Message-ID: <51322asstr$1117890604@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Mail-Format-Warning: No previous line for continuation: Wed Aug 14 16:30:23 2002Return-Path: <fantasystories2000@yahoo.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com DomainKey-Signature: a=rsa-sha1; q=dns; c=nofws; s=s1024; d=yahoo.com; h=Message-ID:Received:Date:From:Subject:To:MIME-Version:Content-Type:Content-Transfer-Encoding; b=r86dCUyhl9wgA7c23wHzCeaqBNCY+P4GwxAyb29bOHfLI4lklIqGGaZ+X87erLgnibQW1ScN7xYVbTSdB1UXHAL0Bdm9MeXukjmvVfalIEafBbJcSvKCJ7N9O01XoQO1giXmBRKKw1HA+Q0xIRJ/f6sXiUXGJq/t6F94vnmDTGk= ; X-Original-Message-ID: <20050603225059.80918.qmail@web50101.mail.yahoo.com> From: Fantasy Story <fantasystories2000@yahoo.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 3 Jun 2005 15:50:59 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} Schoolgirl Slave Chapter 11 Lines: 526 Date: Sat, 4 Jun 2005 09:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2005/51322> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, hoisingr Schoolgirl Slave By Fantasy Stories (c) FantasyStories2000 Chapter 11 - Runaway He rested on top of her for a few minutes, his head cushioned by her beautiful boobs, until his breathing was under control and he was confident his legs would hold him up again. Now he knew why most people fucked lying down. It was hard to remain standing after coming! Your legs totally gave out on you. Pushing himself up he looked down at where they were still joined. As he slowly slid his cock out of her cunt he could see it was smeared with his come and her juice. Awesome! It looked so fucking good with their combined juices on it, incontrovertible proof that after years of fantasizing about it he really was fucking Janet Sheen. There was no doubt that this morning was proving to be a brilliant one! Waking to a blowjob, having his naked slave make breakfast for him, discovering that he loved the taste of pussy and then having a morning fuck. Life was so totally perfect and there was a lot of day left in which to do even more with her. In some ways Janet would have been happy if he'd left her tied to the table. After coming three times she was feeling truly satisfied and more than a little bit exhausted. Even having his cock in her and him coming in her again hadn't really been a problem. Although she hadn't come, his cock, the feel of it deep inside her had felt good, although she knew it shouldn't have. However once he'd pulled out, he moved around the table, untying her, taking the cuffs off, finally taking off her blindfold and she knew she'd have to get up. She took a moment to stretch her limbs, not able to really look at him now she had her sight back, before she climbed off the table and went down on her knees. She knew what she had to do and wasn't going to risk even more of his punishments. Besides she thought as she started to lick his cock and balls clean of their combined juice she really didn't mind the taste. It was nice, well naughty and nice she thought, almost giggling. And it was so much better than his punishments. "That's a good slave. You're learning. Umm, yeah. Lick my balls clean." There was something overwhelming about watching her clean him like this and each time she'd done it he'd wanted it to go on forever. All too soon she'd licked his balls and pubes clean and she now had half his cock in her mouth, her cheeks hollowed as she gently sucked on him. Holding her head he started guiding her mouth. "Put your hands behind your back. Now leave them there." With her hands behind her something felt different Janet thought, sucking as hard as she could, her tongue rubbing against his shaft. At first she wasn't sure what it was then she worked it out. The other times because she could use her hands when she'd had to suck him she'd felt she had a degree of control of the situation even though he was forcing her to do it. But with her hands behind her back and his hands gripping her head, she had no control. She was just a mouth ... a hole for him to use. That was it, he was fucking her mouth ... her face. Her heart plummeted again as the truth that in the last twenty-four hours she had become a thing, a slut to be fucked in the mouth, the pussy and even the bum struck home. With each stroke he pulled her head a fraction of an inch deeper onto his cock, feeling his cockhead brush further across the roof of her mouth each time. Then he felt her trying to pull back against his hands and he figured he must have reached her throat. He was pretty sure this wasn't the best position to be in to try to get his cock into her throat but he wanted to see what would happen anyway. He'd read about gag reflex in some stories on the net plus seen it in action on vids he'd downloaded. Now he wanted to see what would happen if he actually tried to fuck her throat. For the next few strokes he was careful not to go to far, waiting for her to relax again, then he did it, pulling hard on her head, watching as an extra inch of his cock disappeared and he could feel his cockhead pressing against what he assumed was her throat. Janet panicked, gagging as his cock bumped against her throat. Her hands came around to his thighs, instinctively pushing him away as her head jerked back, her mouth pulling off his cock. She spluttered convulsively as her eyes watered. "Shit! Bad slave. Bad cocksucker. That's going to cost you. I told you to leave your hands behind your fucking back. Okay, you can put that in your book along with a couple of things from before. Let's see, you didn't call me master at least twice and also you told me to stop sucking your clit. Naughty. You never tell me to stop something. And you never take your mouth off my cock like you just did. Understand cocksucker?" "Yes master, sorry master. It was choking." He patted her on the head like you would a pet dog. "There, there. You poor little slut. You'll just have to learn not to choke won't you cocksucker? Cause I want my cock all the way in your fucking mouth when you suck it from now on. Okay, write it up in the book then come into the family room. There's a video I want you to watch. Deep Throat. You'd better watch it carefully cause later you're going to show me what you've learned." "Yes master." Deep Throat. She had a pretty good idea what it was going to be about and she was pretty certain she wasn't going to like it. She was right. She didn't like the movie both for what it was about which seemed impossible to her and also because the movie seemed really old and naff. But she watched carefully, trying to work out how Linda did it without choking to death. He'd left her to watch it by herself, telling her to come up to his room when it was over so she could show him what she'd learnt. It was so hard to go up though knowing what he was going to make her do. She just knew she wouldn't be able to do it and then he'd hit her. The trouble was that if she didn't go up, if he came down and discovered her waiting down here he'd also hit her. No choice. While Janet was watching the video Richard had gone for a quick swim and then started doing some work on the photos he'd taken yesterday, downloading them then touching them up to make sure she couldn't be recognised. Last thing he needed was someone from school downloading a pic of her and recognizing her. That would really blow this. Still he was going to have a great private collection of photos of Janet by the time this was all over even if there were some he couldn't post. And he'd already decided what to do for the next series. He was so engrossed in his work that he didn't hear her come up the stairs. She stood in the doorway, arms by her side, waiting for him to notice her. When after a while he didn't turn around, she cleared her throat. "Oh, didn't see you there." When he'd turned he was smiling at her but the smile quickly disappeared and now he was looking angry. At first she couldn't work out what was wrong. He'd told her to come up after watching the video, she hadn't spoken without permission, she wasn't trying to cover herself up. Shit. She'd forgotten to kneel. Within seconds she was on her knees in the position with her hands on her thighs. "Too late. That'll be a punishment slave. So, you've finished the video?" "Yes master." "Ready to try? Well?" "I ... your slave doesn't know if she'll be able to do it." "Then my fucking stupid slave will just have to keep trying till she can, won't she. Maybe I can think of a few things that will help you. You know, like a few slaps on your bum if you don't do it. Or maybe on your tits?" "No master. I mean ... your slave means. Sorry master. Your slave means she'll try her best master." "Good. And if your best isn't good enough I'll just have to keep punishing you till it is won't I? And to help, I'll make the punishment bigger each time till you finally learn how to do it because you want to be a good cocksucker don't you slave." "Yes master." "Thought so! But before you show me how you can deep throat me there's something else I want you to do. I want you to play with yourself while I watch. So get up on the bed. I want you to masturbate till you come. Okay?" "Yes master." A reprieve! Well that's what it felt like she thought as she crawled to the bed and clambered onto it. She'd make this last as long as possible, make it as good as she could, make him so hot that maybe he'd want to fuck her instead of making her suck him. It wasn't much, but at least it was something to cling to she thought as she positioned herself leaning against the bed head, her legs spread wide with her feet up near her bum. Closing her eyes to help block out where she was she brought her hands down to the inside of her thighs and started brushing her fingers over them, her touch so light it was almost not there. But it was there enough to send a shiver through her. Click. Her eyes flew open to see Richard at the foot of the bed with a camera pointed at her. Without thinking she covered her boobs, brought her legs together and twisted to one side. "What are you doing?" "Taking some pics." "No way." "What?" "No way. You're not taking any photos of me. Fuck!" Instantly they were at an impasse, both of them glaring at each other, but it was an impasse that Richard knew he couldn't afford to lose. He cursed himself for not realizing that she's be pissed off if she knew he was taking photos of her like this. He'd forgotten that she didn't know about yesterday's photos. But he wasn't going to let her stop him, no way. He'd show her who was in charge. Putting the camera back on his desk he sat on the edge of the bed, facing away from her, patting the bed alongside him. "Come down here." Warily she moved down alongside him. "In your ready position slave. No stay on the bed but kneel in position. Hands behind your back. That's right." He half turned towards her and reached out to fondle her boobs, gently stroking them and holding them. "They're so beautiful. So fucking beautiful." Janet wasn't sure what was happening. He'd gotten rid of the camera but it seemed too easy. As he started to tweak her nipple she remembered she was meant to thank him when he said things about her. "Thank you master." "That's okay slave. Umm. Whose boobs are they?" "What?" "Whose boobs are they?" "They're my ... they're your boobs master." "Yep, they're my boobs." His hand moved down rubbing her stomach, her thighs and then cupping her between her legs. "And whose cunt is this slave?" "Your cunt master? Uhh." He'd slipped two fingers into her. For a while he fucked her with his fingers, digging them in as far as he could. She was still wet from their earlier fuck so when he pulled his fingers out they were covered with their combined juice. "Well slave my fingers seem to be covered with come and cunt juice. Whose come?" "Yours master." "And whose cunt juice?" "Yours master." Bringing his fingers up to her mouth he smeared the combined juices over her lips and chin. "That's right cunt because you're mine. Every part of your slutty body is mine, isn't it? Isn't it cunt?" "Yes master." When he pushed his fingers into her mouth she dutifully sucked them clean. "No bitch. Tell me. Don't just fucking say yes master." "My slutty body is yours master. Uhh." He'd jammed his fingers back into her cunt, getting more juice on them. "So if I want to take pictures of your fucking slutty body while you play with your cunt then I can. Because you fucking belong to me. Right cunt." "Yes master." "You're starting to piss me off now. I want to hear you fucking say it cunt!" "You can take pictures of me, of my slutty body while I masturbate. I mean play with my cunt master." This time he wiped his fingers over her cheeks and forehead. "Here you go fucktoy. Some make up. Now ask me. Ask me to take pictures of you." "Please master take pictures of me playing with myself. Please master." "Hmm. Not all that convincing. Tell you what, I'm just going to get something. When I get back I want you to beg me. And I want it dirty, really dirty and convincing. Okay?" "Yes master." "Because if it isn't ..." As he left the room she started shaking. One minute everything was fine, well maybe not fine but not horrible like it was now. Now she was calling herself names and agreeing to let him take picture of her masturbating. Names. She had to think of things to say so he wouldn't hurt her when he came back because he seemed really angry, cold and angry with her this time. Richard had just remembered that his parents had decided not to take their movie camera with them. It took a while to get it out and make sure he had a tape he could use so he was gone for about ten minutes. When he returned she was still kneeling on the end of the bed. She stared wide-eyed at the camera but didn't say anything. "I thought why take still pics of my slave's body when I can film her playing with her cunt. So let's make a film slut. Your first porno! Any objections?" "No master." "Good. Here's what we'll do. When I start filming, first you say who you are. That'd be Janet Sheen, sex slave. Then you say what you are. Cum slut, cocksucker, fuck toy, whore, all those things. Then maybe say what you like doing, what you're good for. Sucking cock, being fucked in the cunt and fucked in the arse, licking arse. Then what you're going to do. Masturbate your slimy cunt till you come like a slut. And make it good. Believable. Or we'll do it again and again till you do. Okay cunt?" "Yes master." "Cause if we have to do it more than a couple of times then I'll probably think you're fucking up on purpose and have to punish you ... a lot. So, smile for the camera fuckface." Somehow she managed to force a smile onto her face. "Good. And when you've said it all you can get back up there and start jerking off. Okay rolling. Start talking cunt." "Hi ... I'm Janet Sheen and, and I'm a slave, a sex slave. I love having sex, um, and sucking cock. I'm a slut, a cum slut and a cocksucker. I'm going to masturbate until I come." "Cut, cut, cut. That was fucking pathetic. Shit. Do you really want me to punish you, is that it you stupid slut?" "No, I'm sorry master. I couldn't remember it all. Really. Please let me try again, I'll be better I promise master." With his free hand he reached out and captured the nipple on her right boob and holding it tightly, twisted it. "Ahhh." "And stop saying I. It's this slave or your slave, not I." "Ohh, sorry master. Yes master." "Okay, let's try again. Ready?" "Yes master." "Action." "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." Awesome, totally awesome and a totally major turn on. Especially watching her through the camera. With his free hand he waved at her to move back up the bed into position, following her with the camera. Janet didn't care anymore. She felt so dirty, such a slut now that it wouldn't have mattered what he'd wanted her to do, she'd have smiled and done it. Probably crying at the same time for what she'd become. She positioned herself against the bed head, legs again spread wide, her pussy on view for his camera. Bringing her right index finger up to her mouth she licked it making sure it was wet and, once again closing her eyes, trying to block out the world, she started masturbating. It was amazing watching her through the camera. It was more invasive, more controlling observing her like this as she started to move her fingers through her slit. Zooming in so that he could catch every little detail he watched spellbound. She started by stroking her wet finger through her slit from just below her cunt to above her clit. After doing this about half a dozen times she left her pussy alone and moved to her thighs, brushing the inside of them with the fingers of both hands. It was so delicate that it looked like she was barely touching herself. After a while the area she was stroking widened to include her groin area, then the tops of her hips and finally her flat stomach. As she continued stroking herself with this feathery touch, every so often she'd shiver and he'd see goose bumps breakout on her body. This went on forever and Richard was about to tell her to hurry up, thinking she was maybe stalling when, with the index fingers of both hands, she started playing with the silky blonde hairs on her sparse bush. It didn't even look like she was touching her skin, just the hairs on her mound, her touch was so light. He almost missed the next development, thinking at first that the tiny noises he kept hearing were the bed squeaking, but after the first couple he realised that it was her, making tiny moaning noises. She didn't spend too long playing with her bush, moving her fingers down along the outside of her pussy lips, stroking them and pushing them together before she finally pulled them apart completely revealing her glistening pink inner lips. Then she was stroking her fingers over her inner lips, getting them wet with her juices. The way she was going, this video was going to provide him with jerk off material for the rest of his life! "Ohhh." This time there was no mistaking her moan as she brushed a fingertip over her clit. When she'd started touching herself it had been hidden but at some stage it had appeared, poking out of it's hood like a tiny, smooth, shiny pearl. For a while she seemed to concentrate on her clit, just using one finger that she occasionally dipped into her pussy folds to keep wet as she continued to softly moan. "Ahhh." Now the pace was picking up and she slid the index finger of her other hand inside her cunt and started slowly working it in and out, gradually increasing speed. As she worked her fingers in her cunt and over her clit, he moved the camera slowly up her body. The muscles on her stomach were clenching and releasing in counterpoint to her finger fucking. Her chest was started to rise and fall drawing instant attention to her firm boobs with their wonderful hard nipples. Finally, her mouth and lips were looking more erotic than he could have ever imagined. It looked as though she was chewing on them, first the bottom lip then the top lip and every so often her tongue would poke out and lick wetly over them. Shit, this was awesome. "Oh yes." He zoomed out so he could get all her body. She now had two fingers pistoning inside her while the other hand was brushing back and forth across her clit so fast it was a blur. Her hips and whole lower body was squirming as she obviously moved closer and closer to a climax. And all on tape! "Ahh. Yes. Oh, shit. Yes. Ohhhh, god. Ohh, wow. Yeah." She'd done it. Masturbated for him till she came. Fucking amazing! Shit he wished he could tell someone about this. This really deserved to be shared although he knew that he'd never be able to. Even watching her come down from her orgasm was great. She was holding her pussy with both hands. It looked like she still had her fingers inside her and every twenty seconds or so she tense up, shake and then moan. Wow. Maybe she was having multiple orgasms. They weren't multiple orgasms, something Janet was yet to experience, just the sort of aftershocks she sometimes had after a really good session. And this had been a good session because she'd basically thought fuck him, she was going to enjoy this for as long as possible. And she wasn't even going to open her eyes till he made her, which of course happened almost as soon as she thought that. "So what are you thinking about when you're getting yourself off?" She slowly opened her eyes, not quite sure what he was asking. "What master?" "When you play with yourself, what do you think about. You know, like who do you think about. I think about you a lot when I jerk off. Bet you didn't know that." She just stared at him, a thousand thoughts suddenly racing through her mind. Normally when she masturbated she fantasized about her boyfriend or a potential boyfriend or someone famous making love to her. But this time she'd unknowingly fantasized about him, the person who'd been raping her. It had somehow crept up on her as she lay there. Lay there performing for him like a slut, a bitch in heat! No. This was wrong. It was all so wrong, made even more so because what she'd been thinking about wasn't him raping and hurting her. She'd being remembering him caressing her, kissing her and licking her. She'd been remembering how amazing his cock had felt inside her, how mind blowing it had been just a couple of hours ago when he'd brought her to those orgasms with his tongue. "Hello? Anyone there? Hello slave?" "I've got to go." "What?" Already she was off the bed, stepping into her skirt and picking up her top. "What the fuck are you doing? Hey. What d'you think your fucking doing?" "Going. Have to go. Have to ..." Before he could stop her she was out the door, pulling her top on, not even bother to get her shoes. He followed her, calling after her but she practically ran down the stairs and out the front door. "Come back here. Come back slave!" But she didn't and he stood at his front door, confused and naked, unable to follow as he watched his slave disappear from his life. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ This post has been reformatted by ASSTR's Smart Text Enhancement Processor (STEP) system due to inadequate formatting. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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