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A Drunken Mistake (ChattyChell and Libraryman) (NFSW)

When Freya explained the situation about the tail, her handler eased up and released his hold on the collar. So she did try at least to follow directions. That counted for something. Then, he was kind of taken aback as she boldly took his free hand and pushed it under her too short skirt in the middle of the lightly populated park. Jack of course did feel the wide base of the plug, the large vibrating one if he wasn't mistaken, and grinned once more as the teen pressed against his body.

"I'm proud of you, pet." He rumbled into her ear, genuinely happy with the lengths she had gone to in order to follow his directions. His fingers toyed with the plug, wiggling it around in her rear as he spoke. "You've been a very good girl.
"Now, follow me, pup. There's some fun to be had here before we leave."

He then began to walk off after reluctantly leaving the touch of her ass behind. Of course to give her a chance to catch up before the leash yanked on her neck, Jack began slowly before speeding up to his normal pace down a path that led deeper into the park. It was a pretty large park, filled with dense trees and bushes. Even the river that ran through town cut its way through a part of it, lending to it's natural beauty. They walked for some time, garnering looks, whispers, catcalls and more from passerbys. Not that Jack minded at all. He just reveled in his power over the young lady.

Then, when there was no one else in the path, Freya's master stopped. Turning to her he tilted his head towards the foliage before stepping into it himself. They didn't go too far into the trees, just about twenty or thirty feet before Jack turned around and gently pushed Freya back against the trunk of a thick round tree. It was wide enough to hide them from view of the path though if Jack took a step back and peeked over a little there were definitely still parts of the path that he could see.

"So now what are we to do?" Jack asked as he looked lustily at his prize, now holding the leash up close near her collar to hold her in place against the tree. "I think we should start with you using your mouth to apologize." At which point the older mam laxed his grip on the leather strip, allowing her to kneel down as he commanded. Should she try anything else though, his grip was ready to tighten at a moment's notice.
 
Freya released a slow breath as Jack eased his grin on her collar but her body still couldn't relax, too full of adrenaline from his sudden manhandling and her overall hightened state of anxiety. She shivered as he growled into her ear once again, the vibrations from his lips, his voice, and his breath, shoot straight down her body and directly into her clit. She gasped, unable to swallow the small sounds escaping her, as Jack played with the base of the plug and growled praise into her ear.

When he suddenly disappeared from her back, she stumbled at the loss of heat and support. It took her a moment to regain her balance, the light tug on the leash not helping as Jack started to walk off without her. Forces to recover quickly, Freya jogged to catch up with the older man and attached herself to his side, using him once again to hide herself as best as she could from the states and the catcalls and the sneers of passerbys.

Freya looked up at Jack when he stopped then looked at where he directed. Swallowing, glad that he wasn't going to do his punishment in the middle of the empty path, she started making her way into the foliage. Trying not to wince every time her bare skin was scraped by the surrounding flora and seriously regretting the choice of her shoes. Watching her feet instead, Freya nearly collided with Jack when he suddenly stopped, only for him to push her up against a large tree.

She felt her heart race once again, they hadn't been walking for very long. But she didn't look back, her face red at the thought, she didn't want to know how visible she was to the path they had just left and anyone who happened to look in their direction.

Freya tipped her head back, stretching her neck beneath the thick collar, as Jack towered over her, a tight grin on her leash and a lustful gaze sweeping her body once again. When he made his demand, Freya was so high strung that she was honestly confused at first. She thought she had already apologized. But she realized what he meant fairly quickly when he eased his grin on the leash. Swallowing, she shifted against the tree, preparing to lower herself, only to wince as the bark scraped her back through the barely there clothes. Biting her lip to trap her sounds, Freya looked up at Jack as she carefully leaned forward, taking her back off the tree. There was so little room between them that this meant she was fully pressed against him.

She then slowly fell to her knees, her pebbled nipples scraping against every ridge of his body, using her hands on his hips for support as she changed positions, until her face was practically against his zipper. She could feel his hard cock, the heat of that rod, through the fabric of his pants. Looking up at him with wide eyes, she pulled his zipper down and reached inside. Freeing his hot cock from its confines.

She tried to watch his face as she began to stroke his length to full hardness, but she couldn't keep her eyes from drifting down to the cock in her hands. Stroking and massaging the base, she didn't even have to lean forward to mouth her way up and down the sides, her lashes fluttering as that musky taste of him hit her tongue. And once she spotted the first drop of precum hanging onto his tip, her tongue developed a mind of its own. Making her moan as that salty taste sat on her buds where she had licked it up from the slit where it had emerged.
 
Oh how he loved this level of obedience in Freya. She wasn't even resisting anymore, she just did as she was told. Truth be told, it looked to him like she was even enjoying herself a little. He knew he was, as the sight and feeling of the scantily clad girl lowering herself before him was a sight any man would find arousing.

Jack let out a long happy sigh as she undid his pants, letting it flop out into her grip. Her strokes were more practiced, more confident now. She was quickly becoming very good at this, whether she liked it or not. There was even a glint of desire in her eyes as she looked at his large member and flicked her tongue out to taste him. A groan escaped his lips as she did, tangling with her own sounds of lust and desire. It seemed like she was enjoying this too after all!

"Good girl." Jack praised as she continued her attentions on his engorged member. He placed a gentle hand on her head and ran rough fingers through the long locks of her hair, petting the girl in a soothing manner. Just because this was a punishment didn't mean he had to be cruel, after all.
 
Freya shivered at Jack's praise, another moan escaping her lips as he petted her hair. She squirmed, her slick slowly sliding down her thighs and she inhaled sharply, almost gasping, as sharp rocks, dirt, and old bark dug into her bare knees. She had been so focused on the man in front of her, in the cock that had taken over her senses, that she had forgotten that they were outside, in a public park, not very far from the designated path.

She was loosing herself to him again, no matter how much she had swore she wouldn't when he first started blackmailing her, even after she had woken up from the terribly wonderful dream that was their date the night before. She couldn't let herself, her being, be lost to the black of his manipulation and his desire. But she didn't know how to stop it from happening. And this, on her knees for her jailor, wasn't the time to begin figuring it out.

She bit her lip to hold on her sounds as she continued to stroke Jack, pumping his length roughly in her hand. Squeezing her eyes shut tight as the rocks and bark burrowed into her skin. She exhaled shakily and opened her mouth wide, done teasing Jack. She licked his tip before slowly pushing down his shaft, running her tongue along the musky skin as she swallowed more and more of him. She could feel her eyes begin to water behind her lids as she pushed him deeper, her throat still raw from when she had done this exact same thing for him the night before. She whimpered and swallowed, her nails digging into his hip as she let go of the last couple of inches of his cock and swallowed. Forcing his rod to pop past the ring of her throat and holding him there, her lips pressed firmly against his zipper.
 
Jack groaned again, louder this time, as thr teen swallowed his length. She seemed to do it with ease now which made him beam. Elena was a very good pet, a quick learner. Again he found himself extremely happy that she was the one he had picked out to be his little pet.

"I think... hmm... you should have some fun now... ahhh... as well." The older man panted and moaned from her attentions as he took out his phone. Knowing that she had the ass plug, he wanted to get her going too.

He started on the lowest setting. It was just a gentle buzz, not even audible. But slowly, steadily, he began to raise the setting until a dull muffled thrum could be heard from her barely concealed rear. This was at the point where he stopped, leaving it on the medium setting while the one hand still stroked her hair and at the same time muttered sweet nothings to her in between his noises of pleasure.

"Are you enjoying yourself, baby? Do you like sucking on my cock? Or do you want something more?" Jack asked with a large and lustful grin. While he was enjoying her work immensely, it was really getting him in the mood for something... more.
 
Freya held him in her throat for as long as she could, her pussy clenching around nothing at his every noise. Even as she squirmed, digging more of the woods debris into her skin, as the sounds echoed around them, threatening to draw attention everytime. She could stop her small whimper when Jack's words vibrator through her, her mind drunk enough on his musk, his taste, that she couldn't process his words. Until she jumped at the first unexpected twitches from the plug in her ass.

She squirmed beneath him as the vibrations slowly increased until she jerked away from him, he hadn't even finished turning it up yet. She was coughing and panting into the fabric of his pants, trying to catch her breath as her throat burned, made worse by the horse moan that she was unable to keep behind her teeth at the vibrations that were shooting through her body to tease from her anus all the way to her clit.

She looked up at him with wet eyes when he asked her what she wanted. Not knowing if she could trust him, this was supposed to be a punishment after all. She glanced away and wrapped her fingers around his spit-soaked length, realizing that she had been neglecting his cock as she struggled to breathe. She gripped his rod tightly and pumped him slowly, more of her juices dripping down her thighs. Panting, her face red, she looked up at him again, making the only decision she could. "Something more, please," she croaked out, her voice rough just like their shower the night before.
 
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A heavy hand drifted down from atop her head and traced its way down her cheek. One finger curled to hook beneath the girl's chin and began to raise, guiding her to stand up. He too was eager and needing something more, just as she was. Once she was standing, Jack leaned down to press his lips against hers in an impassioned kiss. He could feel his rod pressed against Freya's body, pinned between the two of them as his meaty hands began to grope her full breasts through the thin material of her shirt.

"Turn around and stick out your ass." Jack growled, breaking the kiss before taking one last peck to savor the taste of her lips. "I need you, now."

That was the first time he'd ever admitted to needing her. It was indeed the truth too, as his cock ached with want now. After Freya had complied, the older man flipped up the back of her skirt to reveal the teen's soaking nethers and the plug humming in her ass. Each cheek was quickly grabbed and kneeded beneath Jack's touch before he pulled one side open. With the other hand he moved to grip the base of the plug, tugging slightly at it. It had been a while since he used her ass and now he wanted a go.

"You're so hot." Jack rumbled as he slowly worked the bulb of the plug free, gently wiggling it back and forth. "Fuck, I am the luckiest fucker to have you."
 
Freya hummed, unable to swallow the sound, as Jack petted her once again, pleasurable tingles racing through her scalp at the attention. She rose back to her feet, following his coaxing finger under her chin. A small sigh of pained relief escaping her as the debris in her knees lost the pressure of her weight. Luckily she hadn't been on her knees long enough this time for her legs to go numb.

His mouth was suddenly on hers and she moaned into him, her tongue licking into his mouth as she kissed him back. Her fingers gripped his hair, tugging roughly as pleasure flooded her with how he groped her breasts. Her hips circling against him, seeking relief against the hard cock trapped against her body. She didn't even seem aware that she was doing so, standing on her toes to try to align her mound with that rod. When he broke off, she tried to follow, desperate for one more taste, even as he growled his words against her mouth. Her heels fell back to the ground at his declaration, leaving her significantly smaller than him once again.

Blushing, panting, she licked her lips and slowly complied. She turned to face the tree, his hands trailing on her skin where he refused to release her. She leaned forward, bracing against the bark, and arched her back so that her ass was out for him. She ground against his covered cock once again before he stepped away from her enough to flip her skirt up. Her heart was racing, a million butterflies in her stomach. He had never said he needed her before. She swallowed and closed her eyes, partly to try and block the view of the path a not-significant distance away from them. Mostly to try and breath, to swallow her feelings. After all she knew he didn't mean anything by it other than that he needed her body. She just had to keep reminding herself of that fact, that he saw her as nothing more than holes to use.

She gasped, shivering, as a breeze caressed her soaked folds, distracting her running mind. She blushed as she knew he could know see that something was different. She had decided, after one too many times scrubbing dried cum from the curls, to shave during her shower that morning. Her pussy mound was completely smooth.

Freya keened as Jack roughly grabbed the globes of her ass, kneading the flesh, before he pulled on one side, spreading her apart. She keened and mewled as he slowly worked the plug out, teasing her with all it's wiggling. She gasped as the large bulbous end popped free, her sphincter tightening around the rest of the black mass in an attempt to keep it within her body, despite her attempts to relax. Her pussy dribbling slick at the pleasure flooding her body, the vibrations of the still humming plug rocking though out her entire lower regions, and from just the fact that the scrap of fabric and string that dared to be called panties revealed everything to Jack as he worked her open.
 
With a slick 'pop' the vibrating plug popped free, revealing her slightly stretched asshole. Seeing as the thin string of Freya's thong did nothing to cover it up, the hole was on full display for Jack's viewing pleasure. Due to how he had removed the plug, her panties were not askew which revealed the teen's newly shaved nethers. His cock throbbed with want at the sight. He wanted so badly to use her pussy now, to lap up her juices before pounding it silly, but he had already decided on her ass. That didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun at least.

Pressing his hips forwards, hand still on her rump, the older man's cock rubbed against her pussy, not going inside but instead wedging itself between her soaked petals. Back and forth he sawed himself, allowing his rigid member to not only be pleasured by the act itself but also to become well lubricated for her ass. While there was still lube in there for the plug and it was slightly agape it would still be better for them to be as lubricated as possible.

"Did you shave for me?" Jack panted with desire, his free hand moving to grope and squeeze at her other ass cheek alongside the other. "That is awfully thoughtful of you. I think you deserve a prize for that later."

After a few more moments of grinding and groping, Jack finally pulled back to realign his manhood with the girl's back door. The hands gripping her plump rear once more pulled apart her cheeks which allowed full access to his goal. Hunching his hips forwards, the mushroomed head of his cock pressed into her stretched pucker, and aided by the lube she applied earlier and Freya's own natural lubricants the older man popped the tip inside before sliding deeper into her rear.
 
Freya gasped again when the plug finally popped free of her ass, her entire body tingling with the phantom vibrations. She moaned when Jack pressed forward, his cock, still a little wet with her saliva, sliding through her juices to tease her pussy. She whined as he sawed through her lips, hitting and rubbing her clit with every pass. She shivered and groaned. The rumors were true; her pussy was even more sensitive now that she was clean shaven.

She mewled again as Jack groped her cheeks again, cooing into her ear as he lubed himself up with her slick. She tried to tilt her hips, to follow his movements and grind against him and convince him to penetrate her slutty hole. But he held her tight as he massaged her cheeks, not allowing her to move anymore than slight squirming.

When his words finally registered in her mind, she bit her lip hard. She wanted to shake her head, to deny that she had shaved for him. That, instead, she was just tired of her curls being saturated with cum. But she couldn't. She couldn't because as he said the words, it was like a little lightbulb pinged above her. That desire to please him, to do something because he might like it, even if was buried deep down, had been crossing her mind a lot more recently. Even if it was coated in the reasoning that she didn't want to be punished, she still picked clothes she though he would like to meet him, to wear toys that she thought he would like when he demanded for them. She -

She whined as he pulled away from her pussy, missing the friction that had been building her up but unable to reach her release yet. Only for the sound to turn into a loud cry as he pushed into her gaped hole, the head popping quickly past the ring of muscle and before she knew it, he was seated within her ass. She keened as her hole fluttered around the intrusion, his cock so much larger than the plugs he had been forcing her to wear. Leaving her panting at the overly full feeling as he body sagged against the bark of the tree.
 
"Don't worry, I'll take care of your pussy later if you're a good girl." Jack growled in her ear, leaning forwards so that his chest was pressed against her back. A gasping groan soon followed as he bottomed out in her tight ass, even though it was slightly loosened by the plug.

The man's hips slowly dragged backwards, pulling his length from her rear until only the tip remained. Then he again pressed forward, his girth splitting the hole open side as he slowly fed hee body with his impressive manhood. While this went on Jack's left hand slipped from her ass and slid around to her front. From there his thick fingers dragged upwards, slipping under her shirt until they were cupping her plush breast. He gave it a firm squeeze, kneeding it in his hand while he continued to fuck her ass with a steady increase in speed.

His right hand hadn't forgotten about her either. In this hand he still held the faintly buzzing plug and he had plans for it. Touching its tip to her bare ass cheek, he dragged it around to the front of her just above her bare pussy. Here he teased her, tracing circles just above her slit.
 
Freya shivered as Jack growled in her ear, her rear tightening and fluttering around him. She whimpered as his hot weight covered her back, pressing her further against the tree supporting her. His sounds sending more shivers through her body as her pussy clenched around nothing, her body loving that she was the cause of the noises that escaped him.

She mewled pathetically as Jack slowly started to pull from and push back into her body, her tight hole clenching around him first to try and keep him in, only to turn around and try to keep him out. Each time the weakened muscles forced to cave to his will as he continued to feed her ass every last inch of his cock.

Panting, Freya moaned as his calloused hand found her breast, squeezing and groping as the rough skin dragged over her sensitive flesh. She keened every time he so much as grazed her nipple, arching her body and pushing the plump mound further into his grip. Unintentionally angling to take his cock even deeper into her guts.

When the buzzing toy touched the skin of her ass, she jumped, groaning into the bark to the tree. She was a panting mess as he teased circles into her skin, the material of the toy cold after being exposed to the air. She shuddered as his movements smeared the cold lube along her skin.

"Jack," she whined as he tortured her, every thrust forcing air from her lungs, grunts from her throat. Dragging out his name in the rough rasping tone that taking his cock down her throat had changed her voice to. She could barely think, barely form words, only able to groan and whine and pant out his name as he used her, punished her. Her flooded pussy announcing to the world just how much her body loves it as her slick flowed down her thighs. The empty hole tightening and clenching in time with her plundered ass as she grew closer and closer to her end.
 
Oh how he loved it when she said his name like that. Needily, with a tone that was begging him for more. So he did away with his teasing and decided to now go all out. The hand beneath her shirt wriggled its fingers, working them under the bralette and pushing it over her chest to allow full access. While he began to flick and pinch her nipple, the vibrating plug had finally drifted lower and was pressing against the teen's soaked folds.

As Jack's thrusting became a somewhat rapid pace, he ran the tip of the plug up and down her slit. It was too dull for him to feel the vibrations himself, but that mattered not to him. What was on his mind was how tightly her ass gripped onto his cock, the resistance it gave each time he plunged in and out making him shiver and moan with every thrust.

He clenched his muscles at the sensation, the plug in his grip digging deeper into the slit and her nipple being pinched tightly as he did. It was so fucking good, especially after having a blow job to warm him up. It was all he could do to keep from bursting. Even faster his hips moved, the friction quickly building his way to his peak.

"I'm gonna cum!" He panted loudly, not a thought about the nearby path in his mind as he did. Even the thrusts sounded out loudly, his hips clapping audibly against her rear each time he bottomed out into Freya's ass. His manhood twitched, pulsed, the heavy sack slapping her pussy seized up, and flooded her ass with his seed. Wave after wave came, each burst slowing his thrusting as he cried out in ecstacy, still not caring for the people that were walking by.
 
Freya jumped, whining deep in her throat, when Jack flicked and pinched her nipple, gasping as the buzzy toy was pushed firmly against her leaking slit. She squirmed, the cool in her belly tightening. Her hips following his movements as much as she was able, fucking herself back onto his cock. Her pussy was fluttering against the toy as he roughly fucked her, his noises in her ear driving her mad as she sat on the edge of her release.

She moaned, whining, as he sped up, his shivers rocking through her body to heighten her even further. Her ears were ringing with his shout, she couldn't stop herself from following his loud cry, "Fuck, Jack, fill me up! Please!"

Finally, the flood of him filling her, his hot spend burning her from the inside out, was enough to send her screaming over the edge. She cried out long and loud as her pussy gushed, her cum spilling from her as she thrust against Jack more, faster, trying to ride out her high.

Everything was a blur, the sound of her screams still echoing in her ears, her world whites out, as she slowly came back down to herself. She found that she couldn't hold herself up, only standing by the grip that Jack had on her, his arms around her, as his cock still buried in her ass anchored her. Blinking slowly, she started remembering where exactly they were. She knew she didn't want to look but she couldn't stop herself.

Her eyes tracked up to the once deserted path. She could see people walking past, but then there were others who had not walked by, who stood and watched the couple in the shadows of the trees. Especially since Freya's screams of ecstasy drew in even more attention. The sound hadn't just echoed in her ears, it had echoed throughout the trees.

Blushing and whimpering, Freya tried to hide her face into the tree, even as she knew it was too late.
 
Freya's cries were like music to Jack's ears. Every sound earned her an extra wave of cum painting her insides white, and soon enough he felt like he wouldn't be able to fill her any further. Kissing the back of her neck, the older man whispered sweet nothings to the teen, words of encouragement and praise for doing so well.

Slowly, he drew the vibrator away from her empty pussy, and back towards her rear. Then he drew out from her rear at a snail's pace, his cock beginning to grow soft once more. When it finally popped free, thick gobules of his cum began to drip out, over the crack of her now bald cunt, and down her thighs to create a noticeable line. Before too much could escape however, Jack wedged the plug against Freya's ass once more. At first it just sat against her sphincter, half inside the agape hole already. Then, he pushed it forwards. Thanks to the lube, his seven, and the workout it had just received from a sizable dick, the still vibrating item popped in without too much difficulty.

"Come, my pet. We shouldn't linger too long, or we might get in trouble." Jack whispered gently in her ear before pecking her tenderly upon the cheek.

His hand withdrew from the girl's shirt, though he left the bra out of place as he did. He wanted her to just leave it as it was for now, to see if she would truly listen to everything he commanded. The same thing happened with her panties, as after he had replaced the plug the older man left them pushed aside, wedged over to let her bottom bare should she bend at all or even a decent breeze blow though.

Tugging on the leash gently, he led the girl away from the tree. And instead of taking her deeper into the forest to hide away their shame, he boldly strode right back to the nearby path where a few onlookers had stopped to look on in awe, shock, horror, or mixture of them all.

At least he didn't linger though, and led his pet back out of the park. Passerby would of course gawk at the two of them. Freya's outfit, the boldness of the collar, the air of domination that Jack strode with. It was a combination of each that drew looks.

"Where do you fancy going?" Jack asked Freya as they left the park, still strolling through the street without a care in the world. "Shopping again? I bet you have some back to school things to get and we do need a new tail for you. Want to stop for some food maybe? Would you like to go on some rides again? Or we could just go to a nice hotel and wreck the room for the rest of the day. Maybe tonight too."
 
Freya shivered as Jack kissed her neck, his breath hot against her skin. Her holes still fluttering as she slowly came down from her high. She groaned, panting to catch her breath, as he slowly withdrew, shuddering as she felt some of his cum slide down her pussy, down her leg only to rapidly cool and dry onto her skin. She tried to stand up, wanting to clean up, to fix her clothes, to hide away from all the eyes that were burning into her skin, but his hand on her stopped her. She swallowed, a whimper escaping her as the still-vibrating plug was pressed against her slowly fluttering backdoor. He just sat it there for a moment, but before she could squirm too much, he quickly popped it all the way into her. She gasped at the suddenness of his thrust, her sphincter closing quickly around the intrusion. Though ring of muscle wasn't as tight around the base as it had been before.

Freya was glad when Jack finally let her up, giving her a small peck on the cheek,. She shivered, a little moan escaping her, as his calloused scraped against her skin when he removed his hand from her breast. But he didn't right her clothes for her, the scraps of fabric that constituted as her underwear left askewed, and before she could fix them herself, Jack was dragging her off. Distracting her as her eyes widened in fear when he pulled her toward the crowd that had watched them. Watched her.

Forced to follow, Freya ducked her head, hiding behind her hair as she curled around herself. Her arms crossed over her stomach. She knew she couldn't hide, logically, but that didn't mean she couldn't try to wrap herself in a tight enough ball to disappear. As they walked through the crowd, Freya could hear the whispers that were being thrown around, disgust and vile thoughts thrown her way as men again tried to catcall her. She could feel tears burning behind her eyes as she pressed herself against Jack's back, wary of any hands that might try to grab her even as the crowd had whispered about what a slut, a whore, a terrible person she was.

Freya was glad when they quickly left, not caring about the cuts and scrapes on her body from the underbrush. The skin of her hands tore up from where she had braces against the rough bark of the tree. But she could still feel her skin burning from the states she was receiving as they left the park, entering the more crowded street. She wanted to hide further, curling into herself more, as the words and the stares followed her, more and more with each step.

Freya chewed on her lip at Jack's question. School did start in the next couple of days, but she didn't want anyone who would recognize her to see her and she knew Jack wasn't going to get her any of the supplies that she actually needed. He would probably just end up buying her more lewd and inappropriate things. She honestly would rather just go to the hotel so she wouldn't have to be in public like this. But she also could tell that Jack would rather be out and about, that he enjoyed the attention degrading her brought. And she didn't want to have to face another punishment if she chose the wrong thing. But she definitely didn't want to go on any rides, it would be just her luck that she would get sick and Jack would punish her further.

She ignored the tightening of her stomach at the mention of food. It wanted to growl, protest it's hunger since she had skipped breakfast to meet with him. She doubted she could keep anything down as it was, anyway. She took a shaky breath before quietly speaking, "I'm not really hungry, but other than that, we can do whatever you want."
 
"My dear, when I ask what you want to do, I mean it." Jack said, managing to look hurt that she would just brush off the question as he turned to face her. Reaching out with his hand, the other still holding the leash, he gently cupped the girl's cheek and looked affectionately into her eyes. "Please, tell me what you wish to do right now together and I'll do it."

The hand at her face softly dragged down her face until he was holding Freya's chin between his fingers. Jack then leaned down to place a tender kiss on her lips. Not a short one either, but long, steamy, and passionate. A silent declaration of his desire and emotion for her. When the kiss broke a thin string of saliva still connected the two of them, which he broke by tenderly wiping his thumb across her full lips.

"I'll never get sick of that feeling. Kissing you is bliss." Jack murmered as he waited for her reply, still gazing deeply into her eyes all the while.
 
Freya's stomach turned, causing her to squirm, at the look in Jack's eyes when he turned to her. They stopped walking, Freya glancing around as people continued to stare at her, judge her, and she moved further into the sidewalk. Gently nudging Jack along with her, trying to stay out of other people's way in the hopes that might help her be even a little less noticed. Jack cupped her cheek, dragging her attention back to him. She met his eyes as he asked her once again what she wanted to do, but his mouth was on hers before she could give him an answer.

She whimpered, her body leaning into him, as the kiss quickly turned from tender to passionate. When he pulled away, the thin string of saliva still connecting them, Freya's eyes fluttered open. When had they closed? She blushed when she realized that she had slotted her body against his front, her fingers wrapped around his shirt in an attempt to ground herself, one that failed spectacularly. She was panting, her breath mixing with his as they both seemed to refuse to separate from each other.

She shivered as his thumb dragged across her lips, her tongue slipping out to wet her lip, to drag across the rough pad. Her heart fluttered in her chest at his words, his praise of her kiss, only to sink quickly at the sound of men once again jeering at her and catcalling her once again. She buried her face against his collar, trying to burrow into Jack and hide. She needed to make a decision quickly, before someone decided she was too indecent and they called the cops on her. Or worse, that some man would finally decided that Jack was worth the risk to try to take their turn pawing at her. "I just want to leave here before we get into any sort of trouble," she admitted, pressing tighter to him, nuzzling into the heat of his skin on hers.

"There are some things I need for school. Can we please go get them?" she bit her lip and asked timidly, only to jump slightly and blush more deeply when her stomach let out a particularly loud whine. Protesting her lack of food since before they went to the hotel. "And maybe something to eat?"
 
"Alright then. You can fix your bra and then we will head out for some food first." Jack said, glaring away most of the men calling their way. There were a couple that lingered, and Jack made sure to keep an eye on them just in case. He didn't doubt that he could take them in a fight, but that wouldn't end pretty either way probably, and seeing as his little pet was behaving so well today he didn't feel like sharing her as further punishment.

Once the teen had fixed up her clothes, Jack wrapped a protective arm about her shoulders and guided Freya to his truck. The whole way, he kept an eye on those prodding her with their gaze but luckily nothing became of it. Once they had arrived the older man opened the door for Freya and aided her in climbing inside before hopping in himself, leaving the leash in place.

Before driving off, Jack leaned over, cupped Freya's chin in his rough yet gentle hand, and steered her lips to his once more. Again the kiss was full of tender longing and he only broke away after a few long seconds to tell her how good of a girl she was. Shifting the vehicle into gear he soon drove off and out from the parking lot to search for a place to eat.

"What kind of restaurant are you thinking of?" He asked as he drove, his eyes darting back and forth from the road to the irresistible teen that was sitting next to him. "There a specific place or type of food you want?"
 
As soon as the words were out of Jack's mouth, Freya turned toward him, using his body and her own to hide her movements as much as possible. She reached under her shirt to adjust her bra, getting back the little amount of covering that it offered. Ignoring the death glares happening over her head. When Jack's arm wrapped around her, Freya sank into the comfort it provided her, feeling just a little less self conscious about how she was dressed as his heat seemed to engulf her, protect her. Despite his being the cause of it all.

When they reached his truck, she gladly hopped in, with Jack helping her once again, relieved to finally be out of the public space. Hidden in the enclosed cab. When Jack closed her door she let out a relieved sigh, sinking into her seat as he circled around to the driver's side. She pouted slightly at the leash still attached to her collar until Jack's mouth was on hers again.

She couldn't swallow her little mewl, her tongue flicking against his lower lip before he pulled away again, telling her what a good girl she was in that growly rasp of his that made her empty pussy clench tightly all over again. She blushed, the color turning deeper as a whine escaped her throat, "Jack."

She bit her lip as she thought about what she wanted to eat. Normally she would want something unhealthy for lunch, something greasy and salty. But the thought of grease brought up the memory from the pier, how her stomach turned at the smell of fried food. Even thinking about was causing her stomach to turn again. She rubbed her belly absentmindedly, trying to coax it into calming once more. Instead she was craving something sweet. "Can," she started slowly, her voice small, "can we go to some place with all day breakfast?"
 
"Of course we can, pet." Jack assured the girl, reaching over to pet her head in a soothing manner. "You can have whatever you like."

The rest of the drive was fairly uneventful, the only thing happening being a few affectionate touches here and there at stopped lights. Some were high on her thigh, teasing Freya's skin nearby her pussy thanks to her dangerously revealing clothes. Others were less sexual and more soothing like a light petting through her hair or against her cheek. It didn't take too long to get to their destination though, a restaurant that like Freya wanted sold breakfast all day, as well as a few other things.

Jack hopped out and came around to her side of the vehicle, hurriedly opening the door for his lover. After helping her down, he gently pressed her body back against his truck and softly tugged her head close with the leash for another heated kiss. As his tongue danced its way past her soft supple lips, Jack uncliped the leash with a soft click and shoved it into his pocket. Again he slowly pulled away from the teen, their saliva still leaving them connected a few moments longer as if to show how reluctant their bodies were to part.

"Since you've been such a good girl, I don't think I'll need this for now." He murmered lustfully, his erection now returned and pressing against the teen's belly. The feeling of desire was so strong right now, just the thought of her made his member throb and jump slightly in his pants. But right now, he wanted her to make the first move. After all, he had begun to see the signs that she was wanting this too. All he needed to do was to keep the pressure on, to keep her hot and bothered and he had no doubt that she could give in by the end of the day. "Now come, let's go inside. And if you need anything, my dear, please let me know." Jack added, holding out his hand for her to take so that they could walk inside together, almost like a normal couple.
 
Freya's eyes fluttered each time Jack pet her head or her cheek, her head tilting into the warmth of his palm. Only to squirm in her seat as his teasing touches moved to her thigh, her pussy tingling and clenching every time his hand drifted close to her soaked folds. Each time she squirmed she could feel the tightening of her skin as Jack's dried cum pulled against her flesh, leaving her feeling sticky and dirty and used.

She blinked when they arrived at the restaurant, her mind muddled from all the attention Jack had been heaping onto her. She bit her lip as she scanned the vehicles in the parking lot, Jack circling around the truck to open her door for her once more. There wasn't many people here at this time of day, based on the number of cars spread throughout the lot, but it would just be her luck that there would be kids and moms here. Moms who would be more than willing to cuss her out and call the cops on her for the way she was dressed.

Before she could get too lost in her worrying, Jack pulled Freya from the cab only to pin her against the side of the truck. She whimpered as he once again kissed her deeply, his body hot and large against her, his stiff dick pressing hard against her belly. Freya couldn't stop her hips from rolling into his as her tongue followed his movements. Her fingers gripped tightly in his shirt, slick flooding her panties only for a drop to escape and land on her thigh. She was left panting as he pulled away, saliva once again connecting them for a few moments, and unclipped the leash from her collar.

Her eyes hazy and lust-drunk as she stared up at Jack, she nearly missed what he said to her. Instead she moaned as she felt his cock twitch against her belly, his deep voice once again growling praise. They were pressed so close together, she could have sworn that she felt the vibrations in her skin only to settle deep into her bones.

Then Jack pulled away and she groaned, feeling significantly colder even with the summer heat now that he was not pinning her to his truck. Blinking and shaking her head to attempt to clear the fog of lust, Freya hesitated before slipping her hand in Jack's. Her worries came flooding back as they made their way toward the building, causing Freya to hunch in on herself once again, trying to hide her body behind Jack's as she used her free hand to pull on the hems of her obscene clothing.

She blushed deeply when they entered the restaurant and the host paused, eying her up before greeting them. The teen nearly flinching as she waited for the scolding that she just knew was coming her way. Her grip tight around Jack's hand. Freya was shocked, though didn't relax any, when he instead sighed and greeted them as normal, showing the couple to their table once Jack confirmed it was just the two of them. He led them to a table in the back, away from the other patrons, weaving carefully around the tables to be sure that Freya would never be in anyone's line of sight. Once they were seated, the host discreetly looked around. "Make sure you eat quickly, the boss doesn't like her type hanging around."

Freya flinched, eyes down at the table, at the harsh tone in the man's quiet voice. He didn't need to spell it out for her to get his meaning. She had seen enough of television and the real thing on late nights downtown, for her to know what he meant by her type even if he was too polite at the moment to call her what he saw her as. A whore. She swallowed thickly, tears burning behind her eyes, as she nodded, "Yes sir, we will be quick."
 
"Excuse me, sir." Jack interjected venemously to the waiter, aggravated by the man's response about his girl. "She is my girlfriend, and she dressed up like this to treat me and make me happy after a long week of work. So, I'd appreciate you keeping your backhanded comments to yourself."

The bluntness of his retort stunned the waiter into silence for a moment, his mouth moving like a fish gasping for air as he tried to come up with a reply. Finding none, the waiter turned heel after placing their menus on the table and walked off, leaving the two of them alone. Taking one menu, the girl's master opened it up. However his attention was not on the menu, but her, his hand outstretched across the table as an invitation to hold hers before saying "No one gets to demean you like that in front of me. You're more than just a cheap whore, you're my girl."

His tone now was a stark contrast to the harshness of what he had said to the waiter. It was soft, gentle, even with the rough quality that his voice had. What's more was the genuine affection for her he carried in his voice. He meant it when he said he'd take care of her, as to him she was not just some conquest to be tossed aside. Freya was his girl, his pet, and he would look after her just as he had said.
 
Freya jerked up at the sound of Jack's voice, her eyes wide and unable to pull away from him at the tone he used against the server. Her heart skipping a beat before racing at the false label of girlfriend. Just like the host, she was gaping at him before she blinked, the menus practically slamming on the table crossing her vision and shocking out of her stupor. Freya sank into the corner of the booth a little more, mortification burning in her guts.

He said girlfriend. She could understand logically why he did, he couldn't just come out and say to every person they pass on the street that she was the girl he blackmailed into being his toy. But she couldn't figure out why he pretended to care so much, has always tried to treat this as if it was something she wanted, even from the very beginning.

Excluding the night he had taken advantage of her drunkenness, of course.

She just couldn't understand him.

She blinked when Jack's hand appeared in her vision, palm up in an offer of comfort. She blushed as his words, his tone, washed over her once more, her heart swelling at the fact that he called her his girl. She bit her lip, trying to stuff the confusing feelings down. Instead she places her palm in his and gently tugged, a silent request for him to come over to her, to sit next to her. Her round eyes pleading while her words refused to unstick from her throat.

Once Jack moved to sit next to her, caging her into the booth, she leaned her head against his shoulder. Soaking up his warmth, basking in his comfort even though she knew logically that she shouldn't want it. That if it wasn't for him she wouldn't need it in the first place. Instead she buried the feelings once again, allowing her spinning mind to drift as browsed the menu to find what she wanted to eat. Not minding that it took far longer than it should have for someone to come over to take their orders.
 
It surprised him, Freya's silent plea for his closeness. While he was expecting her to grow more lusful and needy, this act didn't even seem to be connected to that kind of emotion. Nodding back at her, Jack rose from his seat and moved around to sit on the bench next to her as she wished, even more surprised when she came in close to lean against him.

With one hand stretching about her to pull Freya in a close hug, his other held his own menu. As he skimmed over the selection, he found himself surprisingly pleased over this new development. While he did care for her himself in his own twisted way, he wasn't sure how she was feeling himself. At first he cared for her as only a pet and a sex slave, though now it had evolved into something a bit more. And it seemed that she was getting just as lost as he, if not more.

"What would you like, pet?" Jack leaned down to whisper into her ear, his hand petting soft trails with rough fingertips up and down her side as he did. "See anything you like?"
 
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