her feet as she giggled with sadistic pleasure. Abby then unbuttoned his pants and began stroking his small penis as he cried. "Does that feel good Tommy? Do you like that? Oh....mmmm...yeah that's right." Abby moaned devilishly, smiling as he cried for help. She felt his penis start to harden and started rubbing it harder as she forced her painted toes into the crying toddler's mouth. She shivered as she felt the young boy sucking on her toes. "Oh...yes Tommy....suck on my toes....Good boy.." She began playing with his hair with her left foot as he sucked on the right one. He began to wail as she moved her soft hands up and down his shaft. Tommy's penis began to shake and Abby could feel the precum come out of the 5 year-old's penis. Tommy was now crying and screaming, and Abby laughed and laughed as he exploded all over his room. "Oh Tommy, you really made a mess here, didn't you?" Abby said to him. Abby then got on top of the small boy and began licking his face as he cried for his parents, making Abby laugh all the harder. This was a dream come true for her. Tommy attempted to get up but Abby grabbed him, digging her sharp painted nails into his soft arm. Tommy screamed in pain as blood began to drip from his arm. Abby laughed evilly as she licked up the blood from the crying boy’s arm. Tommy yelled for her to stop, but the wicked girl just pressed her foot against his mouth, shutting him up. Abby then got up and took some rope out of her pocket. She picked the toddler up and dropped him on the bed, where she took his clothes off and tied ropes from his wrists to the bedposts. She smiled at the crying toddler. “Oh no, it looks like Tommy is trapped. Who’s going to save you now?” she said. Abby then picked up his toy airplane. “Is your airplane going to save you?” Abby said mockingly, and with that, she snapped the plane in half. Tommy wailed. Abby laughed with evil glee as she broke every one of Tommy’s toys, feeling a wave ectasy every time Tommy cried. “We better clean you off Tommy,” Abby said, picking Tommy up and bringing him to the bathroom. She put him on the floor, rubbing her feet over his face while she filled up the bathtub with ice cold water. Abby then picked up the boy and dropped him in the tub. Tommy screamed from the cold and tried to get out but Abby held him down. She then sat on the edge and pushed her right foot into his face, pushing him down into the water. The last thing he saw was Abby's cruel smile, her wicked laughter ringing in his ears as her feet rubbed all over his body as everything faded to black.