The Grayson Twins (Part Seven)

She leans her head back and closes her eyes, and brings Jason up against her breast. He can feel her nipple hardening against him through the thin pink fabric of her top. “Mmm,” she moans. “I could get used to this.”

“Alright, don’t be greedy though!” Victoria laughs. “I want to play too!”

“Aww, okay,” Regina says with a guilty smile. “Okay cutie, time to go back to your rightful owner!” She picks up Billy’s struggling body between her toes, dangling him by his ankle, and then drops him into Victoria’s waiting hand. Victoria smiles down at him, licking her lips.

“Hey Vicky, don’t you just like, love the name I gave my little pet? Isn’t it so cute?”

“Yeah, totally,” Victoria says, her eyes back on her phone as she slowly lowers Billy back down into her lap.

“My little Bug-A-Boo,” Regina sighs happily, rubbing Jason’s face into her nipple through her top. “Do you think you’re gonna name yours?”

Victoria looks up with a smile. “I dunno. What was yours again?”

“Bug-A-Boo! Short for Boy Toy Bug-A-Boo. Like my doll, remember?” She brings Jason up to her lips and starts affectionately nibbling on his head.

“Right,” Victoria says. She looks down at Billy with a cruel smirk. “Yeah I think I’m just gonna go with… Toy. Short for Sex Toy.”

Regina bursts out laughing. “I like it, it suits him.”

“Yeah, I think so too. Speaking of which…” Victoria uses her fingers to roughly herd Billy towards her, pushing him stumbling into the shade under her skirt as if her hand is a brutish prison guard. Jason looks away, unable to watch.

“No, no please! Not again! Please, I… Mmff…” Billy’s pleading is muffled as he’s forced back into Victoria’s pussy for another round.

“Aww, don’t look so upset, cutie!” Regina coos. “You know, you should be more grateful to be my toy. I know you think I’m pretty, and like, let’s face it, you were basically like, nothing to me before. But now you get to be my favourite little thing, and come with me everywhere so I can play with you!”

Jason scoffs, embarrassingly flustered.

“Ooh I know, let’s play a game.”

She starts pulling off his shirt.

“What are you doing!” he cries, trying to keep his shirt on but completely helpless against her huge fingers. Her bright pink nail polish irrationally infuriates him, the girlishness of it making his helplessness against her dainty fingers even more humiliating.

Tossing his shirt to the side and pulling his shoes off one by one, Regina giggles. “I like this, I feel like I’m unwrapping a little piece of candy.”

“Stop it!”

Regina pauses, tossing her head to the side and pretending to think this over. “Mmm… No. I want my little pet naked.”

“But…”

“Don’t worry little dolly, I’ll dress you up again later! You’re gonna look so cute in my little doll clothes.”

Before he knows it she’s gotten all her clothes off, and has him completely naked in the palm of her hand.

“Okay, so.” She raises her knees up so that her thighs are completely vertical, and then tucks him in between them near the top. “Here are the rules. Every time you win a point, I’ll give you one piece of clothing back.”

“Okay…”

“But every time you lose…”

Suddenly she opens her legs slightly, allowing him to slide down a few inches towards her between her smooth thighs. The sudden drop makes him yelp embarrassingly, making her giggle.

He looks down with a sinking stomach at what waits for him at the bottom of the drop; the pink silk of her panties, tucked between her thighs, her pleated skirt falling away to reveal them. He gulps.

“What’s the game?” he asks, dreading the answer.

“Glad you asked, cutie!” she says, infuriatingly cheerful. “So like, you said you don’t like me. And if that’s true then like, it should be easy for you to prove it. Right?”

“I guess…”

“So all you have to do is like, not tell me that you like me. Easy right?”

This does sound easy, but he knows there must be a catch. “What happens if I lose?”

Regina giggles. “Well like, if you lose then that means you do like me, and you’re just too shy to admit it! So cute.” She ruffles his hair with her finger. “So if you lose, you get to spend the rest of the day with me.” She licks her lips. “In my panties.”

He can’t believe what he’s hearing. “You…”

“Yeah, like, I think I’m gonna go out for a while, enjoy the day. Maybe get a latte, and like, a manicure. I feel like I deserve to treat myself, you know?”

“But…”

“So anyway, like, yeah, you’re gonna be with me the whole time to keep me company! Won’t that be fun?”

“I… No!”

“Aww!” she giggles. “Well don’t worry little guy, if you really don’t want to, all you have to do is prove it. Okay, you ready?”

He glares up at her smiling face in silence. He has no idea what’s coming, but he knows there’s no way she’ll make it fair on him.

“Okay little Bug-A-Boo, question one. Tell me one thing you don’t like about…”

He feels a surge of hope, knowing that he can think of a million things he hates about Regina, the fucking brat.

“...about how I look.” She looks at him with mock innocence, watching him stare up in horror at the unreal perfection of her face. His mind races to come up with something but he can’t. Then it occurs to him that he could simply lie. But in his flustered state, he can’t even come up with one…

“Okay three, two…”

“Wait!”

“One. Uh oh, time’s up little guy!”

“Wait no, I…”

“Ready or not!” She giggles as she lets him slide down all the way to roughly the middle of her thighs, watching him look down in obvious fear at the patch of pink silk between her legs. He notices with a sinking stomach that it appears to be stained darker now by the moisture of her arousal.

“It is so cute that you couldn’t even think of like, one single thing! You are just too adorable! You sure you don’t want to just admit that you like me? And that you want to be mine?”

He scowls up at her in silence, his face turning bright red. Giggling at his obvious humiliation, she shrugs casually.

“Okay cutie, suit yourself. Ready for the next challenge? All you have to do is keep your cute little penis nice and soft. Okay?”

Victoria stops moaning for a moment and chimes in from behind him, her voice breathy. “Who cares if he likes you? He’s a toy, just use him,” she laughs.

Regina smirks, her eyes locked on Jason. “Oh, I know he worships me,” she says. “I just wanna make sure he knows.”

Taken aback, Jason gulps. With her huge green eyes peering down at him, he feels like she can see into his soul. It’s bad enough that she can toy with him physically now that he’s been shrunk down to this size. But the ease with which she can toy with his mind is intolerable. This is exactly why he always hated her, even before today.