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A Lesson in Babysitting (Tyr & Katy108)

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The young woman didn’t resist, as he used her mouth to pleasure his cock, she did the exact opposite and readily made herself available for his use and enjoyment. Jake kept it up till he was good and hard, pleased at the way she held on to him, making sure her mouth was always open and accessible. Even when he slowed she eagerly sucked on his member, giving his entire length attention. Finally though he extracted himself from her hot sucking mouth, and lets his turgid member hang before her, as he yanks her up by her hair till she’s standing. Giving her no more warning or explanation than he had when he yanked her to her feet by her hair, he uses his strength to spin her around and shove her against the shower stall wall, pressing her sexy firm tits into the wall. One of forearms he leaves across the back of her neck as he kicks her legs apart while commands her.

That’s right spread them, yeah nice and wide. Arch that back and stick that cunt and ass out, like a dirty little slut.

Jake reaches down and is already wiping his cock through her womanhood, teasing her little pink entrance with the bloated head of his cock. But before he slams it home, his uses his sizable appendage to slap her sex, again and again his large piece of ridged fuckmeat slaps and hits her pussy.

You see a filthy little slut wants to fucked, needs to be fucked, and has a hard time saying no when the chance for a good fucking comes up. I bet that tight little cunt of yours is drooling, thinking about getting stuffed full of nice hard cock.

Before she could even answer denying or confirming his statement, his hips quickly push forward, driving his cock into her, spearing her with his hardness, for of course her opinion to the matter was unimportant as her body would truly give the answer he needed.
 
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When Jake finally withdrew his thick hard dick from her mouth, Jenna was breathing a little heavily, but she continued to look up at him as he twisted her head just a little to one side and there was the hint of a smile playing around her mouth. She couldn't help but squeal, more out of surprise than any sense of pain however when he suddenly pulled her up using the makeshift pony-tail. He moved her quickly; pulling her up, and turning her, for a moment giving her the sense that she was falling. She threw out a hand instinctively to try and find something to steady herself, but before her hand found anything, her body bumped into the wet shower wall. She groaned and turned her head to the side to look behind her as she felt his forearm stretching across her shoulders and pressing her into the wall. She brought both hands up, palms flat agains the wall at her shoulder height.

She did what he asked... instructed... anticipating what she was sure was about to happen. As Jake kicked at her heels, she moved her feet wider and her back arched away from where Jake stood behind her. She wanted him and she was making no effort to hide it. She whimpered when she felt his cock at her pussy and then again as he slapped her. As he spoke she couldn't help thinking that he was almost reading her mind. She opened her mouth to gasp a response but her first word came out as a loud groan as suddenly her cunt was filled. She squeezed herself tight around him as she pushed her ass back and higher. She let her head fall against the wall and closed her eyes.

"Ohhhh FUCK.....mmmmmm"
 
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Jake quickly set to a rapid and powerful pace as he fucked her. He wasn’t making love to her, or slowly building up, this was nothing more than a lust filled assault on her body. The strong deep thrusts came one after another as he plunged his thick throbbing member as far as it would go into her young body. Keeping her pressed against the hard surface of the shower, as their bodies came together with that distinctive wet slapping sound. Though this wasn’t just Jake, as he felt her ass push back against him, working in rhythm, making this a mutual dance of sexual frenzy.

Normally Jake would have said something or made some comment, but this wasn’t about talking or saying anything, this was simply about fucking. So he grunted and groaned as he put all of his effort into fucking her. The more she complied and submitted to his will, the more Jake was finding himself desiring Jenna. They seemed to be feeding on each other, and that led to only one real solution for satisfaction, that was a good hard fuck. So his balls swayed between his splayed legs as he fucked up and into her proffered pussy, each thrust only stroking the fire of his need for her. Jake’s well toned body moved in a skilled and experienced choreography of thrusts and lunges, as he took his pleasure from her body, and maybe gave her just what she needed.

If it hadn’t been for their prior efforts and fun, this would have been quickly over with. The tightness that gripped and squeezed his manhood, as he plunges it into her, brought deep groans to his lips. Her body was being used to satiate his desires and sexual hunger. Though the act was so carnal, it was more truthful and real than any experience he ever had with his ex wife, as his manhood feasted on the joys and pleasures of her womanhood.
 
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Jenna could barely move. She was pinned firmly to the wall of the shower, feeling Jake's weight heavy enough on her back that she could do little more than push her rear back to meet each of his thrusts. Her hands slipped over the wet marble tiles but there was no danger of her falling. She grunted - albeit at a slightly higher pitch - almost at exactly the same time as Jake and between them their 'voices' almost drowned out the noise of the shower each time Jake slammed his cock home.

At that moment, with eyes shut, she couldn't quite remember precisely how many times Jake had fucked her but each time, somehow, something about it still made it feel like the first time. What was the same was how good it felt, how good he felt inside her, how good his domination over, and his control of, her felt. Here she was, a strong, independent, intelligent woman who had a reasonably clear idea of what she wanted in life and who had the tools to get there on her own. But at the same time, she had willingly given herself again and again to this man; a man who wanted her to be subservient to him in all things. But that was what made it so perfect, even if she hadn't realized it at the start. They were a good fit - physically and psychologically. His body seemed to 'fit' hers and hers his; his cock perfectly tight inside her particularly as she squeezed herself around him. And her mind also perfectly 'fitted' his; her desire... need... craving to be submissive... to serve... against his desire to take what he wanted... and to take it from her.

Her groans became louder... higher.. shifting to a higher pitch... as her climax approached. She pushed her ass back harder to meet his equally more violent lunges. And then suddenly her entire body spasmed and she screamed.
 
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Each time he fucked her, the more he wanted to fuck her. They were learning the small things, those small things that added to lust they obviously had for each other. A touch here, a grab there, it all added to the heat that burned between them. Jake’s body was finding, the spots that she enjoyed the most, the angle that gave her the most pleasure as his knees bent and he once again put his cock deep and hard into her tight pussy. The energy of this sexual dance only intensified the more they did it, and the more they discovered of the others preferences. So as much as Jake was using and taking his sexual gratification from the young student, he was giving it to her at the same time. The grip of his hand to the feel of his breath across her neck mixed with the grunts, groans, and smacking sounds as their bodies collided.

Oh fuck, that’s feels great!

Her lesson in feeding would begin tomorrow, for now the only thing he wanted to feed was his hard length to her little eager pussy, where he planned to give her a nice big cum injection. Her father should be jealous, because she was a good fuck, and getting better. So Jake’s groans and grunts began to rise in tone and volume in step with hers as they both edge ever closer to the sexual relief they both sought. The motions seemed violent almost brutal, as they both worked with fervor to reach that plateau. Hers was first with a scream, which merge with his own howl as his cock began to pump his seed deep into her pussy. Again and again he slammed it home as it filled her, blasting his sticky hot viscous cum into her tight little eager hole. His fingers clenched as he held her, pushing his cock all the way in, as the last of his load was deposited deep into her body. The shower reverberated with sound of their sexual ecstasy, and then with their deep breathing. Jake didn’t let her go at first, and kept his cock buried in her and her body pressed the wall of the shower with his own. He leans in an softly whispers in her ear.

Now that's how a slut should cum, and you like cumming like a slut, don't you?
 
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With the final throws of his orgasm... the final two... three deep hard thrusts, Jenna felt herself almost lifted off of her feet but her legs had already turned to soft rubber and she was sure that had Jake not had hold of her so firmly, she would have fallen in a heap at his feet. His climax was accompanied by an almost gutteral groan which more than matched the rough way he had fucked her. Even in the bathroom... even downstairs... he hadn't fucked her that hard but Jenna wouldn't exchange a second of their time in the shower for anything. She was in no doubt that it had been the best fuck of her life.

Her body was still trembling and she was still panting hard when Jake leaned in a spoke in her ear. Eyes still shut, she couldn't help but smile a little as she turned her head slowly and opened her eyes. She looked at him intently, and she started to squeeze herself around. As he allowed her just a little more room and as his cock slipped slowly from inside her, she groaned and closed her eyes again, only opening them when she had turned around completely and was facing him. His hands now were on the shower wall and whilst she wasn't being pressed has firmly as a few moments before, he had remained wonderfully close to her. She looked up at him, reaching and placing her right hand on his left shoulder and running her left hand through his hair and down to the back of his neck. Feeling a little more stability return to her legs, she pushed herself up on tiptoe.

"I... *love*.... cumming just a slut should... I love cumming for you." Her smile grew a little wider as she reached up as tall as she could and kissed him softly on the mouth as her hands moved softly around his neck and shoulder. "I want you to take from me all the things you couldn't from your ex-wife... teach me to be the slut you always wanted." She whispered, just loud enough to be heard over the falling water, and then she kissed him again... and again.
 
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It had been a great fuck, one of those that left you tingling, and when you were done you just wanted to lie down and sleep. The whole day and evening had proceeded so well, Jake couldn’t think of a thing he would have changed. Jernna was young, but far old enough to understand and appreciate what he was asking and demanding of her, and her eager willingness had truly brought energy to what had been of late a rather dull and drab life. She really was the kind of woman he had always wanted, even when he was deceiving himself during his marriage.

So he held her enjoying not only her body, but also her company, and the gift she was so willingly giving. That desire of hers to please was infectious and heartfelt; that it only added to the affection he was feeling towards her. Of course such emotion or fondness didn’t change what he wanted from her or how he was going to get it, and yet he was pretty sure that she wouldn’t had it any other way. So he listened smiling as she confesses her love of cumming as a slut and as a slut for him. What he appreciated was not only her acceptance of their relationship, but passion she took and receivds in fulfilling his fantasies. He wasn’t going to let this slut get away if he could, and if anything he was going to push the boundaries of it for maximum effect.

I’m glad my slut enjoyed cumming for me. I believe you can trust that a very thorough and complete education is forth cumming. I think tomorrow we’ll make it clear to those that get to know you, who you really belong to.

Jake chuckled as he held her, not elucidating on what he meant by his last statement. Smiling, his cock slides from her body, where it hangs between them as he kisses her.

I think you have one last thing to clean, before were done, and head to bed.

There was no rush, no hurried motion, as Jake was taking a leisurely moment to enjoy his newest find. Even the sucking of his cock now wasn’t as much for sexual pleasure, then as moment of bonding. He would just close his eyes and enjoy the warm shower, and warm lips of his slut. When she was done, he would guide her from the shower, so they could enjoy another moment drying each other off.
 
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For a fleeting moment, Jenna couldn’t hide a slight look of puzzlement at the suggestion that they were going to ‘make it clear to those that get to know you’ who she belonged to. That she liked the sound of her belonging to him wasn’t in question; it was the idea of those who got to know her. She saw the smile on Jake’s face though and she knew he was enjoying the fact that he was being somewhat cryptic; he was clearly enjoying the fact that she didn’t fully understand. Jenna knew better than to ask though and in some ways, that lack of knowledge made the prospect of tomorrow all the more exciting.

When he then indicated that she had one remaining task before bed, she didn’t need asking twice and on that she didn’t need any further explanation to know exactly what Jake was talking about. She smiled and nodded and then moved down onto her knees and once again, she took her time in performing what was becoming a well practiced endeavour.

It was Jake who determined ultimately when she was finished; reaching down and with a hand gently around her upper arm, he brought her back to her feet. She switched off the shower, opened the door and let Jenna step out first before following her. He opened a floor to ceiling closet and pulled out two large soft white towels, handing one to Jenna and keeping hold of one for himself. For the next 10 minutes, they each took their time drying each other off. Jake then led her through to his bedroom and the pair of them climbed into the very large bed.

When Jenna woke the following morning, she didn’t really have any idea what time it was. She was lying on her side, facing the widow, and saw that the sun was up but that was about all she knew. After realizing that the next thing she became aware of was Jake’s arm lying loosely across her. She couldn’t help but smile as the memories of the day before came back to her. She turned her head slowly and tried to look behind her. She couldn’t see too much but the fact that Jake hadn’t moved suggested that he wasn’t awake. Carefully she eased herself from under his arm and slipped out of bed. She considered waking him, but then decided that she would at least go down and put on some fresh coffee, see if she could work out what Jake liked for breakfast and put something together. Quietly, she opened the closet Jake had had her put her clothes in yesterday morning and she pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of panties. Calling into the bathroom on her way downstairs, she had a quick wash and brushed her teeth and then found her way to the kitchen. Fifteen minutes later, fresh coffee was dripping into the carafe, warm toast was cooling in a rack and she was cooking scrambled eggs, hoping that this was something Jake would like.
 
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Jake slept naked next to his newest possession, for he now considered her to be his property. The day had been fun, and the vigorous sex, now brought on a deep and restful sleep, as Jake found himself very pleased with this new situation. At first entwined with the young thing, his sleep continued as he slipped from the large cushy bed. Rolling over Jake discovered that his bed was empty and his slut was gone, for the briefest of moment he thought she might have fled in the night, but the sounds and smells told him differently. As much as he could lounge in bed and further test his sexual stamina, he had other plans for today, and there would still be time to enjoy his hot little slut. A quick trip through the bathroom to wash and brush before he headed to see what she was up to. The only thing he put on was his boxer shorts, as he headed downstairs to the kitchen and breakfast nook just off of it. The closer he got, the more the fresh aroma of breakfast filled his nose. Reaching the bottom of the steps, he made his way to the kitchen, seeing his good friend’s daughter in nothing but a t-shirt while she stood there cooking what smelled like a scrumptious breakfast.

Good morning sexy!

Jake said as he stepped into the kitchen and slid in behind her, his arms slipping around her as his head came along side her, his body slowly pressing against her. The tone was again affectionate and nice as he hugged her. His eyes coming down on and looking on what she was cooking.

Looks good, I’m starving, plus I think I’m going to have to increase my caloric intake with you around. A man’s got to keep his strength up, especially if he plans to keep up with you.

The strong arms wrapping around her don’t stay still and move about as his hands greedily coarse over her body, taking the opportunity to feel what is barely covered by the t-shirt. Now that he was so close he could smell her freshness, as he leaned into her hair, gently giving her neck a kiss as he talked, nibbling briefly at her ear as his hot breath caressed her.

I think we should both eat, before we head out for today’s adventure. It’s always good to start one’s day with a hearty meal.

Jake didn’t reiterate that he planned to stick to his prior days comment and allow her a very limited diet.
 
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Jenna smiled at the sound of Jake's voice and as he moved in behind her and wrapped her arms around her body, she giggled a little.

"Good morning." She leaned back a little into Jake's hug, relishing the feel of him encompassing her.

"I was going to bring it up to you, but as you're here... I wasn't sure what you liked so I kept it fairly simple." She pushed the pan off of the heat and then turned around within Jake's embrace. She wrapped her own arms loosely around his waist and smiled up at him.

"It's just eggs and toast, but I can cook more if you'd like?" Jake let her go and moved to sit at the table whilst Jenna spooned the eggs onto two plates. She placed two slices of buttered toast on the plate also and then carried them both across to the table. Before sitting down, she poured out two large mugs of hot coffee and placed them on the table next to the plates. At the reference to 'today's adventure' Jenna's interest was piqued but she suspected that any direct question would not give her any answer to what the adventure might be. She bit into her toast and decided just to be patient.
 
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No, that will be fine. My tastes in food are far less complicated than my taste in women.

Finally withdrawing his hands from her nubile young body, James took a seat at the small table that was adjacent to the kitchen, specially there for casually or small meals. He sat there not saying a thing as she served the two plates to the table, and returned with the two large mugs of coffee, taking the seat next to him. It wasn’t till she reached out and took a bite of toast that he reacted, his hand reaching out and grabbing her about the wrist, his fingers quickly digging in as he pulled her and the toast back from her mouth.

You obviously forgot what I told you yesterday. I didn’t tell you, you could eat that did I.

Even before she can answer, he answers his own questions.

No I didn’t, did I?

His two feet scoot back the seat, pushing it away from the table and the hand that had her wrist, pulls her forward. Both of his hand quickly working to grab her, and pull her towards him. The tone showed his displeasure, and the way he grabbed her was totally about control, and nothing about affection or an attempt to grope her. Using his superior strength he attempts to pull her forward, and force her over his knee.

I expect when I give you any instruction you will follow it. And let me make sure you understand, I’m not asking, I’m telling you. And when you don’t you will be punished, do I make myself clear slut?

If she didn’t fight, his hand would soon be landing with a loud slap on her panty covered ass.
 
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Jenna saw his hand reaching out towards her but after that everything became somewhat of a blur. Everything happened so quickly that her mind couldn't process one thing before she became cognisant of something else... some other sensation. She felt the grip around her wrist, felt it tight. She opened her mouth to say something but what came out was a short squeal as she felt herself going backwards and forwards at the same time. Perhaps it was that which really hadded to the confusion in her brain. She was certainly conscious of the chair moving backwards, the solid wooden legs scrapping on the wooden floor, but at the same time she felt herself pitching forward. She tried to reach out her hands to stop herself falling but she didn't appear to have any freedom of movement there either. Her hands were being pulled one way then another... released and then held again... Her brain was already preparing for a landing on the floor, but it never came. Something got in the way. And then she wasn't falling any more. And then... only then did her brain manage to unscramble everything and fit it into a logical sequence. She knew where she was. She knew how she had gotten there. And she knew why. Instinctively she moved to get up only to find herself still held firmly. Her right arm was pinned against her own bdy by Jake's, squeezed between her ribcage and his stomach. Her left arm was twisted behind her back and held in place by Jake's grip. She moved. The grip on her tightened a little more. Again instinct took over and she squirmed a little more against the restraint. The result was the same. And then the slight sense of panic set in as realization dawned.

"Jake... please... I'm... I'm sorry... please let me go... I forgot... I'm sorry..."
 
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Her pleading were irrelevant for if she forgot or had done it on purpose, her action was the same, she had failed to comply with his instructions, and that simply deserve punishment. The grip he kept on her was sufficient to control her, as he intended no permanent harm, yet if she was discomforted by it, than that was just an added benefit. Even though this was the first time, she was over his knee; he knew it wouldn’t be the last, especially with such a nice view. The t-shirt she wore was riding high, and the panties she had on clung nicely to the curves of her ass, a very pleasant sight to start the day out.

Sorry isn’t good enough; either didn’t feel what I said was important enough to listen too, or that you had the free will to pick and choose what you wanted to do. Either way your disrespect deserves punishment.

The other hand came down on her ass, part of his hand connecting with her panties the rest on the exposed flesh. One quick strike followed the next as he began her punishment, the process meant to build as he continued her education of what he expected from her.

If you are going to be MY slut, I expect a compliant submissive little slut that knows her place, because a defiant one is going to get her ass whooped.

Not satisfied as her panties where interfering with his punishment of her, he yanks them down to expose her vulnerable flesh to his large rough hand. As soon as the panties are part way down, his hand rises again to fall on her ass with a resounding smacking sound of flesh colliding.
 
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She didn't have to wait long before the expected blow landed on her rear. Jenna cried out as the thin cotton panties did little to protect her. All they really did was diminish the sharpness of the crack of skin slapping skin. She closed her eyes tight, felling angry and humiliated and embarrassed. She could barely remember the last time she was spanked; certainly she had been a little girl but even then she was sure she hadn't been put over her father's knee. She cried out again as the second and third blow began to warm her ass.

"Ohhhh please Jake... Please stop...that's not what it was..I...I know what you say is important....oooOOWWW.... I ...it's not about thinking I have free choice...I just forgot... I didn't mean... OOOWWWW"

And then her humiliation was made all the worse as she felt her panties being pulled down sharply, down her thighs, leaving her ass exposed. The next slap was sharp, stinging her flesh, causing the heat to build suddenly.

"Please Jake... I'm sorry...I'll be good... I... I promise.. A good little slut for you."
 
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Oh really!

His hand lands on the firm flesh of her ass, the spot reddening where his hand landed. The slapping of her ass continued as he confronted her.

A good little slut I don’t think so!

SMACK

A good little slut would have woken me up with her lips around my cock.

SMACK

A good little slut would have crawled under the table and sucked my cock before even thinking of eating.

SMACK

A good little slut wouldn’t even think of wearing panties.

SMACK

And most of all a good little slut would have done exactly what I told her to.

SMACK

No I think your just some little girl who thought it might be cute to play the part for a few moments, and then be a good little girlfriend or want-a-be wife.

Jake knew he was pushing her, and it was on purpose. It was important that this not be some momentary thing, and that she would totally and completely accept it, otherwise at some point it would fall apart when she tired or wanted it to change. It was important he drive the point home now, so there would be no doubts. If she was as she professed his slut, than she would need to truly and completely be that slut. No doubts, no second thoughts, nothing but taking pleasure in doing as she was told and pleasing him.

SMACK

Is that it, do you want be a good little girlfriend or wife?
 
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Jenna squealed and squirmed although she knew that she was never going to break away from the grip that Jake had of her. Despite her efforts, her body hardly moved at all and one smack fell across her exposed ass with the regularity of a pendulum on a clock. It was as if Jake was punctuating each sentence with one more smack. And her ass was beginning to burn. Her feet kicked up and down a little in the air, her toes connecting with the floor. Her hair fell loosely in a mess around her face.

But somewhere in the middle of everything, in the middle of the humiliation and the embarassment and the shock and the stinging in her ass, the control that Jake had over her was being reinforced. The control that she wanted Jake to take was made plain and the fact that she found that exciting was as much of a shock to her as the spanking itself. And the things that Jake said now, with hindsight, made sense. What had she been thinking to unilaterally decide just to come down stairs and cook... leaving Jake in bed. But at the time, she didn't know. Yes she had forgotten about what he had said yesterday and even now trying to trace back through everything she couldn't pick out anything specific about not eating. But it was clear she should have taken it from something. Putting panties on was nothing more than habit, but it was perhaps obvious that he would prefer his slut to be without them.

“Please Jake... please stop.... OOWWWW I am sorry... I didn’t know... I didn’t know what I was supposed ... supposed to do... OOOOWWW..." Then she remembered something from the conversation Jake had had with her Dad just before he fucked her ass for the first time.

"You... you told my Dad... owwwww... that... that I was only just starting to learn... please Jake... I do want to learn... oooWWWW.. to be your slut... a good slut... just for you... not a girlfriend.... not a wife... please.... I'm sorry."
 
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The young woman pleaded and begged as his hand administered punishment upon her ass. It wasn’t that her words fell on deaf ears, but rather he wanted to make a clear point. As the punishment continued she tried to apply logic and reason to her actions, which might have mattered, but not to Jake, for her wanted to make unambiguous his authority over her. She was far from a stupid woman, and Jake knew that she would need to learn what was expected of her, and yet he knew she was smart enough to figure most of it out on her own, thus the hand fell again. Still he stopped as he said she was sorry, and left his hand resting on her abused ass, rubbing some of the reddened area as he spoke to her.

Oh you are learning, but you now need to start thinking first about being my slut. What does he want, what should I do to please him? And do you know why, because a true slut gets pleasure and satisfaction in giving her body, and letting it be used. She would desire my touch in whatever form it came in.

Smack, his hand landed on her ass, before it again came to rest again. The smack were coming slower, and his touch occurring between each slap.

Just to make a point, the same hand that had been inflicting pain, now his fingers slide over her crimson ass, and between her legs, seeing just what condition she was in after her punishment. The other hand held her tightly never letting her feel that she was free or able to escape. He really thought she did want to be his slut, but he still doubted she had totally given herself to him as yet, that would take time, and there were many tests in front of her as she changed her identity from one young college student by the name of Jenna, to one sexy thing known as Jake’s Slut.

So what is it? Should I let you go, so you can return to your college education or do you truly desire something different? Are you really willing to submit, to give yourself completely to me, without reservation, restriction or limit? So what shall it be? What is it you really want? And what is it you should really be begging for?

The answers weren’t set, it was the intent and meaning she gave to them that would be most important. Once again the hand came down to smack, then touch her tender flesh, his eyes watching, waiting and most of all observing her responses.
 
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Jenna's ass felt as if it was on fire; she had stopped squirming realizing that it was a completely futile endeavour. But she also realized that in fighting against him, she could not also be submitting to him... submitting to his decision to punish her.

She was powerless to do anything about her situation; she was entirely subject to Jake's will at that moment. But as much as she wanted him to stop and let her go, she also couldn't deny that this most extreme example of his control and dominance over her that she had been on the receiving end of so far was exciting her. She wasn't a pain slut... if she hadn't been aware before, she knew now that pain was not something that turned her on and her ass was sore. But being subjected to Jake's control... that was different. And here his control was absolute. Her squeals were quieter now although the impact was no less firm. But when his blows started to slow, when he began to rub his large rub hands over his abused ass she whimpered, hissed as she gasped through her teeth. The next blow came as a surprise and she yelped.

"I... I was thinking... what... what you would want... what... would please you... I just... I'm sorry... I... I was stupid...aaaahhhhmmmmmm" Jenna couldn't help but moan loudly as she felt his fingers slip between her legs and instinctively her ass lifted a little higher in response.

"I'm sorry Jake... I... I don't want to leave... I can't go back... I want to submit... I do submit... to you... really I do... please give me another chance... let me show you... that... that I just want to... to please you... and pleasure you." When the next slap came Jenna clenched her jaw hard, gave no fight and she whimpered softly. She knew that she had a lot to learn and she suspected that she would make mistakes... just like she had done this morning. She had made him breakfast to please him... to serve him but her niavity had brought her quite literally to the position in which she now found herself. But she also knew one other thing.

"I... I want to learn from my mistakes so that I can be an even better slut...just for you. Please don't send me home."
 
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What pleased him, was she was no longer fighting him, and was now receiving and accepting her punishment. When she said she was sorry and she wanted to stay, he believed her, which said a lot about how far she’d come already, especially while bent over his knee, with her naked ass sticking in the air. Jake didn’t actually like the infliction of pain, he wasn’t a sadist, what he really liked was to control and if some small or moderate application of pain achieved his goal, than he was okay with it, and so far it was working in a very acceptable manner.

Oh, I don’t think I’ll send you home, unless you show that you can’t learn or be educated.

The implication was clear that he planned to continue her training and education, and that she was going to learn to serve him as his slut. Just to reward her for her commitment and desire to be his slut, he slipped his two fingers into her raised pussy. He didn’t release her or allow her to escape, and continued to firmly hold her as the two fingers began to fuck her. In a way it was a test to see just what kind of creature she was. He’d just disciplined her like some wayward child, and now without the least amount of notice he was finger fucking her. Your average girl would be less then appreciative of either without permission, and Jake was decidedly not asking. Inquiring or requesting permission was to loose control, and to give it back to her. He didn’t tell her the purpose or reason for his fingers fucking her pussy, for that too wasn’t necessary, the only thing that was necessary was for her to submit, and allow him to do as he willed, and if that was to fuck her pussy with his fingers, than so be it. Plus how could he not touch and play with something so nicely presenting itself for his attention.

So are you ready to start showing me what you can do?

Again he didn't say what was, simply because the what could be anything he desired, the only important part was that she did it because he wanted it or told her to.
 
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Jenna couldn't help but feel just a little bit relieved at the fact that Jake wasn't sending her back home. She wasn't sure how she would have coped with that. How could she go back and spend time with the same kind of guys that she used to be with. How could she go back and simply accept mediocrity and boredom after what Jake has shown her over the last couple of days. And with what she knew about her dad now... It was going to be hard enough facing him again as it was but to have to do so knowing that his best friends hand sent her packing because she wasn't up to it.

"Thank you... I'll... show you... I... can... I can learn... I promise.... aaahmmmmm" Suddenly she felt his fingers slipping inside her. She closed her eyes again and let her head fall forward. The switch took her by surprise; and the sensations of his fingers pushing deep inside her were paired with the stinging and burning of her ass. She moaned softly, gasped, and as much as it was possible for her to do anything, she tried to lift her ass higher, as if inviting him to take more - although she was more than aware tht she didn't need to invite him... she knew he would TAKE whatever he wanted and she liked that just fine. And when she heard his question, she didnt have to be asked a second time.

"Yes Jake" she nodded her head, not really sure whether he could see her. "ahhmmmm ... very much"
 
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Her appreciation seemed genuine and if that wasn’t the moan and gasp was. Jake fucked her pussy with his two fingers, getting them slick in her softness as he watched her body react as he assumed it would. As much as people assumed and presented themselves as sophisticated, civilized and cultured, the reality of our needs were usually vastly simpler and more primordial. Millennia of evolution could not overcome a century or less of political correctness. When one wasn’t thinking about it, or restraining themselves, our natural instincts took over and at our very core we were still just sexual creatures.

Then do it!

He said as he pulled his fingers from her wetness and unceremoniously pushed her off his lap, depositing her on the floor before him. Sitting there he looked down at her, her panties still hanging on one leg, her t-shit covering part of her body, except in her prostrate position it didn’t cover her nether regions, or disguise the nipples pressing against the material of her shirt.

Show me how MY obsequious SLUT would greet me in the morning!

He just leered down at her lmaking no attempt to help or assist her in getting off he floor. The chair he sat on almost a throne and her some supplicant desiring the pleasure and attention of her lord and master. Looking down he waited saying nothing more, till she showed what she was going to do, his face stern and impassive.
 
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Jenna grunted softly as she hit the floor but that was more to do with the expulsion of air from her lungs and the sudden deceleration than it was with any impact injury or pain. As she turned over and brought herself to a seated position, she winced a little but the cold floor was incredibly cooling against her tanned rear. She looked up at Jake, bright eyed, fresh - albeit a little flushed - faced. And as if reinforcing the last ten minutes, she one again realised how content she was looking UP at him towering over her. There was nothing about that which didn't just...feel right.

She thought for a few moments...and then she nodded a couple of times. She reached forward, slipped her panties from around her right calf and placed them almost ceremoniously on the floor. Then she moved to her knees facing him, sitting back on her heels for a second, as she took hold of the bottom of her t-shirt. As she slowly lifted it up, she rose up off of her heels, exaggerating the arch of her back as she lifted her arms over her head taking the t-shirt with them. Once off, she folded it loosely and placed it on top of her recently discarded panties. Still on her knees she inched a little closer to the point that the top of her thighs were almost touching the front of Jake's lower calves and her abdomen brushed against his knees. She reached out both hands slowly, placing one softly on each knee before gently sliding them higher up his thighs, her fingers stretching out wide, then drawing towards her palm a touch before stretching out again. All the while, she looked up at him.

As her hands reached higher, and ultimately came together over the front of his boxers, she felt his knees move against her, spreading and allowing her to inch closer so that she was soon kneeling almost between his legs. She allowed one hand to reach up, caressing over his flat hard stomach and his equally hard chest; the other hand slipped inside his boxers and eased out his semi-hard cock. She lowered her head and took her first taste of the day. Rolling her tongue around the head slowly, licking shaft by drawing the tip of her tongue down the length of him, a length which she knew would soon be significantly greater than it was at that moment.

At that moment, the phone rang. She jumped a little in surprise, hesitated for the briefest of moments only because she didn't know whether he would want to get up. When he made no move to do so, she continued. After a few more rings, the answer machine clicked in and after Jake's brief message about being 'otherwise engaged at that moment', the caller left his own message. Again, Jenna hesitated for the briefest of moments, recognising the voice immediately. But she also knew immediately that stopping now wasn't an option.

Just calling to see if you made it through the night, old man. The fact that you're not answering the phone though makes me wonder... Either you've gone to work because she walked out five minutes after you collapsed in a heap last night, or you have your dick buried in the tight little slut right now! I hope you forwarded to her cell those pictures I sent last night. At least then she'll have something worthwhile to remember about the night. Mike started to chuckle.
 
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Jake didn’t say a thing as he watched her discard her panties, and drop them to the floor. He only raised a single eyebrow as she kneeled before him and removed the last of the clothing that covered her body. He knew the vulnerable nature of nakedness and how exposed it would make a person feel, but that was just another element of what he was requiring of her. Neither did he tell her to proceed or to stop as she slid forward and moved her hands onto his body, instead he impassively just gazed down and watched her, his eyes meeting her as she stared up. If she was seeking reassurance or praise she received none, for her subservience was assumed. Her pleasure should be in serving, and if she served correctly, then the pleasure would naturally come.

His legs opened inviting her in, for as a slut this would be where she would serve the most. From his boxer shorts, she drew forth his soft and sleeping member, her mouth working to awaken it. As his member began to grow within her mouth the phone rang, he of course making no attempt to answer it. His eyes never breaking contact with hers as they listened to her father explicit comments, a small smile breaking on his face as Mike chuckled. Then he spoke out loud to the answering machine and his best friend, which of course only Jenna and he could hear.

Don’t worry my friend, you’re daughter is learning to be a good obedient little slut.

The comment was an offhanded joke to them as well as praise associated directly with her new role. The message machined beeped, indicating the message was over and recorded. Jake’s hands stayed at his side as he let her feast, as she takes in the taste and flavor of his manhood. If he reciprocated that was up to him, her only pleasure was in the knowledge that she was arousing him, and her reward would be a mouthful of his jism, and for a slut what other reward or praise would be greater than that. He would make her repeat this activity multiply times a day in various ways, till this became as natural and regular as anything else she did everyday. This would strengthen her conditioning, and help her in seeing herself as his slut. So he gazed down and watched.
 
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Jenna continued to lavish almost all of her attention on one thing... on one man. She couldn't help but wonder how her father would react if he knew the identity of the girl his best friends was playing around with and she couldn't deny that there was a tiny bead of doubt and concern that if he did ever find out it would be the end of what was clearly a strong life-long friendship. But that bead of doubt did not make her desist. She brought her left hand to Jake's shaft and lifted it, allowing her mouth access to his balls. Her tongue lapped at them and then she took them into her mough, still licking, and sucking gently, letting them slip slowly from between her lips. And then she returned her attention to his ever lengthening and stiffening dick.

She didn't miss the fact that he hadn't touched her. There had been no hand on her head as of yet and Jake made no move to change that. She wondered whether that was a form of punishment; whether Jake was making a point. This was absolutely... entirely... about her pleasing him and taking pleasure from that alone. If that was the case, so be it. She was going to prove to him that she could do exactly that. She brought her lips back to the head of his cock, wrapped them around it and then began to consume him. She moved her hand to the base of his shaft and quickly found a steady rhythm, moaning softly as her head bobbed up and down, sucking and slurping. Periodically, she would take him deep, letting him slip into her throat, holding him there, swallowing once... twice... before pulling back and refinding that metronomic movement, stimulating Jake more with every stroke, encouraging the inevitable.
 
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Jake wanted to smile but held back, simply watching her consume and swallow his cock. The young woman didn’t seem put off or upset that he was demanding of her such subservience, where she was required without reciprocation to perform for his pleasure. Yet watching her determination and resolve, she was taking the moment and making something of it, or at least his cock felt like that. The more she gave of herself, and devoted herself to his pleasure, the more attractive and aroused he was by her. His cock growing and swelling between her lips, it tip beginning to ooze the first taste of his man juice as she worked it with ever increasing effort and seemingly need. As neutral and remote as he wanted to be, he still let out a small telltale groan of appreciation.

A person could be bound, tied and held prisoner, but only the truly willing could give themselves as she was doing. There was no doubt that she was trying her best to make up for her previous failure, by showing how much and how well she could serve, and Jake’s cock was appreciating her efforts. Even though the pressure was already beginning to build in his balls, he just let her continue, enjoying her very explicit show of acquiescence. She was doing it without the reward of the device in her, or his touch, or even her own touch, all she was doing was giving him pleasure, now the question he wondered was she getting pleasure from her submission. To delay the inevitable he concentrated on many things to distract him from what she was doing, for he wanted her to work for it. Something to easily gained wasn’t worth as much as something earned. The only thing giving any evidence that she was pleasing him was the hard member jutting from his body and buried between her lips.
 
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