Alice might just have a surprise coming for her

As Alice lies back on the bed, pleasure flooding her system from the obedient tongue flicking around inside of her lower end, she reaches up to run a hand through her hair in ecstasy.

"Yes.... service me.... you're all mine...." She mutters quietly as Debbie's tongue probes the inside of her. Slurping becomes audible as the girl redoubles her efforts to please her new babysitter, tongue going ever deeper within. "All mine...." Alice repeats, as her heart starts picking up speed within her chest. She can hear its powerful thumming in her ears as she shuts her eyes and pushes down against the soft bed which she lies atop.

Debbie's face presses against Alice's inner thighs, gently at first, but then forcefully as she forces her thrashing tongue as deep as it will go -- the tip of it gives a small lick to Alice's womb, forcing the older woman's eyes to shoot wide open at the sudden increased intensity of her eating out.

"ohh.... OH!!" She cries out in surprised shock, face a frozen mask of pleasure and horror.

No, wait, I can't cum now -- it's too soon! Alice thinks desperately, unblinking as her eyelids remain as far apart as they can stretch from each other. Sh-she won't respect me if I... w-won't respect my power i-if she can.... if she can just....... if she can make me............. t-too soon--!!

Alice's mouth opens into a wide "O" as she at first starts to moan, but it quickly turns into a pleasurable scream as the bratty **** on her womb continues relentlessly. The scream doesn't last long though -- Alice is quickly silenced, face frozen in that comical expression, as her scream abruptly cuts off. Her top half lies back against the bed limply, as her hips buck helplessly up in her unexpected, early, earth-shattering orgasm against the face of the girl she came to babysit.

Once the spraying and bucking subsides, Debbie pulls her face back and her mouth away, which she wipes at with a grin as she overlooks the frozen figure sprawled out on the bed before her. Both hands on the woman's bare thighs, to help her shove her face as deep as it would go, Debbie gives a quick pulsing squeeze of each leg to check for any signs of life -- nothing. Her grin widens as she stands up to get a bird's eye view.

"I honestly expected more...." She complains through a fake pout, tracing a finger across her babysitter's face. Her eyes still wide in shock, and mouth hanging open, completely frozen in that hilarious mix of surprise and bliss. Completely unresponsive from within her orgasmic trance.

Debbie smiles again, eyes dragging themselves away from Alice's body and towards the dollar store flyswatter which lies on the bed beside her.

"So you think you can just call me a bitch and get away with it, huh?"

Taking the flyswatter in both hands by the wrong end, she positions herself between Alice's dangling legs once again, looking over the flimsy green handle pointed away from her. She uses her foot to push the legs a bit further apart, and they give in to her whims with no resistance whatsoever.

With an evil grin, spread wide across her face, Debbie braces her arms and then forcefully jams the handle-end of the flyswatter deep into Alice's depths, surely piercing all the way to her womb, and at speed -- it's easily enough to set Alice off again, who cums even more explosively than before, but doesn't even make a sound as she sprays. Her pussy quivers and shakes and spurts out all of its juices, but her body is motionless, her lips are silent, and her face is still wide-eyed and open jawed.

"So finished....." Debbie says as she admires her handiwork, twisting the end of the flyswatter around while still lodged inside of her comatose babysitter. With a smile, she slowly, tauntingly, teasingly, pulls the end of the flyswatter out from her conquest, twisting as she tugs on it. That's enough to break Alice's stationary behaviour, if only barely, as her bottom half shudders in pleasure.

Holding the glistening end up to the light, Debbie smiles and analyses it, turning the handle around to get a look at all angles of the collected juice. She leans forward to delicately suck on the top of it, feigning an almost innocence in her face and method, completely contrary to the sprawled-out and thoroughly dommed woman who lies **** before her. It tastes good~.

Taking the tip out from between her lips, cleaned although the handle itself is still coated, Debbie hops up kneeling on the bed behind Alice. Mouth still open, eyes still wide and unblinking and unfocused. In one cruel motion, Debbie jams the handle rod of the flyswatter down the throat of her latest thrall, swatter end sticking out from her open mouth. Alice has had enough training for her gag reflex to not be set off, but it was still an utterly humiliating position to be **** into....~~

Debbie places her hands on her hips to look over the fallen babysitter once again, drinking in the sight of her passed out awake and lying flat against the bed with her arms stretched out limply from her sides. She has to stifle a laugh, as she traces a finger across the shirt-covered bosom of her new babysitter.

"You've met your match, bitch... you're all washed up.... oh, how the mighty have fallen." Debbie teases, smiling down at her. She dismounts the bed and stands, tracing her finger once around the shaking juiced-up pussy, before leaving her there and heading over towards the door. "Sleep tight, Alice! I'm gonna go out and get myself some cock~!"

On her way out of the room, Debbie flicks off the lightswitch, leaving the comatose nanny in total darkness.

"Useless laughing stock of a woman...."