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Subject: {ASSM} Schoolgirl Slave Chapter 20
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Date: Sat,  4 Jun 2005 04:10:06 -0400
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Schoolgirl Slave
By Fantasy Stories
(c) FantasyStories2000



   Chapter 20 - Alone Again

   Since the start of this nightmare Janet had managed to avoid having any
'girl to girl' talks with her mom.  The only real opportunity for one had
been at dinner a couple of nights ago and dinner was rarely a time for that
as her dad invariably sent them up when they indulged in girl talk.  So
girl time normally happened when she, Kelly and her mom were together
buying clothes or watching a "girlie" dvd or sometimes even making dinner!
Which was exactly what she and her mom would be doing in the next ten
minutes and Janet was terrified.  She knew she'd let something slip and
give away the horrible secret she was carrying or even if she didn't her
mom would still somehow guess something was wrong.

   That wasn't the only thing upsetting her though.  Truth was Janet hated
lying to her parents, especially about important things.  Lying about
finishing her homework and stuff like that was okay but to have to lie
about practically everything she's been doing the last week was huge!

   When she arrived home she found that for once this week the gods were
smiling on her.  There was a message on the answering machine from her mum
saying they were caught up at the office and wouldn't be home till about
7.30 and they wanted Janet to get dinner together by herself!  Yes!!!  She
bounded upstairs to have a quick shower before heading to the kitchen.  It
was going to be okay!

   As she dried herself after showering she did her normal mirror check for
any unwanted bulges that might tell her it was time to stop eating
chocolate or icecream or even time to go on a diet, something she'd never
had to do so far thank god.  It wasn't really a conscious check, more a
habitual action.  She'd just twisted sideways to look at the back of her
thighs when the word 'beautiful' leapt to the front of her brain.  Not that
she thought she was beautiful.  She knew she wasn't ugly but she knew she
didn't look like a movie star or a model.  However by now she was used to
boys telling her she was beautiful and she knew to brush it off,
recognising that they were only saying it to help convince her to have sex
with them.  As if!  But this afternoon Richard had told her she was
beautiful and he didn't need to say it to get her to have sex with him that
was for sure.  Maybe he really did think she was beautiful.  Wow.  He hated
her but he thought she was beautiful?  Strange.

   Facing the mirror she moved her hands over her flat stomach and up to
her boobs, cupping them underneath.  He certainly seemed to think these
were beautiful.  She smiled at her reflection thinking back to a couple of
years ago when she could completely cover them with her hands.  No way
could she do that now.  Occasionally she worried that they were too big but
mostly she was glad they'd grown to this size especially as they didn't sag
the way a couple of her friend's boobs already did.  That'd be awful.  Most
of her friends though had smaller boobs and all of them wanted bigger so
she guessed she was lucky with what she inherited.

   She twisted her body from side to side, checking her boobs in profile,
watching her nipples crinkle and grow till they were pointing straight out
from her chest.  She always thought they looked better like this and they
certainly felt better.  She brushed her thumbs over the tips sending a
shiver through her body, watching as the goosebumps spread over her arms
and chest, remembering how great it felt when Richie had ...  Shit! 
Dinner! She was meant to be chopping tomatoes, not playing with her tits!

   By seven thirty Janet had everything ready and on the table with a
couple of empty plates waiting for the cold meats her parents would be
bringing.  Her parents were even later than they'd said, arriving home as
the Morgansen's were pulling into the drive.  This of course meant no
chance at all for Janet's mom to ask her anything incriminating which was a
huge relief.  Dinner was uneventful and Janet was able to easily deal with
the few questions about what she was doing on her holidays without having
to lie too much.  Naturally most of the dinner talk was about the
elections, the economy, business and other 'adult' topics although Janet,
Mrs Morgansen and her mom did have some fun talking about fashion.

   With dinner over they headed into the family room for coffee but
thankfully her dad let her off the hook from any further social duties and
after saying goodnight to the Morgansens she headed upstairs to her room.
It was only as she closed her bedroom door that she realised how tense
she'd been.  Kicking off her shoes, she tumbled onto her bed, staring up at
the ceiling as, unbidden, tears started trickling down her cheeks.

   It wasn't fair; nothing was fair in her life.  How was she expected to
keep leading this secret double life?  Richard couldn't keep asking her to
lie to her parents, keep things from them like this.  She had to do
something.  She couldn't keep this up or she'd go crazy!  When she was with
him she felt like she didn't have a choice but there must be other choices,
other ways of handling this.  She had to calm down, had to think clearly
and weigh up the other choices, look at any other options she had to help
her get out of this.

   Number one she could refuse to go back.  Suddenly she felt sick, her
stomach in a knot, the bile rising, tears increasing.  If it were bad when
he'd first confronted her about the cheating and the things she'd written
in her diary, now it would be infinitely worse.  If it ever got out that
she'd let him whip her, fuck her in the behind, film her masturbating, do
all the things they'd done, her life would be so totally over she couldn't
even begin to think about it.  She'd have to change her name, run away,
disappear forever.  Scratch that option!

   Number two she could beg him to let her go, beg him to stop making her
do all the horrible things he'd done to her although today he hadn't really
done anything horrible but still he had before that so maybe he would
again. Of course if she begged him to let her go he'd probably get angry,
probably do more of the horrible things, probably hurt her again.  Scratch
that choice!!

   Number three.  Number three?  She could do what he said but have
attitude.  Not enjoy it.  Make it hard for him.  Which of course would only
make it hard for her because as soon as she did that he'd be onto her. 
Scratch three!!!

   That was it really because number four was the only option left.  Option
four was continuing to do what she'd done today, totally obey him and make
sure she did everything in her stupid slave contract.  It meant being a
complete slut, making sure she was as perfect a sex slave as she could
possibly be.  For now that's what she'd have to do.  This brought on a
renewed bout of crying but eventually the flow of tears dried up, leaving
her feeling empty and defeated.

   It was too early to go to bed but she needed something to occupy
herself, something so she'd be able to stop thinking about all the horrid
things happening to her.  Dragging herself from her bed she turned on her
computer to check her emails.  Maybe Kel had found someway to send her an e
from camp or maybe Marcia had sent one.  That's what she really needed, to
be able to talk to either of them.  Nothing.  Well that wasn't true, as
always there were a few dozen unopened emails in her inbox.  Most of course
were spam that she normally deleted without even looking at but tonight
maybe they'd help take her mind off her problems.

   Online Prescription Medicine - boring - delete.

   Win Lotto - as if - delete.

   Mature Women to Fuck - no way - delete.

   Viagra - boring - delete.

   What's Your Credit Rating - zero - delete.

   Animal Sex - yuck, delete.

   Hung guys - why not -

   She allowed this one to load and found a web address
www.extrabighugecocks.com in big letters at the top with three pictures
underneath.  Janet had looked at emails like this before but up till now
she didn't really have anyway of comparing.  Wow!  The cocks were probably
twice as thick as Richie's and definitely longer.  In the first picture a
white woman was sucking a black guy and she only had the head of his cock
in her mouth which was stretched so wide it looked like her lips were going
to split open.  As Janet stared at the picture wondering what it would feel
like to suck a cock that big she unconsciously opened her mouth, mimicking
the woman in the picture.  Nope.  She didn't think she'd like it because it
felt really uncomfortable stretching so wide, the woman probably wouldn't
be able to move her tongue around his cock and there was no way Janet would
be able to get something that big in her throat.  In the next picture the
woman was being fucked in her pussy and in the last one the guy had his
cock in the woman's bum.  Maybe having a cock that big in her pussy would
be okay if she had lots of time to get used to it but she was pretty sure
she wouldn't want anything bigger than Richie's cock in her bum - delete.

   Young cunts -

   They weren't really young.  Well not as young as she was even if they
had their hair in pigtails and were wearing cheerleader uniforms.  Plus
their not so young cunts were all blurred so you couldn't really see
anything and there weren't any guys in the pictures - delete.

   Sapphic Teens - she hovered over the link for a few seconds before
clicking it.  She thought this meant lesbians and wasn't really interested
in girls but -

   She was right, it was lesbian but this one wasn't the normal full-on
graphic porn site.  The pictures looked arty, with a soft focus and
although in some of the shots you could see their pussies, the girls
weren't holding them open or anything like that.  Maybe this was what they
called soft porn.  There was lots of kissing - on the mouth, boobs and down
below.  Also, the girls who were all really pretty actually looked like
normal teens.  In fact they looked like they were her age and maybe even
younger.  She browsed the site for a while wondering if the girls in the
photos really liked posing and playing with each other or if they were
forced to do it.  They sure looked like they were enjoying it.

   So it went, mostly deleting but occasionally stopping to look at the
pictures, some of which she viewed in a different light with her newfound
knowledge of sex.  There were only three emails that she didn't delete, all
from friends.  Two were chain e's that friends had forwarded so she quickly
scanned them, followed the instructions and sent them on to some of her
contacts.  Last thing she need was more bad luck!  The final one was from
Richard.  She stared at it for at least five minutes before she finally
moved the cursor to it, holding her breath as it opened.

   hi j, hope dinner wasn't boring.  u still have that picnic basket for
2morrow?  cya r

   Picnic basket!  Relief!  She'd assumed the email was going to be telling
her to do something like masturbate or ...  something degrading like that.
The basket should be somewhere downstairs.  Good idea.  She could load it
with some fruit and some of the leftovers from dinner before going over in
the morning.  Probably should take a blanket also.

   She hit the reply to sender button and then stared at the screen for
another five minutes, unsure how to respond.  Finally she decided that
copying his style was the safest thing to do.

   Hi R, It was ok.  Think we do.  Will chek in morning.  cya J

   She hit the send button and when the email disappeared from her screen
she noticed his name again about five emails below the one she'd just
replied to.  It was the email he'd sent her the other day, the one with the
links to the pictures and to the movie of her masturbating.  Although she
hadn't actually watched the movie the other day she probably should delete
the email anyway.

   For the next few minutes she prevaricated, getting edgier and edgier
with her indecision.  She wanted to check out the movie but was so scared
of what it would be like that she couldn't bring herself to click on the
link.  Eventually the screensaver started up and taking that as a sign she
stood up, deciding she might as well go to bed.  Trouble was that now she
was feeling really wired.  She'd have to do something to burn off some
energy if she was going to be able to sleep.  Exercise!  It was too late to
go for a run but she could do a workout.

   Normally she'd do it downstairs where there was more room but she could
do it in her bedroom particularly if she used one of her less strenuous
videos.  She grabbed one and put it in the machine.  The skirt she was
wearing was really too tight for exercising so she slipped it off and also
took of her top.  That was one of the good things about having a video and
TV in her room, she could do a work out in bra and panties.  She'd been at
it for about ten minutes when she heard her parents.

   "Hon, you still up?"

   "Of course she is dear.  She's working out.  Can't you hear?"

   "I can hear music but she might have fallen asleep with a CD on,
mightn't she?"

   "Trust me that music isn't any CD she'd be voluntarily listening to. 
It's one of her workout tapes."

   Janet hit the pause button on the video as she guiltily looked at her
computer worried that somehow the movie of her masturbating might have
started playing by itself!  Of course it hadn't and the screen saver was
still active.  She opened the door, poking her head around to find her
parents smiling at her, her dad behind her mum with his arms wrapped around
her, his head on her shoulder

   "We just wanted to say sweet dreams and thank you for getting everything
ready tonight."

   "Hey that's okay mom, no probs."

   "Well we're off to bed.  Love you darling."

   "Love you too mom."

   "Night hon.  Now don't do too much exercising before going to bed will
you?"

   "No dad, only going to do a few minutes more.  Night."

   Closing the door she started the video again but almost immediately
stopped it.  The workout wasn't going to work!  It wasn't going to calm her
down.  She had to watch the movie.  Had to see what it looked like, had to
see how terrible it was.  Scrolling to the email she opened it then,
momentarily closing her eyes, she clicked the mouse on the web address,
opening the site.  There were all those sexy pictures of her and there was
the link to the video.  She closed her eyes again and with one more click
started the video.  Suddenly her own voice filled her head through the
earphones and, startled, she opened her eyes.

   "Hi.  My name is Janet Sheen ...  um ...  sex slave.  This sex slave is
a cum slut, a cocksucker and a, a dirty cunt.  This sex slave loves being
fucked in the cunt and in the arse.  She loves sucking cocks.  This slutty
sex slave is a fuck toy and she licks cocks and licks arse.  She is only
good for fucking, for being fucked.  She is going to play with her hot cunt
and do it until she comes.  Because she's a ...  a disgusting, worthless
slut."

   Janet had been preparing herself to be disgusted, angry, even horrified
by the video but after the initial shock of seeing herself on screen she
wasn't any of these things.  Instead she found herself spellbound as she
listened to this girl proclaiming what a slut she was.  This wasn't her,
couldn't be her even if it looked like her because it was so real.  This
girl meant it, she wasn't pretending, wasn't saying this because she was
being forced to.  She was obviously saying it because that's what she was.

   That wasn't the only thing that had Janet transfixed.  The girl looked
so interesting, far more interesting than Janet could ever be.  This girl
was so sexy or maybe it was erotic as she smiled at the camera saying all
these incredible things.  Then the girl was moving up the bed, obviously
not embarrassed or self-conscious about being naked.  If anything it looked
like she loved being naked, even loved having the camera on her.  She
positioned herself at the top of the bed, smiling at the camera as she
spread her legs so the camera could see not only her pussy but also her bum
hole.  A month ago Janet wouldn't have given a second thought to her bum
apart from it's size and she'd certainly never looked at it like this. 
She'd never looked at anyone's bum hole until this week.  It was an area
that you ignored, but now after what she'd been through, after having his
cock in her bum and even more than that, after having licked his bum hole
and having him lick her ...  well ...  she'd have thought it would look
gross but it didn't.  It was interesting, the girl's bum ...  no, the
girl's arsehole looked interesting, not gross.

   Then the girl did something so hot that Janet instinctively put a hand
between had legs and cupped her pussy.  On screen the girl had licked her
finger in a really sensual way before bringing it down to her pussy,
pushing it between the folds of her labia and into her cunt.  Fuck!

   With her free hand Janet hit the pause icon as her other hand pressed
into her pussy.  There she was, frozen on screen, eyes half closed and a
finger in her cunt.  She was torn.  She knew she should be disgusted by
this but she wasn't, she was fascinated, drawn to this girl, wanting to
watch her all the way through.  Not just watch because as she cupped her
pussy she realised that she wanted to masturbate, she wanted to get herself
off as she watched.  She stared at the screen, tussling with her problem.
It seemed wrong to be masturbating to this but ...  but she was really
tense tonight.  Yes, that was it.  After all she normally masturbated
before going to bed and if she got herself off she'd sleep better.  It
didn't really matter what she used to help get herself off, did it.

   Having reached a decision, the rest was easy.  Lifting her hips she
quickly skimmed off her panties then undid her bra, before settling into
the chair again, this time completely naked.  Still not right though.  She
nervously glanced at her door before bringing her feet up, resting them on
the desk on either side of the keyboard so that her legs were spread wide.
Looking down at her pussy she could see that in this position the lips were
spread open and her clit was already starting to show, just like the girl
on the screen.  Hitting the play icon she started watching again and soon
she was mimicking the girl on screen, the only real difference being that
she kept her eyes open.

   She trailed her fingers between her pussy lips a few times feeling the
wetness.  Then, following her onscreen tutor, she started brushing her
fingernails along her thighs and stomach.  She loved doing this, keeping
her touch really light so that it almost tickled.  She teased herself,
letting the sensations build as an occasional shiver shimmied through her
body.  Of course this was only teasing, not the real thing and eventually
she needed more.

   Finally the girl's fingers returned to her pussy, stroking the lips,
opening them out even more, teasing the wet inner area and starting to work
on her swollen clit.  Janet followed suit and when the girl on screen
brought her other hand into play, Janet did the same.  However while the
girl on screen started with only one finger in her pussy, Janet immediately
used two.  She also tried something new.  In the past she'd really only
ever pushed her fingers in and out but Richard had done more than that and
Janet imitated him.  She started corkscrewing her fingers, and copied the
scissoring thing he did where he flicked his fingers against each other. 
Wow!  It seemed to double the feeling, sending little jolts through her
body with each flick.

   As Janet fingered herself and played with her clit, building towards a
climax, she could tell that the girl on screen was also getting closer. 
Janet watched as the camera panned up the girls body, the muscles on her
stomach clearly outlined, her boobs with their engorged nipples heaving and
then her face, mouth opening, tongue licking her lips.  Then the girl
caught her bottom lip between her teeth and chewed on it, something that
Janet was conscious she sometimes did when she was playing with herself. 
Wow that looked really hot!  Suddenly the camera zoomed out and Janet saw
that the girl's whole body was moving in a sexy dance.  The girl now had
two fingers pistoning in and out of her pussy while the index finger of her
other hand was moving so fast across her clit that the image was blurred.

   Then it happened, the girl on tape came, crying out, and as she came,
Janet came with her, the only difference being that Janet managed to stifle
any cries, her natural conditioning kicking in to ensure her parents didn't
hear her.  As her climax raced through her body her instinct was to close
her eyes so she could lose herself in the pleasure of the moment but she
resisted, keeping them half open so she could watch the girl on screen.  If
anyone had told her that this was what she looked like when she orgasmed
she'd have denied it, said not possible.  But it was possible.  It was her
body that was twitching, squirming, shuddering with her climax.  It looked
truly amazing, really sexy in ways she could never have imagined.

   As she watching through hooded eyes, her own body was going through the
same aftermath and it felt like she was sharing the experience with her on
screen persona.  Nice.

   Then Richard's voice interrupted and reaching forward, she hit the
pause. There didn't seem to be much use in watching anymore and besides,
she wanted to enjoy the post orgasmic bliss a little longer without his
voice interrupting, reminding!

   Eventually her legs started to complain about being stretched up on the
desk so, reluctantly, she slid her fingers out of her pussy and sat up. 
She looked around for a tissue to clean her fingers like she normally did
but then stopped.  Bringing her hand in front of her face she twisted it
around, examining the shiny wetness on her first and second fingers.  She
slowly brought them closer to her nose taking in the tangy hot pussy smell
and then quickly, before her better judgement could interfere she opened
her mouth and sucked them in.

   Yes!  Wow, it was such a great taste.  During all the years of playing
with herself she'd assumed it was yucky but it wasn't.  Taking her time she
licked away every last trace.  No wonder Richard seemed to like going down
on her!  She was tempted to put her fingers back in her pussy to collect
more but resisted ...  might be going a bit too far to do that.

   Richard.  Shit.  She wasn't meant to come without his permission. 
Although there was no way he could know so that was okay but still she
probably shouldn't have done it.  Okay, she'd get rid of the email and the
website so she wouldn't be tempted again.

   The website!  It was still there!  On the internet for the whole world
to see and there was no way she could get rid of it.  How could she have
forgotten that?  He had to take it down.  Now.  It was late but she'd have
to call now except ...  there was something wrong.  She was staring at the
site and something was wrong with it.  The address bar.  It didn't say
www.janetsheen.com.  It was c:\windows\rics\index.html.  But on the email
it said www.janetsheen.com.  She went back to the email and was about to
click on the link again when she noticed that as her mouse hovered over it
the status bar read c:\windows\rics\index.html.

   The bastard!  There was no website.  Well at least not on the net. 
Maybe there was though.  Opening a new browser window she quickly typed in
www.janetsheen.com.  Nothing - all that came up was the search page. 
Opening explorer she navigated to c:\windows\rics\ and sure enough, she
found a bunch of files including the pictures of her and the movie.  She
wasn't sure if she should be relieved or angry.  Both!  Switching to her
email program she deleted his email.  Back in explorer she hovered over the
rics folder.  She should delete it except that no one else knew it was
there.  Well no one but Richard.

   Ten seconds later she'd dragged the folder to another location.  Now she
was the only person who knew where the pics and movie were and if she ever
needed to look at them again she could.  Not that she thought she ever
would but still, you never knew.

   Shutting her computer down she stood, stretching her arms out as she
rolled her head around.  Now she was ready for bed, feeling a lot more
relaxed after playing with herself and also feeling very relieved to know
that he hadn't actually put all those pictures on the net.  Looking over at
her pj's she decided to leave them off.  Tonight she felt like sleeping
nude.

   Not too far away Richard was also getting ready for bed.  Although he
was tired, he wasn't sure that he was really ready to go to sleep.  Earlier
he'd told himself he wouldn't jerk off tonight because now that he had
Janet, he didn't need to.  After all he'd already come three times today
which was about twice more than he normally did so it wasn't that he needed
to get off, was it.  Yep, three time!  Down her throat, in her pussy and
finally in her mouth!

   Of course remembering this only made it harder.  Well started to make
his cock harder that is.  How stupid.  Just because he was having sex
didn't mean he shouldn't jerk off if he felt horny.  He liked jerking off.
Maybe not as much as he liked fucking and being sucked by his slave but it
was still a pretty amazing thing to be able to do.

   Sitting down at his computer he fired up the browser, heading for a web
page that normally had some good hardcore movie links.  He was about to
click on one that promised a teen gangbang when he stopped.  Why watch a
twenty five year old teen pretending to come when he could watch his Janet
playing with herself.  Sometimes he was such a dope.

   Ten seconds later he had Janet Sheen filling his screen about to jerk
off just for him.  As she said was a cum slut, that she loved to be fucked,
that she loved sucking cocks he had to resist the temptation to grab his
cock, jerk it a few times and come all over the monitor.  This had to be
the hottest clip he'd ever watched.  Which was what he was determined to
do, watch the whole clip and time himself so he came at the end, not the
beginning!

   So instead of grabbing his cock and jerking away, he lightly stroked it
with his fingertips, occasionally brushing his thumb over the
super-sensitive head.  He sometimes did this when he was reading a really
hot story or watching a great clip because doing it like this let him last
as long as he wanted.  After a while it did become a sort of exquisite
torture but when he finally came it tended to be better than normal.  The
intensity of the feelings was heightened and they seemed to last longer. 
If it weren't that he was normally impatient to get off, he'd probably jerk
off like this all the time.

   As Janet got closer to coming, Richard changed his style.  Now he held
the shaft in his right hand, not too tightly but tight enough to provide
the extra friction needed to push him over the top.  He pulled the skin
back and forth over the steel like inner shaft, his thumb lengthwise along
the top, brushing the head with each stoke.  On screen, the camera was now
on her beautiful face.  Her eyes were closed but it was her mouth that was
the focus of his attention.  She was sucking on her lips, running her
tongue over them.  Awesome.  This was so much better than most if not all
the clips he downloaded.  This looked real, not fake like most of the
internet stuff looked except for maybe some of the amateur girls.  Of
course it looked real ...  it was!  He'd filmed it, so he knew that she was
really getting off, he knew she was really getting close to coming, just
like he was now.

   The camera zoomed out and as he moved his hand faster on his cock, her
fingers were moving faster in her cunt and across the top of her pussy as
she played with her clit.  Then as she started moaning, he felt it
starting. He tensed his lower body, holding off as long as he could till
she started crying out and then he let go, letting his come spurt up into
the air as he joined her cries.

   He was a glorious mess, come on his stomach, thighs and covering his
hand but he didn't care.  What a wank!  It had felt like his balls were
going to literally explode.  As he heard his voice asking her questions, he
reached up to turn it off.  Boring really.

   Wow, he was exhausted now.  He'd have no trouble getting to sleep
tonight after that.  Grabbing a towel he wiped the come of his body then
flopped naked onto his bed, to exhausted to even worry about getting into
his PJ's.  

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