Tammys mistake

Tammy awoke.

The table her head was resting on was metal as was the chair that she was sat in. The walls were grey as was the floor and the ceiling. The only features to the room were a large mirror on one wall and two dark green lockers in the corner. A security camera covered most of the room and her toes told her there was a grating for water under the table. A plastic cup of water (with a little extra stimulant) sat on the table a few inches from her head. She quickly drained the cup, the water was warm but it helped her the rest of the way back to consciousness.

Where was she? She wracked her brain. What was the last thing she remembered? She had been in Chippers room and there had been someone and they had……Someone had shot her. Shot her right in the ass. With tranquilisers. But she had been trespassing and planning on stealing. Oh god if they told her mother… or worse what if Chip knew?

On the other side of the one-way mirror Gadget was feeling smug. She had got the Squirrel kit into the bunker beneath her lab and waited. She had sent a message to the other rangers to say that the headquarters were off limits. This morning Gadget had told them she was feeling sick to avoid going on the mission and her most recent message had told them that they would have to stay out for 2-3 days as she had determined that she was highly infectious. Now she could really take her time and have some fun.

It had been a frustrating few months for Gadget. A drunken Chip had finally made his move on her at a luau. But once she got him back to her room it turned out his cock was tiny and after a few unsatisfying thrusts he had cum and fallen asleep leaving her totally unsatisfied. She had slipped out of the hut and pretended that nothing had happened. He had been so drunk he probably thought he’d dreamed it. The two had moved on with their lives without ever mentioning it since.

Then a month later Gadget had walked in on Dale and his bat girlfriend as she was giving him head. The size of Dales member was gob smacking. Gadget knew she had made the wrong call. Sure Chip had the brains and the wit and was generally just a better munk in everyway. At least every way except the one way that mattered. But Dale had a cock as long as her forearm and thick as her wrist.

Gadget had tried getting Dale drunk but he had a much higher tolerance than she did so she had been forced to knock him out with a homemade tranquiliser gun. She had then sucked his cock till it was hard (and that had taken some doing on a tranq’ed guy) before making a mould so that she could construct her favourite new dildo which she named Big Dale.

Since then Gadget had been on the lookout for someone new to fuck. Not an easy task. Chip was the jealous type. Dale couldn’t make his mind if he wanted her or not (bouncing between idiotic flirting and fucking that bitch foxglove). Monty and Zipper were as gay as a pink unicorn with a horn warmer so they were out too. Worse they all wanted to be big brothers to her and stop new guys taking advantage.

She wanted guys to take advantage! Before she had joined up with the rangers she had been able to go out and find a guy or a girl (or hells a group of both) take them back to the workshop and get a good hard fucking. Sure the work with the rangers was morally rewarding and that should be enough right? Right?

It wasn’t. Gadget missed casual fucking. Being tied up and spanked and taken roughly in the mouth, cunt and ass. Sometimes all three at the same time. Gadget knew that nothing made her cum harder than being spanked to tears then sandwiched between two throbbing cocks. Feeling them sawing in and out of her pink and brown holes turning all the pain into pleasure.

She had briefly joined a cult a few months ago and they had been into soda and Gadget had been convinced that very soon an orangey orgy would begin. Boy did she need it. A girl can only plug her own pink for so long before she needs someone to do it for her. It turned out most of them had been fagots and the entire cult only existed to steal cash. Gadget had walked away sticky and utterly unsatisfied. It had nearly as bad as fucking Chip

Now this little piece of ass had been finger fucking herself on Gadgets front lawn for almost a month. Gadget had been strong at first. She resolved to let it alone. Tammy was underage and… and…. And… super hot. Just watching her frigging off on the security camera had Gadget hooked. She loved watching another girl play with herself before a session.

She remembered how an older mouse girl had picked her up when she had been fourteen and taught her how to be a good sub. How to take her punishment. How to eat a pussy and walk on a collar. How to take pleasure from her ass as well as her cunt. Now it would be her chance to pass it on. She’d tried to control herself but the girl clearly needed to be taught and Gadget was just the mouse to do it.

Gadget slipped a couple of Ben Wa balls into her already sopping wet cunt and zipped up her jumpsuit. They might slow her down she wanted to take her time. Still, she was nearly ready to cum by the time she reached the door to the playroom. Time to get this show on the road.