Jenny’s arms were firmly held to the bedframe by the shackles
on her wrists. A broad leather strap held her body down on the
bed. She strained to reach Lisa’s soft skin and lush body, but
the younger blonde-haired girl held back just out of reach.
Both women were naked. Lisa held a large vibrating dildo that
was covered with flavored KY jelly in one hand, and a leather
strap in the other. Her tits bounced on her chest as she surveyed
her captive.
Jenny’s fingers could just reach Lisa’s smooth belly. Lisa watched
as her English professor tried desperately to stroke her breasts and
pussy. She giggled and pulled back a few inches, slapping Jenny
with the strap, leaving a broad red welt on her arm.
Jenny moaned in frustration and threw herself back on the bed. She
lay back and spread her thighs wide apart, to give Lisa a good view
of her dripping and swollen pussy, hoping to entice the yummy co-ed
into licking at her dripping crotch. Jenny still could not reach her
cunt with her hands. She had been kept on the brink of orgasm all
afternoon, and was going out of her mind with lust. She tensed and
released her pussy muscles, making her cunt lips open and close like
a sideways mouth. The hot smell of her crotch drifted forth as a few
droplets of Jenny’s cream oozed out.
“Please! Let me suck you! I’ll do a good job, I promise. You’ll be
begging me to go on! I *need* your cunt, you little slut!” Jenny
was beyond feeling humiliation, and openly begged for Lisa to open
her slippery slit before Jenny’s hungry mouth.
Lisa realized that she was suddenly in control. All semester she had
been the student, and Jenny had been the authority figure, assigning
homework and handing out tests. Now the roles had been reversed, and
Lisa could make Jenny do anything she wanted. Her mouth watered with
the possibilities.
“Listen, you bitch” Lisa yelled, “You’ll do as *I* say, and will suck
cunt when *I* tell you to! Is that clear?”
Jenny cowered on the bed, her face reddening with shame. “Y-yes, Lisa”
she stammered out.
“Yes, *WHAT*?” Lisa demanded, whipping Jenny’s thighs with the strap.
“Yes….mistress!” Jenny said.
“Good. Now, I want to set some ground rules for you. Here’s the key
to your handcuffs. I’m going to leave it here on the nightstand where
you can reach it. You’re free at any time to unlock yourself and leave.
Only, if you do, my pussy will be off limits for you forever! Now,
can you handle that?”
Jenny mutely nodded that she understood, and said that she would obey her
mistress, and not unlock herself without permission.
Lisa beamed with pride, and set to work. She lay back on the edge of the
bed, only inches from Jenny’s feet, and began to caress her own body. She
clicked the vibrator on, and let it slowly slide down her body, from her
delicate neck, over her heaving breasts, down past her smooth belly, and
towards her fragrant, dripping cunt.
She pulled her pussy lips apart, revealing her well-stroked clit. The
tip of the vibrator found her opening, and slid inside. Lisa stared
into Jenny’s eyes as she thrust the dildo deep inside her pussy. Jenny’s
hands were clutching at her belly, trying to reach her distended clit.
Creamy cuntal lubrication dripped from her hole. Tears welled up in
her eyes as she felt she would never be able to reach the climax she
had been craving all day.
Lisa finally took pity on Jenny and pulled the buzzing cock from her cunt,
and held it out towards Jenny’s crotch. Jenny gasped with delight, and
thrust her hips forward.
“If you want this, you’ll have to beg!” Lisa purred, smiling wickedly.
The tip of the vibrator was around 3 inches from Jenny’s dripping box.
Jenny begged and pleaded for Lisa to cram it inside her. Lisa poked
at Jenny’s clit, keeping the vibrator directly on her love button for
only one or two seconds at a time.
Jenny’s hips arched up off the bed, her cunt homing in on the buzzing
love-toy. Lisa held it almost a foot over the bed so that Jenny had
to fully arch her back, almost to the point where she thought she would
snap in half. She could just feel her clit touch the vibrator when she
had to fall back in exhaustion.
Jenny screamed again with desperation, and with a yell, Lisa shoved the
full 12 inch plastic device up Jenny’s cunt. Jenny collapsed back on the
bed, her hips pounding up and down furiously. She came and came. Juice
poured out the sides of her pussy, drenching the sheets. Her cums
lasted for almost 15 minutes before her spasming vagina began to calm
down. She clutched at her breasts, her chest heaving and glistening
with sweat.
Lisa allowed Jenny no rest, however. She crawled up Jenny’s chest and
straddled her face. “Now, bitch, start sucking! And don’t stop till
I tell you to!” She moved forward, planting her cunt directly over
her professor’s opened mouth. Just as Jenny stuck out her tongue to
caress Lisa’s genitals, Lisa added, “And don’t spill a single drop!”
With that, she began to piss into Jenny’s mouth. Jenny started and
reflexively closed her lips. Hot yellow piss spilled all over her
face, and dripped down her neck onto the bed.
“You Bitch!” Lisa yelled. “Can’t you even listen! You’ll pay for this,
you slut!”
She leaned back and pulled the vibrator from Jenny’s red, raw pussy,
and tossed it off the bed. She grabbed a c-clamp from the pile of sex
toys on the nightstand and started screwing it onto Jenny’s right tit.
“No, please!” begged Jenny, “I’ll do as you say. I love drinking your
piss, it’s like champagne! Please don’t clamp my titties! No…NOO!
..AAAHHHH!” She screamed in terror as the metal clamp closed in on
her nipple. Lisa tightened it until the tip of her nipple was almost
totally flattened, then she started working on the other one.
Jenny’s screams became even too much for Lisa to handle after her
second nipple was firmly squished between the metal edges of the clamp.
She grabbed the ball-gag from table and shoved it into Jenny’s mouth.
Now her professor was totally bound and gagged. Lisa watched as her
naked sweaty body writhed in agony before her. Grabbing the leather
strap, she began whipping Jenny’s belly and thighs. Her supple body
twitched and shook with pain as the whip left its red marks all over
Jenny’s white, creamy flesh. Soon a criss-cross pattern of welts was
evident all over her skin.
When Lisa focused on Jenny’s tits, the c-clamps on her nipples were
pulled and tugged by the whip as it struck. To Jenny, it felt like her
breasts were being torn from her chest. She twisted her torso in a
vain attempt to avoid Lisa’s blows, but this only exposed more untouched
flesh on her sides and back for the sadistic blonde co-ed to punish.
Lisa then turned her attention to Jenny’s still oozing cunt.
She held Jenny’s pussy lips apart with her left hand, leaving her soft
inner tissues totally vulnerable. The whip in her right hand came
down hard on Jenny’s clit, and the bound slut went rigid with pain.
Lisa whipped her cunt again and again, until Jenny was beyond feeling.
She could hear Jenny’s muffled cries even through the ball gag, and
smiled to think of how she was similarly treated by her linguistics
professor just recently, and how she had loved it.
Soon, however, Lisa got bored of whipping Jenny’s soft pussy. She
went to the pile of leather toys and pulled out a horsewhip. Jenny’s
eyes widened with fear as Lisa approached the bed. She tried to shrink
away from the hard leather tip of the whip, which Lisa dangled before
her eyes. She dragged it slowly down Jenny’s soft body, circling each
tit before sliding past her crotch towards her feet.
Grabbing a bottle of oil from the table, Lisa covered Jenny’s feet with
the shiny lubricant. She then pulled Jenny’s left leg out straight, so it
was a few inches off the bed, and made her point her toes to the ceiling.
Holding onto Jenny’s big toe, Lisa began whipping the soles of Jenny’s feet.
At the touch of the first whip blow, Jenny jerked her foot up and away
from Lisa’s grasp. Lisa did not expect that kind of insolence, from her
slave,and slammed the whip down on Jenny’s thigh with full force.
“Damnit! Did I tell you that you could move your foot, you bitch?!”
Lisa whipped Jenny’s thighs again and again, leaving wide red welts all
over her skin. Some drops of blood oozed out along the deeper gashes.
Jenny screamed into her ball gag with terror. She had never felt such
pain.
“Now, will you behave, slut?!” Lisa demanded. Tearfully, Jenny nodded
yes, and held her leg out shakily. Lisa began to whip her soles again.
With each strike, Jenny flinched, but did not pull away. Soon Lisa was
able to whip her feet with brutal force and not have to hold onto her toes.
The oil on her soles seemed to make each blow sting even more.
Jenny eyed the key sitting on the nightstand. All she had to do was reach
over and let herself free and this terrible whipping would stop. But
that would also mean that she would never again know the softness of
Lisa’s thighs, and the taste of her slippery cunt.
Jenny looked up at her torturer. Even as Lisa was punishing her, Jenny
couldn’t help but lust after Lisa’s voluptuous and sensual body. She
was concentrating intently on striking every square inch of Jenny’s soles,
and her brow furrowed with concentration. The smell of Lisa’s sweaty
body filled Jenny’s nostrils, and made her want to submit to Lisa’s whims
even more. It was Lisa’s beauty and vivid sexuality then held Jenny
bound to the bed more firmly than any ropes or chains ever could.
Tears rolled down Jenny’s white cheeks as Lisa savaged her feet. Each
whip blow tore her soles, and sent daggers of pain up her legs. Blood
covered the bottoms of her feet, but this only spurred Lisa on more.
She whipped Jenny’s feet harder and harder, sweat shining on her bouncing
tits. Incredibly, Lisa could see Jenny’s clit still pointing erect out
of her pussy lips the entire time. Jenny’s whipping was turning her on,
just as Lisa’s had made her own pussy ooze creamy juice.
Finally, Lisa pulled the gag from Jenny’s mouth. The exhausted teacher
gasped for breath, no longer able to scream. “Now, my little Jennifer
cunt, thank me for your punshment. Thank me and offer to lick my whip
clean, or I’ll start doing things to you that you don’t even want to
start thinking about!”
“Th-thank you, mistress. I love when you whip me like that. Will…will
you do it some more? Please?” Jenny was babbling incoherently.
“No, I don’t think so” said Lisa, “I’m getting tired. Maybe I’ll whip
you some more tomorrow.”
“Thank you, mistress, I’d like that. Now, please let me lick your whip
clean!” Jenny stuck out her tongue, and lapped the tip of the leather
crop clean of her blood and sweat.
Lisa then crawled back up Jenny’s chest. She unclamped her nipples and
sucked them to bring blood flowing through them again. Jenny still moaned
with agony, her body covered in sweat. Lisa grabbed Jenny’s hair and said,
“OK, slut! Let’s hope you’ve learned your lesson, and we’ll try it again.”
Lisa squatted over Jenny’s face, and again let loose a stream of piss.
This time Jenny eagerly opened her mouth and carefully swallowed every
hot, bitter drop. Lisa purposely held back to make this last a long
time. Jenny licked her cunt clean after every spurt, and then Lisa
would piss some more. Jenny held the liquid in her mouth, tasting her
captivity, until Lisa told her she could swallow it. Finally Lisa had
no more left to piss, and Jenny gently suckled at her pussy. Lisa
massaged her tits and sighed with pleasure as she rode Jenny’s tender
tongue to an orgasm.
Lisa collapsed onto Jenny’s body, their soft tits mashing against
each other. She grabbed Jenny’s face and kissed her roughly, thrusting
her tongue deep into Jenny’s mouth. Jenny eagerly returned the kiss,
nipping and sucking at Lisa’s probing tongue. Lisa could taste the
pussy juice and piss on Jenny’s breath. Jenny began pumping her
hips up and down, grinding against Lisa’s pussy.
Lisa pulled back, a string of saliva dripping from the corner of her
mouth onto Jenny’s tits. Giggling, she reached over for the phone
by the bed. She ordered room service to send up a turkey sandwich and
a beer. Jenny looked at her puzzled, but the door buzzed before she
could find out what Lisa was up to.
Still naked, Lisa opened the door and let the waiter in. This lucky
guy stared at the lush figure of the girl by the door, and the spread
opened pussy of the one bound to the bed. The smell of two hot pussies
permeated the room. Lisa closed the door behind him, and pulled him
towards the bed.
With a practiced hand, she unclasped his belt and zipper, and pulled
his pants down to his knees. She grabbed his hard cock and led him
towards Jenny’s cunt.
“C’mon honey, fuck this bitch for me! You can do it, just look how
wet she is. She wants it bad!”
The waiter needed no further prodding, and thrust his cock inside Jenny’s
wet pussy. He slammed violently into her and she grunted with pleasure
with each thrust. Lisa reached between them and fondled Jenny’s clit in
between fuck-thrusts. Soon the waiter neared his cum, and pounded even
harder into Jenny’s body. He grabbed Jenny’s tits as he came, twisting
them violently. Jenny cried out with renewed pain as she felt his cum
drenching her insides as he savaged her nipples.
Before he could collapse onto Jenny’s generous cleavage, Lisa grabbed
his ass and pulled him off the bed, and neatly propelled him towards the
door, his pants still down around his ankles. She caught a glimpse of
a well-dressed couple walking down the hall, who recoiled with shock
at the sight of the half-naked waiter, his erect cock still dripping
with cum and pussy juice. She slammed the door behind him and giggled
as she could hear the couple yell for the manager.
Lisa laughed and started to munch on the sandwich. She ate about half,
then climbed back onto Jenny. She took a few pieces of the turkey, and
shoved them up her cunt. “Lunchtime!” she giggled, shoving her crotch
into Jenny’s face. Jenny obediently ate the cunt-flavored meat, sucking
every piece from Lisa’s hot slit, and licking clean every drop of russian
dressing.
The blonde girl next crawled a few inches further up the bed, so that her
little pink asshole was directly over Jenny’s mouth. Jenny could smell
the shit inside Lisa, mixed with the odor of her steamy pussy. This was
truly the heart of Lisa’s sexuality - the most animal fragrance her body
could produce.
Lisa grabbed hold of Jenny’s still sore nipples and twisted then cruelly.
“OK, bitch! Let’s see if you can suck asshole as well as you lick pussy.
Start sucking, or I just might let loose, and really fill your mouth! I
want you to lick me spanking clean.” To show Jenny that she meant business,
she relaxed her anus a litte, letting the tip of a small brown turd poke
out before she tensed up and pulled it back in. Jenny turned her head
away in revulsion, but Lisa gave her tits another brutal twist for good
measure, forcing Jenny to turn her mouth back to Lisa’s underside and
slowly stick out her pink tongue. Lisa could now feel the dark-haired
professor’s lips and tongue begin to probe and lick at her bunghole.
Jenny was afraid that her nipples would be permanantly scarred by Lisa’s
viscious grip - her fingernails were firmly planted into Jenny’s tits.
Jenny lapped and sucked for all she was worth, licking every speck of
sweat, shit and pussy juice from Lisa’s entire anus. When Lisa gave a
further nipple twist, Jenny even pointed her tongue, and shoved it
directly up Lisa’s shit-chute, cleaning her outer rectum out like an
enema. Finally she could lick no more, and let her head fall back to the
bed, her mouth smelling like a sewer.
“Here,” said Lisa, “I’ll give you some mouthwash for your breath.”
Lisa grabbed the beer and twisted off the cap. She lay back on Jenny’s
body, stuck the neck of the bottle up her cunt and began pouring the
fizzy liquid into her pussy. She tilted her hips back so that almost
half the bottle filled her up. She then leaned forward, causing the
liquid to begin to drip onto Jenny’s face. As Lisa sat further up, more
and more of the beer poured out, like a faucet of warm, bubbly fluid.
Jenny lapped and sucked until Lisa’s cunt was empty. A light buzz now
filled Jenny’s head. Before she knew it, the effects of the alcohol and
her sexual exhaustion took over, and she fell back on the bed asleep.
When she awoke it was dark outside and Lisa was gone. She unchained
herself and found a note by the door that simply read: Wednesday, 4pm.
What would be next? Jenny wondered.
Jenny’s Story - Part Two: The Wait - By Marlboro Man
Jenny could hardly wait until Wednesday.
Why was Lisa making her wait so long for their next meeting?
Her whip-induced cuts and bruises had pretty much healed up, and
her horniness had returned with a vengeance. Now that Jenny had
had a taste of what co-ed cunt was like, she only wanted more.
The tang of Lisa’s juices lingered on her lips.
Even the high schoolers she had seduced at her last job at St. Hilda’s
School for Girls could not compare to the sheer sexual intensity that
Lisa represented. She was truly a hybrid, the best of both worlds - both
young enough so that her body was tight, smooth and delectable, and old
enough to know how to make beautiful love.
Jenny now eyed every college bitch that walked by her door with lust.
The firm tits and wiggling asses parading before her only reminded her
of Lisa’s wonderful feel. The girls in her classes could feel the
change in Jenny’s manner. Who was once a cold and standoffish bitch
was now a warm and open seductress. In hopes of finding other sources
of cunt-juice, Jenny had begun flirting with her other students, asking
them to stay late to study, or to share a glass of sherry.
One chick in particular had set Jenny’s juices really flowing. She was
a sophomore named Julie-Anne. This girl had rich red hair, with streaks
of brown highlights. She wasn’t too tall, but her body was firm, shapely
and compact. Julie-Anne warmed right up to the new, friendlier Jenny, and
the two women could sense the sexual tension building between them. Jenny
had set a date to meet her after school to review some notes, and was
looking forward to peeling off the tight sweater and high boots that
Julie-Anne always wore.
But just as she was getting ready to meet Julie-Anne, a note from Lisa
was slipped under her office door. It read simply that Jenny was not to
have anything to do with other girls without Lisa’s permission, and
furthermore, Jenny had to give Lisa a written listing of every time
she masturbated, detailing what she used to make herself cum, what she
was thinking about, and how long it took.
Failure to do so, of course, meant that Lisa would no longer make herself
available for Jenny’s pleasure.
Reluctantly, Jenny told Julie-Anne that she was busy, and couldn’t meet
with her that night. She watched as Julie-Anne slowly walked away, her
hips swaying back and forth, and her tits bulging within her sweater.
She could feel the wetness build between her legs, and retreated to her
desk to frig her own pussy. This, Jenny realized would have to be entered
into her jerk-off listing.
When she got home later on, Jenny found an envelope taped to the door.
It said “To Jenny, A taste of what you missed!” in Lisa’s handwriting.
Inside was a lock of red-brown pussy-hair, smeared with cuntal lubrication.
Jenny put the tuft of pubic hair to her tongue, and knew that this sample
of cream was not Lisa’s since it lacked the blond girl’s special taste.
Lisa had obviously gotten to Julie-Anne first, and had already enjoyed her
favors. The thought of Lisa sucking off Julie-Anne’s cunt drove Jenny
crazy with sexual desperation.
In her frustration, Jenny found herself masturbating almost constantly
when she wasn’t in class. A pocket-sized vibrator that she had picked
up at the drugstore as a “scalp-massager” kept her pussy happy, and her
mind sane while she waited the two days before Lisa would allow Jenny
to lap up her tasty cunt juice.
Her masturbation log was growing. Lisa would be proud of her detailed
listings. After each entry, Jenny would smear a blob of her cunt-cream
as “proof” that she had successfully jerked off.
7:30 am In bed. Fingers up cunt-hole. Waking masturbation fantasy of Lisa
licking my pussy-lips. 2 minutes.
7:50 am While taking shower. Water stream directed onto clit. Thought
about when I used to lick my sister’s cunt while showering with
her when we were teenagers. Felt sooo good! 1 minute.
8:40 am In car driving to school. Fingers on clit. Jerked off at long
traffic light thinking about Julie-Anne’s face between my legs.
Did kids in school bus next to my car see me? 2 minutes.
9:15 am In my office. Used vibrator I keep in my desk, shoved up my cunt.
Fantasized about the two girls I used to sleep with at my old job
at the Girls’ School. 3 minutes.
10:05 am During class! Fingered pussy while giving test to freshman class.
Watched little brunette slut in front row wearing short skirt, and
imagined sucking at her budding breasts. Think guy next to her saw
my hand up my skirt. Don’t care. 2 minutes.
11:30 am In ladies room. Two fingers up cunt. Thought about Julie-Anne’s
tongue licking at Lisa’s hot ass. 1 minute.
11:33 am In ladies room. Three fingers up cunt. Lisa’s whipping my
breasts. 1 1/2 minute.
1:05 pm Lunchtime. Humped peeled carrot stick from salad bar in hallway
outside cafeteria. 2 minutes.
2:15 pm At my desk. Stan Kiley offered to suck my clit. Not sure if
your instructions applied to him, so I only let him finger fuck
my pussy. Sucked his hand clean. 1 minute.
A dutiful soul, Jenny had kept her bargain with Prof. Kiley, and had
told him all the details of her sex session with Lisa. Mysteriously,
he seemed to know of every detail, even before she told him anything.
It was almost as if he had been watching the entire time that Lisa
had pleasured and tormented her. But that was impossible, Jenny told
herself. She could never bear the humiliation of having someone else
observe her being so sexually ravaged.
Getting through her teaching schedule, so full of bouncy co-eds was
murder for Jenny. Her poetry class was the worst, since Lisa was in
it, and sat right in the front row of the lecture hall. Jenny had
to hold the podium with both hands when she saw Lisa walk in and sit
down not four feet from her. With a smile, Lisa put her bag down and
slowly spread her legs. Underneath her miniskirt, Jenny could see that
the co-ed slut had not worn any panties, and that her cunt lips were
clearly visible between her spread opened thighs.
As the class went on, Jenny could see Lisa rocking her hips back and
forth, making her pussy opening squish open and close, and encouraging
dripping cream to appear at her hole. Lisa ran her tongue over her
lips, letting some spit dribble onto her notes. Jenny tried to look
over her at the rest of the class, but her gaze kept returning to Lisa’s
hairy snatch.
Lisa’s left hand snaked its way up her thighs, and lightly brushed against
her swollen lips. Making sure to hide her movements with her notebook,
the little slut began fingering her clit. The scent of Lisa’s excitement
wafted forward to Jenny. She could see that even a few of the guys nearby
had perked up their noses, and were looking around trying to locate the
source of the steamy hot cunt they were smelling.
Jenny tried to look across to the other side of the room, but her gaze
ran right into Julie-Anne, sitting by the window. The lush redhead
stared back at Jenny’s discomfort as if she knew what was running through
her mind. She had left her usual knit sweater at home today, and was
instead wearing a low-cut blouse that made no secret of her ample cleavage.
She shifted in her seat and sucked on the tip of her pencil, giving
Jenny a quick glimpse of her pink tongue.
Jenny’s pussy was screaming for relief. She could feel her secretions
starting to ooze out of her panties and drip down her thighs. Soon they
would be running down her legs below her skirt where everyone would be
able to see the creamy juices of her cunt. Her clit throbbed.
Making a lame excuse of having forgotten a book in her office, Jenny told
the class to read ahead in their texts, and that she would be right back.
Rushing past Lisa’s still exposed cunny, Jenny hurried into the hallway
and darted into a stairwell. Out of breath, she thrust an arm under the
waist band of her skirt and started fingering her pussy. She was so horny
that she was able to cum almost immediately, gasping for breath as she
steadied herself against the wall. Her fingers were sopping wet with
cunt cream, and she had nothing to wipe them off on.
A janitor suddenly came through the door with a mop bucket, and Jenny
jumped back startled. She quickly pulled her arm from under her skirt
and smoothed back her hair, trying to maintain at least some dignity,
but it was obvious to both people that she had been caught jerking herself
off in a public corridor. The janitor leered at her as she walked past
him out of the stairwell, her heart pounding in her chest, and her face
reddened with shame.
She licked her hand clean and went back into the classroom. Lisa smiled
up at her knowingly. Jenny went to her logbook, and recorded the event.
She looked up and saw that, mercifully, Lisa had closed her thighs, and
was just sitting attentively. She sat quietly and even took notes. When
the class was over and the students were all filing out, she dropped an
envelope on Jenny’s desk, gave her a smile and bounced out, chasing after
Julie-Anne. She would probably be sucking at the red-haired girls’ tits
before 10 minutes were up, thought Jenny glumly.
Jenny picked up the envelope, which had a faint scent of sex, and tucked
it into her bag. Back in her office, she opened it and saw that it
contained Lisa’s instructions for Jenny for Wednesday. Jenny was to wear
a tight tube-dress with no bra or panties, just like the porno-actresses
did in X-rated movies, so that all Jenny would have to do would be to
slip the dress over her head, and she would be totally naked. She was
to shave her pussy, carefully douche herself, and give herself a strong
enema to clean out her body completely.
Before Lisa would arrive, Jenny was to hang out in the hotel bar and pick
up businessmen, inviting them up to the room to give them blowjobs. She
was not to swallow their cum, but to spit it into one of the water glasses
in the bathroom. She would have to fill the glass with cum, or else face
Lisa’s punishment of choice. While giving the blowjobs, she would have to
be naked, and would have to blow the men in front of a camcorder hidden in
the closet.
When she had finished collecting gism, Jenny was to chain herself to the
bed, and blindfold and gag herself. Until Lisa showed up, she was to
masturbate with a vibrating dildo in view of the hidden camcorder, only
she was not to climax. If Lisa saw Jenny cumming on the tape, she would
not only close her cunt to Jenny’s tongue, but would pass the word among
all the lesbian sluts in school that Jenny was also off-limits.
Fearful of making Lisa angry, Jenny followed her instructions to the
letter. She wore the skimpy tube top she had been ordered to, along with
the sluttiest accessories she could find. With her loud makeup and fuck-me
shoes, she looked even more whorish than the sluts in adult films. The
dress was little more than a knit tube of cloth with thin shoulder straps
to keep it up. The tight fabric clung to her chest and hips like a body
stocking, and there was no secret about the curvy body within. Her erect
nipples showed through clearly, and when she walked the dress clung like
a glove to her ass cheeks.
Jenny felt like the filthiest street hooker when she walked in the bar on
Wednesday. She could feel the eyes of the men in the place turn towards her
in unison as she approached the bar and ordered a white wine. The hemline
of the tube came only down to the middle of her hips, and since she wore no
panties, when she sat on the bar stool, every guy in the place could see her
crotch and ass as the dress hiked up. She swiveled around to look at the
room, opening her thighs slightly as she perched on the stool, knowing that
she was exposing her swollen, shaved cunt to the world.
Cool air blew over her pussy lips, and her little clit budded right up and
stuck out like a pencil eraser. A little puddle of juice began collecting
at the base of her pussy as she felt herself getting excited by her squalid
position, and soon the seat of the stool was greasy with her cream. Jenny
squirmed her ass back and forth, spreading her ass cheeks even more on the
smooth warm vinyl surface.
A guy from the end of the bar got up and started to walk towards her…