Jakobs Absturz Julias Aufstieg
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November5, 2003
Jake got off the bus in Times Square with Aideen Higgs, known otherwise as Kandikorn, a stripper in Tunstall, the village that housed St. Pembroke?s, Jake?s prep school.
?Now I?m going to give you the experience that you?ve been waiting for, Jake.? Aideen said this, smiling. ?You?re going to pay for dating and ditching all those townie girls?one of whom is my younger sister Janet.?
Jake snorted. ?Shut your face, you slut.? He was here for a good time, though he wasn?t sure what yet. At eighteen, it was time he started living, that was all he knew.
Aideen and Jake walked into Coaster?s Girlhaven, an adult bookstore, and she took Jake to the back, nodding in a friendly way to the Arab manager behind the counter. Jake had never seen so many pictures of naked girls?all over the magazines, on the? VCR boxes, Lordy.
?SLAVEBOIS & DOMGIRLS? screamed one of the titles of the magazines. Jake grinned at it. That was one of his secret stash?he got the subscription sent to a P.O. box in Tunstall, along with ?MISTRESS MOIRA?s MONTHLY? and ?YES MA?AM? magazines.
In seventh grade, Jake had ripped the sections on bondage and discipline out of the Penthouse Forum magazines in the back of Tunstall Drugfair,? and then later he?d moved on to more sophisticated publications. He didn?t know what it all was about, this weird, sick interest he had in girls ordering him around?
Certainly, in real life, it was the other way around. Jake grinned as he remembered? poor Janet, sneaking into his dorm room night after night to fuck him?and how he?d convinced her to fuck the other guys on the floor, and then how they?d rolled her in cow shit. What a riot!
Aideen was hot stuff, man. Watching her butt twitch in front of him in that little skirt was driving Jake wild. Why the hell can't she let me play with her boobs? She's seen me naked and done HORRIBLE shit to me...you think that would be enough, right?
Finally Aideen got Jake into the back of the store, where? the video peepshow films were, and she ordered Jake to strip naked and get into one of the booths.
?What the fuck?? Jake asked, horrified. ?You heard me? the stripper said calmly. True, Jake had, during a few paid sessions, stripped naked for Aideen and let her whip his bare ass in her seedy little apartment in the Central West End of Tunstall, otherwise known as Dumpville, but this was a little different.
?C?mon Jakie, you wuss.? Aideen said, staring straight at him. ?You want something new, right? Something new ain?t just watching the peepshows, you done that before. Take off your clothes before I rip ?em off.?
Suddenly the Arab manager walked into the back. ?Do not do dis in the boot? Aideen. Use my back room. The men are there, anyway, so??
?No, no, Bashi. The booth works fine for our little suckpig here. Take off yer fuckin? clothes!? Aideen shrieked, and Jake, aroused at the little blonde in her tiny miniskirt and halter top, obeyed.
When Jake was naked, Aideen pushed him into the booth at the far end, and Jake jumped as Aideen pulled out the chair that you were supposed to sit on to watch the flicks.
Suddenly Aideen grabbed Jake?s wrist. ?Put your hands together behind your back, I brought our handcuffs, honey.? Aideen purred this as Jake was staggered.
But obedient as always, Jake put his hands behind his back, the cuffs clicked, and then? Aideen pushed Jake to his knees in the tiny little booth.
Aideen then pulled a spraycan out of her purse and began spraying Jake all over his body, and to his horror, his chest hair and testicle patch began falling out. ?What the fuck is that?? Jake screamed.
Aideen grinned and read aloud from the spray bottle. ?Permanently remove body hair from anywhere with no discomfort, naturally, without harsh chemicals or side effects.
Perma Hair Away is a truly revolutionary product! It first slows down, and then permanently stops hair growth.
The one-of-a-kind formulation utilizes enzymatic action to inhibit hair growth by changing the structure of the hair follicle.
It is non-toxic and completely natural, so you?ll experience no discomfort or side effects from using it. Even course abundant hair can first be made finer, and then eliminated altogether?
?They say it?s better than Nair.? Aideen said as she finished the spraying job. ?Now be fortunate I don?t make you eat the hairs up off the floor of this repulsive little closet, honey.?
Suddenly Aideen stepped out of the booth and she shut the door, and Jake waited, wondering what the crazy bitch was up to.
Jake shivered, thinking of what his teammates on the St. Pembroke?s Pelicans would think?he wouldn?t be quarterback for long if they saw him like this!
The door opened, and a tall black guy wearing a green coverall with? RASPUTIN stitched in white letters on his right chest looked in. ?You the cock-sucka?? he asked.
The fuck? ?No, man, I?m just waiting for my girlfriend? Jake responded, not impolitely.
?Yo? girlfriend?? Rasputin responded, laughing. ?You dumb-ass enough to be naked on yo?knees wit yo? hands cuffed, and you think that bitch out there is you? girlfriend. Man, I just paid her five dollars so you?d suck my dick, and you gonna do it.?
Suddenly, Jake?s cock became hard, and as he looked up at Rasputin?s grinning black face, he wondered if he was turning out like Uncle Livingston.
Jake recalled the summer before when he and his sister had trailed Uncle Livingston to a public park in their town, and as they?d watched from behind a tree, Uncle Livingston had taken off his clothes and knelt on his knees in a clearing. Uncle then would slap his balls and twist his nipples and shake until men wandered into the clearing and began kicking and slapping him, and eventually pushing their dicks in his mouth.
And of course Jake?s first exposure to ?Mistress Moira?s Monthly? had been when he?d gone through Uncle Livingston?s things after reporting Uncle?s activities to Dad and having Uncle committed. Go figure, right?
But before Jake could think much further, Rasputin grabbed him by the ears and pushed a huge cock into his mouth. Jake?s throat began choking as the dick went in and out. Just outside the little vid closet he heard Aideen say, ?You were such a big skull fucker to my sister and her friends, now enjoy yourself, dickwad.?
And as Jake looked out, weeping after Rasputin shot his wad down Jake?s throat, he saw a line of stumblebums obviously culled from the? mission next door, waiting their turn for his obedient mouth. Oh Great Scott!
FEBRUARY18, 2005
Oh, it hurt! slave jakob cowered in the corner, where he had been sobbing with his pants down for the past forty minutes. He and Miss Priscilla and Lisa and Beaumont and Shirl and Jeff had been having such a nice evening.
Until Miss Priscilla had gotten annoyed because slave jakob had told an off color joke. What the hell was wrong with that? ?What?s the new African American credit card? Massa Charge? wasn?t that bad, and Jeff was maybe one fifth black, he shouldn?t have been so offended.
And they didn?t understand the nature of slave jakob?s relationship with Miss Priscilla, until of course the bitch had taken his pants down in front of the other four and whaled on his butt with her bedroom slipper.
And it was a cocktail party! Here they were, sophisticated college sophomores, and engaged, and it was great to get to know other couples from other schools.
Sure, everyone knew the story of slave jakob and Miss Priscilla here at Landon, but? how slave had hoped that they could befriend normal people elsewhere.?
Miss Priscilla had told him while she was putting on her makeup, preparing to go to this party. ?If you behave like a normal man, you?ll be treated like one.? And slave jakob at the time had snorted. ?I?m normal, of course I am. I?m a regular guy.?
Miss Priscilla had gotten up from her makeup organizer and stalked over to him, still in her ruffled beige bra and panties, as she didn?t want to get blusher on her little black dress before she went out the door. KICK!
Miss Priscilla had given it to slave jakob right in the balls, and he?d fallen over. ?You behave like a total asshole. Do it at this party, and you?ll regret it. I?m carrying my bedroom slipper in my purse.?
And of course slave jakob had fucked up, big time. As he wept in the corner, he heard his friends talking about him.
"That's fucking incredible, Pris" Lisa laughed. "I can't believe he lets you do that."
Priscilla chortled. "So what else does he let you do" came Beaumont's voice, and then Priscilla said. "No, take your hand off my leg, Beau. I have full friends with privileges rights, but you can't have any. But maybe I'll suck Jeff's dick, and make poor Jake lick his balls, what do you think of that?"
As there was a stunned silence, slave jakob buried his face in the corner, waiting to die.
SEPTEMBER 12,2006
Priscilla smiled as slave jakob stayed kneeling in the middle of the floor of the Griselda Hildersham Tibshelf Memorial Smoking Lounge in the Kappa Gamma Sade House, his lips covered in Thebalm Lip Plumper Tinted Lip Gloss while slave jakob knelt humbly.
"Come all ye freshman boys...the Little Brothers of the Kappa Gamma Sade Girls. Everywhere else, there are Little Sisters to frats, but you fellas are the Little Brothers. Come get your dicks sucked as part of this weeks Pledge Party!"
As the grinning 18 year olds crowded up to stick their dicks in the Plumped Lips of the Heisman trophy winner, his heart sank...
DECEMBER 20, 2006
slave jakob tried to move in the Hole. The Hole was about the size of a real short elevator...and who on earth would build a metal box, and put it in a pit under the Kappa Gamma Sade House?
slave jakob had been in the Hole for seventy-two hours, ever since he'd pissed off Miss Priscilla...had it been his fault? It had been his time to cum, for God's sake, he'd been jerking his willy, like he was allowed to do every Sunday, after a painful week of serving Priscilla in every way...and when he knelt before her, watching her smirk, tossing her bleached blond hair in her snug cashmere top...he'd unzipped and pulled out his willy..and began jerking.
But then, when slave jakob had been about to cum, Priscilla had stopped him. "I want proof of your devotion, slave jakob." she'd said. "I want you to prove you are dedicated to me by putting your orgasm off for a week. I know you didn't get to cum last week because of neglecting my ironing, but I want you to put it off one more week to show me how much you think of me."
slave jakob's eyes had brimmed with frustrated tears. It wasn't fair...he'd been celibate for fifteen days now...and he'd sucked Prissy's pussy daily, serviced her lovers (painful since he and Priscilla were engaged to be married the day after graduation) cleaned the rooms of every girl on Floor Eleven of KGS.
Because slave jakob was on Yellow Ribbon status--meaning he could be physically punished by any woman in the house, but not allowed sexual pleasure from any but Priscilla--it had been miserable.
Sure, it had been nice when he'd been on Green Ribbon--then he could be sexually pleasured by any woman on Floor Eleven, but not any other floor, but with Green Ribbon prohibited him being punished by anyone but Priscilla!
'Course at the time, slave jakob had been mad because he wasn't on Pink Ribbon, which would have allowed him to fool around with any girl on any floor in KGS. That Thomasine on Floor Two!
But Yellow Ribbon was the worst--Blue Ribbon was bad, where you had to suck men off, the boyfriends of any woman who ordered you...but at least there were sex privileges with the girls. But with Yellow Ribbon, he'd been beaten by a fat girl, a nutrition major appropriately, because he hadn't dusted the pictures of her cats back home! Ugh.
But poor slave jakob had been so good, hoping that he could cum. They couldn't afford a chastity device for him, so every night Priscilla had insisted on going over to slave jakob's frat house and pulling his pants down in front of all the guys doing shots and Playstation, and feeling his cock up to make sure he'd not jerked off, or been unfaithful.
And if slave jakob looked a little embarrassed or resentful, Prissy would pull him over her knee and beat his ass in front of all his smirking frat brothers! slave jakob had no friends left.
"Which is fine" Priscilla told him. "You're not going to be playing golf, or watching sports or hanging out with guys when we're married, toilet-boy. Just staying at home, filing my nails for me..."
But three days ago slave jakob had gotten mad and began arguing with Zoe about his orgasm, and his right to jerk off...and she'd hogtied him and she and her friends had dropped him in the Hole, which was pitch black.
You couldn't go to the bathroom, except by peeing or shitting on yourself, and you had to eat peanut butter on rice cakes that was dropped down...licking it up with your mouth since hands were cuffed.
slave jakob was miserable, and he could barely move around in the Hole. Dark, shit filled and cramped. How could it be worse?
Suddenly, the top to the Hole opened. slave jakob knew that the Hole was covered by a trapdoor in the KGS potato cellar. The light, though dim, came in and nearly blinded him, as slave jakob's eyes had been in total darkness.
"Miss Priscilla" slave jakob called. "Are you letting me out? I'm sorry I was whining! I'll hold off from orgasming til after we're married, if you want!"
"Shut up, dork." It was the voice of Beth on Floor Two. "Who is that, Jake Hilliard?" came Thomasine's voice. Oh God. slave jakob had such a crush on her.
"No you aren't getting out, idiot." came Beth's voice again. "But you ARE getting company!"
"No, there's no room in here!" called slave jakob. But it was too late, A naked, blindfolded form fell down next to him. Before the trapdoor shut, slave jakob saw a pretty girl with curly natural blonde ringlets, and beautiful full breasts with clothespins on the nipples.
"(Sigh) Hi, I'm Zoe." the girl said. "I'm going to be here a while, I guess.
Was his luck changing?
FEBRUARY 19, 2007
slave jakob, former winner of the North American Interfraternity Conference Undergraduate Achievement Award scrubbed the baseboard outside the Kappa Gamma Sade Party Room assidously.
He was still so upset by what Priscilla had done to him after five days in the Hole. slave jakob was a brilliant student, so missing classes had not been a problem but...
Oooh Five days in his own shit, two of them spent wedged next to that BITCHING little blonde...the Hole was too small for more than one person.
Then Priscilla had taken slave jakob out and instead of letting him masturbate with just his dick out of his pants in front of her like always...she'd made him jerk his willy stark naked and kneeling in front of all his frat brothers at Alpha Delta Tau.
For an hour, Priscilla had only allowed slave jakob to masturbate himself with his fingertips, which made it impossible for him to get any friction...and then only with the bottom of his palms.
You would have thought the frat boys would've gotten bored, but they'd stared, fascinated at their former Sergeant-At-Arms.
slave jakob had cried like a baby with frustration over not being able to make his purple, bloated, precum drooling cock explode...
Amid repeated cries of "Lo-Ser! Lo-Ser!" slave jakob had finally jerked off onto a piece of sandpaper, and then taken the cum-covered paper, crushed it in his fist and eaten it, as Priscilla and her friend Tommie had laughed uproariously at him.
Digesting sandpaper is not a cool experience, slave jakob, former Landon University Lacrosse captain reflected.
Last year he was voted Greek Member of the Year, last semester the National Society of Collegiate Scholars!
And they were throwing him out of the frat! Trent Eckington, slave jakob's best friend since the Second Form at St. Pembroke's had told slave jakob that he was an embarrassment to men, everywhere..
Elkridge Mott, who had been taught by slave jakob how to sail when they were fifteen down at Martha's Vineyard, avoided his former frat brother's eyes now!
And to think a year ago, slave jakob was the frat's representative at the Undergraduate Inter-Fraternity Leadership Institute!
Alston Bicknell, slave jakob's ex beer buddy and raquetball partner had called slave jakob "a faggot-to-be". They'd been Pledgemasters together!
And Simeon Ryerson, who edited the Landon Loudmouth with slave jakob had voted with the other editors to throw slave jakob off the staff. Sim had said "It's too creepy for words what she's done to you, Jake, man."
Sim and Trent had begged slave jakob to break up with Priscilla, but when he'd said he couldn't, they'd turned their backs on him. It mystified them, especially Trent, who had been slave jakob's wing man in the days before Priscilla...
Trent had always been jealous of slave jakob's hooking-up abilities, and now slave jakob was involved with this average looking chick who treated slave jakob like SHIT....
It gave everyone the creeps that the former player was now jerking off in front of them in the frat house.
But Priscilla had found slave jakob a cot and put it in the boiler closet where he had to share with Marjeta, the transvestite on Floor Three (how creepy).
Now, instead of playing rugby on a Sunday, slave jakob's nails were painted, a dirty cleaning rag was tied in his mouth, and he was naked except for one of Priscilla's thongs, scrubbing the baseboard of the KGS house.
Suddenly he was kicked from behind as he was scrubbing, and slave jakob looked up wrathfully.
It was Art History major Lithwick Courtenay, one of the wimpy boys that Alpha Delta Tau had admitted to the frat to help boost the grade point average.
Back in the old days, slave jakob, Sim, Alston and Trent had treated poor Lithwick with disdain, snapping their towels at him in the locker room, and laughing at his pitiful attempts to do beer bongs, or push-ups.
Lithwick had always hated but feared slave jakob who was the frat's fundraising chair, master of ceremonies, and head of the Junior Greek Council.
But now of course slave jakob was nothing but the ultimate weenie, and even Lithwick Courtenay wasn't going to treat him with respect.
"I remember when you were Rush Chair, Jake...you didn't want to let me in because I was a lightweight." Lithwick chuckled. "And now you're a sorority floor scrubbing queerio!"
slave jakob tried to look threatening, but he wasn't allowed to get up off his knees, or take the Lysol soaked rag out of his mouth...Priscilla's rules.
She'd caught him spitting it out for a moment when she'd come down an hour before, and she'd immediately caned slave jakob's cock until he'd wept.
"I got good news for you, Jake." Lithwick said. "You get to take your cloth out of your mouth, Priscilla says...for five minutes."
slave jakob spat the cloth out. "Man, oh man." he said.
"But you have to suck my dick!" Lithwick said, laughing. "I got a great blowjob and a fuck from your girlfriend, and then she said you did an even better job than she could...so here it is!"
Lithwick unzipped his fly, and grabbed slave jakob by the ear and shoved his dick in
MARCH 11, 2007
Taft shut the car door and walked across the grass, and noticed a guy--he thought it was a guy--lying on a parking space in the Kappa Gamma Sade parking lot.
Jesus, good thing I didn't park in there, I might have hit him, Taft thought. It was March, and a little chilly--Taft had his leather jacket on, but this guy---what the fuck was he wearing, no shirt and--was that a Depends adult diaper?
Taft walked a little closer and looked at the guy. The guy was lying there, not on anything but the parking lot, and his chest blue from the cold. Taft took off his Ray-Bans and rubbed his eyes and looked closer.
A kid about his age, twenty-two or so, had shaved his head, had a pacifier in his mouth, and was wearing a diaper and lying in a parking space! He looked as if he was freezing, too. But he was wide awake.
"Dude," Taft asked politely. "Are-is this a fraternity stunt? You're going to die out here on that blacktop in this weather, man." Taft was not much given to caring much for anyone but his own pampered self, but this was odd.
The bald, diapered guy looked up at him. "Oh, hey Taft...it's me, Jake, remember, Jake Hilliard? From St. Pembrokes?
I was your floor's prefect remember?, and then I just saw you last year when I got the Heisman? You wanted a football signed for your brother?"
Taft wondered whether there was something foreign in the joint he'd smoked on I-95.
"Jake? Jake the Snake? Wh-what the fuck are-are you doing, wearing that-that THING, and lying in the frickin' parking lot?" Now he noticed that Hilliard was holding a teddy bear and that his NAILS WERE PAINTED PURPLE.
"I'm holding this parking space for my wife, Priscilla." Jake the Snake, called this for his proficiency in using his snake for "bitch-bagging" back at St. Pembroke's Academy.
Though the girls of Miss Porters, Deerfield, Foxcroft and Hockaday Schools often referred to the Snake as an "Anaconda".
Taft's family had also vacationed in Cape Cod, near the Hilliards, and Jake had been a cunt-busting hell-raiser down there as well...and could drunkenly kick two guys asses at once...he was a tough stud.
Taft stared at Jake the Snake, and as he was watching, a couple of girls crossed the parking lot and stopped before the prone Snake, and one wiped her shoe off on his chest, and the other kicked him kind of hard on the leg.
"Thank you Mistresses Jessica and Hillary." The girls ignored this and walked on, and Jake went back to talking with Taft as if there had been no interruption.
The Snake said, "We just got married, Priscilla and I, but she's out with her lover, driving around in my Austin-Healey. She'll be back, and I'm just holding her parking space."
Taft peed his pants.
Jake got off the bus in
?Now I?m going to give you the experience that you?ve been
waiting for, Jake.? Aideen said this, smiling. ?You?re going to pay for dating
and ditching all those townie girls?one of whom is my younger sister Janet.?
Jake snorted. ?Shut your face, you slut.? He was here for a
good time, though he wasn?t sure what yet. At eighteen, it was time he started living, that was all he knew.
Aideen and Jake walked into Coaster?s Girlhaven, an adult
bookstore, and she took Jake to the back, nodding in a friendly way to the Arab
manager behind the counter. Jake had never seen so many pictures of naked
girls?all over the magazines, on the?
?SLAVEBOIS & DOMGIRLS? screamed one of the titles of the
magazines. Jake grinned at it. That was one of his secret stash?he got the
subscription sent to a P.O. box in Tunstall, along
with ?MISTRESS MOIRA?s MONTHLY? and ?YES MA?AM? magazines.
In seventh grade, Jake had ripped the sections on bondage
and discipline out of the Penthouse Forum magazines in the back of Tunstall
Drugfair,? and then later he?d moved on
to more sophisticated publications. He didn?t know what it all was about, this
weird, sick interest he had in girls ordering him around?
Certainly, in real life, it was the other way around. Jake
grinned as he remembered?
poor Janet, sneaking into his dorm room night after night to fuck
him?and how he?d convinced her to fuck the other guys on the floor, and then
how they?d rolled her in cow shit. What a riot!
Aideen was hot stuff, man. Watching her butt twitch in front
of him in that little skirt was driving Jake wild. Why the hell can't she let
me play with her boobs? She's seen me naked and done HORRIBLE shit to me...you
think that would be enough, right?
Finally Aideen got Jake into the back of the store, where? the video
peepshow films were, and she ordered Jake to strip naked and get into one of
the booths.
?What the fuck?? Jake asked, horrified. ?You heard me? the
stripper said calmly. True, Jake had, during a few paid sessions, stripped
naked for Aideen and let her whip his bare ass in her seedy little apartment in
the Central West End of Tunstall, otherwise known as Dumpville, but this was a
little different.
?C?mon Jakie, you wuss.? Aideen
said, staring straight at him. ?You want something new, right? Something new
ain?t just watching the peepshows, you done that before. Take off your clothes
before I rip ?em off.?
Suddenly the Arab manager walked into the back. ?Do not do
dis in the boot? Aideen. Use my back room. The men are there, anyway, so??
?No, no, Bashi. The booth works fine for our little suckpig
here. Take off yer fuckin? clothes!? Aideen shrieked, and Jake, aroused at the
little blonde in her tiny miniskirt and halter top, obeyed.
When Jake was naked, Aideen pushed him into the booth at the
far end, and Jake jumped as Aideen pulled out the chair that you were supposed
to sit on to watch the flicks.
Suddenly Aideen grabbed Jake?s wrist. ?Put your hands
together behind your back, I brought our handcuffs, honey.? Aideen purred this
as Jake was staggered.
But obedient as always, Jake put his hands behind his back,
the cuffs clicked, and then?
Aideen pushed Jake to his knees in the tiny little booth.
Aideen then pulled a spraycan out of her purse and began
spraying Jake all over his body, and to his horror, his chest hair and testicle
patch began falling out. ?What the fuck is that?? Jake screamed.
Aideen grinned and read aloud from the spray bottle.
?Permanently remove body hair from anywhere with no discomfort, naturally,
without harsh chemicals or side effects.
Perma Hair Away is a truly revolutionary product! It first
slows down, and then permanently stops hair growth.
The one-of-a-kind formulation utilizes enzymatic action to
inhibit hair growth by changing the structure of the hair follicle.
It is non-toxic and completely natural, so you?ll experience
no discomfort or side effects from using it. Even course abundant hair can
first be made finer, and then eliminated altogether?
?They say it?s better than Nair.? Aideen said as she
finished the spraying job. ?Now be fortunate I don?t make you eat the hairs up
off the floor of this repulsive little closet, honey.?
Suddenly Aideen stepped out of the booth and she shut the
door, and Jake waited, wondering what the crazy bitch was up to.
Jake shivered, thinking of what his teammates on the St.
Pembroke?s Pelicans would think?he wouldn?t be quarterback for long if they saw
him like this!
The door opened, and a tall black guy wearing a green
coverall with? RASPUTIN
stitched in white letters on his right chest looked in. ?You the cock-sucka??
he asked.
The fuck? ?No, man, I?m just
waiting for my girlfriend? Jake responded, not impolitely.
?Yo? girlfriend?? Rasputin responded, laughing. ?You
dumb-ass enough to be naked on yo?knees wit yo? hands cuffed, and you think
that bitch out there is you? girlfriend. Man, I just paid her five dollars so
you?d suck my dick, and you gonna do it.?
Suddenly, Jake?s cock became hard, and as he looked up at
Rasputin?s grinning black face, he wondered if he was turning out like Uncle
Livingston.
Jake recalled the summer before when he and his sister had
trailed Uncle Livingston to a public park in their town, and as they?d watched
from behind a tree, Uncle Livingston had taken off his clothes and knelt on his
knees in a clearing. Uncle then would slap his balls and twist his nipples and
shake until men wandered into the clearing and began kicking and slapping him,
and eventually pushing their dicks in his mouth.
And of course Jake?s first exposure to ?Mistress Moira?s
Monthly? had been when he?d gone through Uncle Livingston?s things after
reporting Uncle?s activities to Dad and having Uncle committed. Go figure,
right?
But before Jake could think much further, Rasputin grabbed
him by the ears and pushed a huge cock into his mouth. Jake?s throat began
choking as the dick went in and out. Just outside the little vid closet he
heard Aideen say, ?You were such a big skull fucker to my sister and her
friends, now enjoy yourself, dickwad.?
And as Jake looked out, weeping after Rasputin shot his wad
down Jake?s throat, he saw a line of stumblebums obviously culled from the? mission next
door, waiting their turn for his obedient mouth. Oh Great Scott!
Oh, it hurt! slave jakob cowered in
the corner, where he had been sobbing with his pants down for the past forty
minutes. He and Miss Priscilla and Lisa and Beaumont and Shirl and Jeff
had been having such a nice evening.
Until Miss Priscilla had gotten annoyed because slave jakob
had told an off color joke. What the hell was wrong with that? ?What?s the new
African American credit card? Massa Charge? wasn?t that bad, and Jeff was maybe
one fifth black, he shouldn?t have been so offended.
And they didn?t understand the nature of slave jakob?s
relationship with Miss Priscilla, until of course the bitch had taken his pants
down in front of the other four and whaled on his butt with her bedroom
slipper.
And it was a cocktail party! Here they were, sophisticated
college sophomores, and engaged, and it was great to get to know other couples
from other schools.
Sure, everyone knew the story of slave jakob and Miss
Priscilla here at Landon, but?
how slave had hoped that they could befriend normal people
elsewhere.?
Miss Priscilla had told him while she was putting on her
makeup, preparing to go to this party. ?If you behave like a normal man, you?ll
be treated like one.? And slave jakob at the time had snorted. ?I?m normal, of
course I am. I?m a regular guy.?
Miss Priscilla had gotten up from her makeup organizer and
stalked over to him, still in her ruffled beige bra and panties, as she didn?t
want to get blusher on her little black dress before she went out the door.
KICK!
Miss Priscilla had given it to slave jakob right in the
balls, and he?d fallen over. ?You behave like a total asshole. Do it at this party, and you?ll regret it. I?m carrying my bedroom slipper
in my purse.?
And of course slave jakob had fucked up, big time. As he
wept in the corner, he heard his friends talking about him.
"That's fucking incredible, Pris" Lisa laughed.
"I can't believe he lets you do that."
Priscilla chortled. "So what else does he let you
do" came
As there was a stunned silence, slave jakob buried his face
in the corner, waiting to die.
Priscilla smiled as slave jakob stayed kneeling in the middle
of the floor of the Griselda Hildersham Tibshelf Memorial Smoking Lounge in the
Kappa Gamma Sade House, his lips covered in Thebalm Lip Plumper Tinted Lip
Gloss while slave jakob knelt humbly.
"Come all ye freshman boys...the Little Brothers of the Kappa Gamma
Sade Girls. Everywhere else, there are Little Sisters to frats, but you fellas
are the Little Brothers. Come get your dicks sucked as part of this weeks Pledge Party!"
As the grinning 18 year olds crowded up to stick their dicks in the Plumped
Lips of the Heisman trophy winner, his heart sank...
slave jakob tried to move in the Hole. The
Hole was about the size of a real short elevator...and who on earth would build
a metal box, and put it in a pit under the Kappa Gamma Sade House?
slave jakob had been in the Hole for
seventy-two hours, ever since he'd pissed off Miss Priscilla...had it been his
fault? It had been his time to cum, for God's sake, he'd been jerking his
willy, like he was allowed to do every Sunday, after a painful week of serving
Priscilla in every way...and when he knelt before her, watching her smirk,
tossing her bleached blond hair in her snug cashmere top...he'd unzipped and
pulled out his willy..and began jerking.
But then, when slave jakob had been about
to cum, Priscilla had stopped him. "I want proof of your devotion, slave
jakob." she'd said. "I want you to prove you are dedicated to me by
putting your orgasm off for a week. I know you didn't get to cum last week
because of neglecting my ironing, but I want you to put it off one more week to
show me how much you think of me."
slave jakob's eyes had brimmed with frustrated
tears. It wasn't fair...he'd been celibate for fifteen days now...and he'd
sucked Prissy's pussy daily, serviced her lovers (painful since he and
Priscilla were engaged to be married the day after graduation) cleaned the
rooms of every girl on Floor Eleven of KGS.
Because slave jakob was on Yellow Ribbon status--meaning he
could be physically punished by any woman in the house, but not allowed sexual
pleasure from any but Priscilla--it had been miserable.
Sure, it had been nice when he'd been on Green Ribbon--then he could be
sexually pleasured by any woman on Floor Eleven, but not any other floor, but
with Green Ribbon prohibited him being punished by anyone but Priscilla!
'Course at the time, slave jakob had been mad because he wasn't on Pink
Ribbon, which would have allowed him to fool around with any girl on any floor
in KGS. That Thomasine on Floor Two!
But Yellow Ribbon was the worst--Blue Ribbon was bad, where you had to
suck men off, the boyfriends of any woman who ordered you...but at least there
were sex privileges with the girls. But with Yellow Ribbon, he'd been beaten by
a fat girl, a nutrition major appropriately, because
he hadn't dusted the pictures of her cats back home! Ugh.
But poor slave jakob had been so good, hoping that he could cum. They
couldn't afford a chastity device for him, so every night Priscilla had
insisted on going over to slave jakob's frat house and pulling his pants down
in front of all the guys doing shots and Playstation, and feeling his cock up
to make sure he'd not jerked off, or been unfaithful.
And if slave jakob looked a little embarrassed or resentful, Prissy would pull him over her knee and beat his ass in
front of all his smirking frat brothers! slave jakob
had no friends left.
"Which is fine" Priscilla told him. "You're not going to
be playing golf, or watching sports or hanging out with guys when we're
married, toilet-boy. Just staying at home, filing my nails for me..."
But three days ago slave jakob had gotten mad and began arguing with Zoe
about his orgasm, and his right to jerk off...and she'd hogtied him and she and
her friends had dropped him in the Hole, which was pitch black.
You couldn't go to the bathroom, except by peeing or shitting on
yourself, and you had to eat peanut butter on rice cakes that was dropped
down...licking it up with your mouth since hands were cuffed.
slave jakob was miserable, and he could barely move
around in the Hole. Dark, shit filled and cramped. How could it be worse?
Suddenly, the top to the Hole opened. slave
jakob knew that the Hole was covered by a trapdoor in the KGS potato cellar.
The light, though dim, came in and nearly blinded him, as slave jakob's eyes
had been in total darkness.
"Miss Priscilla" slave jakob called. "Are you letting me
out? I'm sorry I was whining! I'll hold off from orgasming til after we're
married, if you want!"
"Shut up, dork." It was the voice of Beth on Floor Two.
"Who is that, Jake Hilliard?" came
Thomasine's voice. Oh God. slave jakob had such a
crush on her.
"No you aren't getting out, idiot." came Beth's voice again.
"But you
"No, there's no room in here!" called slave jakob. But it was
too late, A naked, blindfolded form fell down next to
him. Before the trapdoor shut, slave jakob saw a pretty girl with curly natural
blonde ringlets, and beautiful full breasts with clothespins on the nipples.
"(Sigh) Hi, I'm Zoe." the girl said. "I'm going to be here
a while, I guess.
Was his luck changing?
slave jakob, former winner of the North American Interfraternity Conference Undergraduate
Achievement Award scrubbed the baseboard outside the Kappa Gamma
Sade Party Room assidously.
He was still so
upset by what Priscilla had done to him after five days in the Hole. slave jakob was a brilliant student, so missing classes had
not been a problem but...
Oooh Five days in
his own shit, two of them spent wedged next to that BITCHING little
blonde...the Hole was too small for more than one
person.
Then Priscilla had taken
slave jakob out and instead of letting him masturbate with just his dick out of
his pants in front of her like always...she'd made him jerk his willy stark
naked and kneeling in front of all his frat brothers at Alpha Delta Tau.
For an hour,
Priscilla had only allowed slave jakob to masturbate himself with his
fingertips, which made it impossible for him to get any friction...and then
only with the bottom of his palms.
You would have
thought the frat boys would've gotten bored, but they'd stared, fascinated at
their former Sergeant-At-Arms.
slave jakob had cried like a baby with frustration
over not being able to make his purple, bloated, precum drooling cock
explode...
Amid
repeated cries of "Lo-Ser! Lo-Ser!" slave jakob had finally jerked off onto a piece of
sandpaper, and then taken the cum-covered paper, crushed it in his fist and
eaten it, as Priscilla and her friend Tommie had laughed uproariously at him.
Digesting sandpaper
is not a cool experience, slave jakob, former Landon University Lacrosse
captain reflected.
Last year he was
voted Greek Member of the Year, last semester the National Society of
Collegiate Scholars!
And they were
throwing him out of the frat! Trent Eckington, slave jakob's best friend
since the Second Form at St. Pembroke's had told slave jakob that he
was an embarrassment to men, everywhere..
Elkridge Mott, who had been taught by slave jakob how to sail when they
were fifteen down at
And to think a
year ago, slave jakob was the frat's representative at the
Undergraduate Inter-Fraternity Leadership Institute!
Alston Bicknell, slave
jakob's ex beer buddy and raquetball partner had
called slave jakob "a faggot-to-be". They'd been Pledgemasters together!
And Simeon Ryerson,
who edited the Landon Loudmouth with slave jakob had
voted with the other editors to throw slave jakob off the staff. Sim had said
"It's too creepy for words what she's done to you, Jake, man."
Sim and Trent had
begged slave jakob to break up with Priscilla, but when he'd said he couldn't,
they'd turned their backs on him. It mystified them, especially
Trent had always
been jealous of slave jakob's hooking-up abilities, and now slave jakob was
involved with this average looking chick who treated slave jakob like SHIT....
It gave everyone the
creeps that the former player was now jerking off in front of them in the frat
house.
But Priscilla had
found slave jakob a cot and put it in the boiler closet where he had to share
with Marjeta, the transvestite on Floor Three (how creepy).
Now, instead of
playing rugby on a Sunday, slave jakob's nails were painted, a dirty cleaning
rag was tied in his mouth, and he was naked except for one of
Priscilla's thongs, scrubbing the baseboard of the KGS house.
Suddenly he was
kicked from behind as he was scrubbing, and slave jakob looked up wrathfully.
It was Art History
major Lithwick Courtenay, one of the wimpy
boys that Alpha Delta Tau had admitted to the frat to help boost the grade
point average.
Back in the old
days, slave jakob, Sim, Alston and Trent had treated poor Lithwick with
disdain, snapping their towels at him in the locker room, and laughing at his
pitiful attempts to do beer bongs, or push-ups.
Lithwick had always
hated but feared slave jakob who was the frat's fundraising chair, master of
ceremonies, and head of the Junior Greek Council.
But now of course
slave jakob was nothing but the ultimate weenie, and even Lithwick Courtenay
wasn't going to treat him with respect.
"I remember
when you were Rush Chair, Jake...you didn't want to
let me in because I was a lightweight." Lithwick chuckled. "And now
you're a sorority floor scrubbing queerio!"
slave jakob tried to look threatening, but he
wasn't allowed to get up off his knees, or take the Lysol soaked rag out of his
mouth...Priscilla's rules.
She'd caught him
spitting it out for a moment when she'd come down an hour before, and she'd
immediately caned slave jakob's cock until he'd wept.
"I got good
news for you, Jake." Lithwick said. "You get to take your cloth out
of your mouth, Priscilla says...for five minutes."
slave jakob spat the cloth out. "Man, oh
man." he said.
"But you have
to suck my dick!" Lithwick said, laughing. "I got a great blowjob and
a fuck from your girlfriend, and then she said you did an even better job than
she could...so here it is!"
Lithwick unzipped
his fly, and grabbed slave jakob by the ear and shoved his dick in
Taft shut the car
door and walked across the grass, and noticed a guy--he thought it was a
guy--lying on a parking space in the Kappa Gamma Sade parking lot.
Jesus, good
thing I didn't park in there, I might have hit him, Taft thought. It was March,
and a little chilly--Taft had his leather jacket on, but this guy---what the
fuck was he wearing, no shirt and--was that a Depends adult diaper?
Taft walked a little
closer and looked at the guy. The guy was lying there, not on anything but the
parking lot, and his chest blue from the cold. Taft took off his Ray-Bans and
rubbed his eyes and looked closer.
A kid about his age,
twenty-two or so, had shaved his head, had a pacifier in his mouth, and was
wearing a diaper and lying in a parking space! He looked as if he was freezing,
too. But he was wide awake.
"Dude,"
Taft asked politely. "Are-is this a fraternity stunt? You're going to die
out here on that blacktop in this weather, man." Taft was not much given
to caring much for anyone but his own pampered self, but this was odd.
The bald, diapered
guy looked up at him. "Oh, hey Taft...it's me, Jake, remember, Jake
Hilliard? From St. Pembrokes?
I was your floor's
prefect remember?, and then I just saw you last year
when I got the Heisman? You wanted a football signed for your brother?"
Taft wondered
whether there was something foreign in the joint he'd smoked on I-95.
"Jake? Jake the Snake? Wh-what the fuck
are-are you doing, wearing that-that THING, and lying in the frickin' parking
lot?" Now he noticed that Hilliard was holding a teddy bear and that his
NAILS WERE PAINTED PURPLE.
"I'm holding
this parking space for my wife, Priscilla." Jake the Snake, called this
for his proficiency in using his snake for "bitch-bagging" back at
St. Pembroke's Academy.
Though
the girls of Miss Porters,
Taft's family had
also vacationed in Cape Cod, near the Hilliards, and Jake had been a
cunt-busting hell-raiser down there as well...and could drunkenly kick two guys
asses at once...he was a tough stud.
Taft stared at Jake
the Snake, and as he was watching, a couple of girls crossed the parking lot
and stopped before the prone Snake, and one wiped her shoe off on his chest,
and the other kicked him kind of hard on the leg.
"Thank you
Mistresses Jessica and Hillary." The girls ignored this and walked on, and
Jake went back to talking with Taft as if there had been no interruption.
The Snake said,
"We just got married, Priscilla and I, but she's out with her lover,
driving around in my Austin-Healey. She'll be back, and I'm just holding her
parking space."
Taft peed his pants.
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Some two years ago I was working away some sixty miles or so from where I live, I didn't fancy a drive home every night so booked a mid-ranged hotel. Didn't really expect to pick anyone up, then again it happens when you least expect it. This is a pretty short story due to the sex session being a quickie in a hotel room.As a usually do when I'm staying at hotels I become a creature of habit, back from work at 4ish, shower and a hour or so of sleep before I go down to the bar for a few drinks...
The dance had gone well enough, I suppose. I had only needed to send three students home for being under the influence, a phone call home that is never fun to have to make, especially with those parents, increasing in number, it seemed, who felt like being suspended from school for being drunk at a school dance was an unreasonable breach of school authority. But the remainder of the night had gone as well as could be hoped for, and I was waiting around while the student council volunteers...
Mark rolled over on bed and looked at the clock… 8:30. Damn he slept in. Then the headache hit him. Oh yea, that tequila at midnight wasn’t such a good idea. Sarah and Trey insisted on one more shot before they called it an evening. It was probably his fourth in two hours. They had planned a private cookout the night before but just when things were heating up friends dropped by unexpectedly. Mark thought to himself, had they arrived ten minutes later there would have been some real...
"Finally, we made it!" Ricky shouted. "Im tired of sting in this car." We all jumped out and grabbed our things out of the back "Man this trip is gunna be awesome" Kyle said. We decided to set up our tentsbefore we did anything else, and got to it in a hurry. Dillion finished his first, so he decided to help ricky. No one knew about the secrets going on between ricky and dillion, and they hoped no one would ever know. "How about after we finsh setting up, me and you stay behind while everyone...
GayWe were just about to leave when Weena said: "Time" and I looked at my watch. "What's up?" Evans asked. "Pregnant women 'practice' having the baby. That is, the uterine muscles contract periodically. For some women it goes on for five months. Weena only began a week or two ago. When they come ten minutes or less apart, it's time to race to the delivery room." I said. "One might describe it more elegantly, but that's about it. On top of that, Patrick likes to kick my bladder....
Being 3 a.m. I never expected Kelli to be awake, so I didn’t close her side of the bathroom door ( there is a small hallway and another door to pass through to actually enter her room). I guess that I was too involved in peeing to notice Kelli had opened her bedroom door and was standing there, staring at my cock. I heard a gasp, turned my head and saw my daughter. At first, I tried to cover myself with my hands and seeing that wouldn’t work I grabbed a small hand towel hanging nearby and began...
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Escort SitesI love Christmas time. The cold crisp air, sitting around the fireplace drinking hot mulled wine, caroling, oops! Back up there a sec. Need to say more about the caroling. I mean it’s fun to be out roaming around with a bunch of friends, laughing and having a good time, then being able to blend our voices in some great harmonies and seeing how much the old folks appreciate our efforts. Oh, did I mention the opportunities for a little grab-ass? What other time of year allows you to stand right...
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LesbianWhen I turned eighteen my friend Cara had bought me a hypnosis pack. We had been fooling around with many magical and magician supplies like hypnosis, rune stones, faery dust and tarot cards ever since the Magicke Shoppe opened down the main street. It was actually located down a side street off the main one. So now by Cara’s twenty-first I was pretty good at it, as I had been practicing for about three years. At every birthday party I had performed it as a party trick, always on the birthday...
My Story: Turning It to My Advantage Part I I came back from my trip to take care of my mother in Los Angeles three days early. I parked in the driveway and took my bag in the house. I went in the bedroom and changed into my bathing suit and started to go out back to the pool. When I got to the double doors leading out I stopped in my tracks. My husband was sitting in one of the deck chairs and our pool boy, Adolfo, was on his knees in front of George giving him a...
This week we are in the United States of America for a special episode of the United Kingdom of Zoo. Here we are at the iconic Harvard University. It’s a wonderfully warm summer’s day in Boston, Massachusetts and it’s one week into the summer holiday. Its campus, normally full of students, is now a ghost town. Its usual inhabitants have gone home or have found other accommodation for the summer. However, our guests this week – Isabella, Ingrid, and Stephanie - are Master’s students from out...
For my lovers both material and cerebral I watch until she logs off and then do the same shutting down my PC at the same time. I reach for my discarded boxers and wipe the cum from my stomach then loosely do up my bathrobe. My fingers I lick clean. Going into the kitchen I take a glass, open the freezer and get out a bottle of vodka from which I pour myself a drink. Downing it in one I refill with water then wander slowly upstairs. I know which floorboards creak and avoid them as I head for...
My black boyfriend, Jose, is from Guatemala. He brings me to the adult arcade every afternoon around 3 pm. The arcade is located in a large complex that houses a strip club, 2 adult arcades, a gay bathhouse, and a gay nightclub. Usually I'm wearing butt baring short shorts, a bikini top or halter top, and high heels. Once we pay the 5 bucks to get into the back, where the video booths are, he walks me straight to booth # 11. He opens the door and I go inside. There I take off all of my clothes...
My brother went to camp to Bombay that day i unexpectedly go to their house that they are living in vijayawada and she is damned beauty and she got married just 3years back my brother is marketing profession. I have no courage i am shy person to talk to female person she is very friendly and smily. Coming to the story she is lonely she is childless she is taken loop for family planning she greeted me and i am shy and she smiles i am not a ghost and i want to leave that house and she asked me...
IncestThe next morning Fred had to leave early to return to Brisbane. He made the promise to call her later. Just as Fred left, Suzanne rang with a bubbly voice. “What are you doing now?” “I was waving my boyfriend off to work and about to get some brekky. Why?” “How would you like to join me at Nobby’s and its my shout for food. I have some brilliant good news for you!” Suzanne asked. “OK see you in 15 at the cafe we met in.” replied Helena. Collecting her handbag and an additional $10,000 in...
After placing her hand on the back of my neck she turned me toward her. “Now my dearest, it’s your turn. We’ll discuss how to be a good host by not allowing your guest to get drunk outside the house. Second, even when I’m not around, the need for you to follow my rules. It’s clear to me these lessons need to be enforced, so you’ll be getting a firm reminder. I’m sure you’ll remember them if you know what’s good for you.” Stepping behind me Art started pushing me toward the chair while her...
I was born and grew up for the first 27 years in England. Ever since I was 16 years old I have always had an infatuation with sexy ladies lingerie.I used to dress up in my mothers and older sisters lingerie and get very turned on and wank myself off while dressed up. I am now 53 years old and still tremendously enjoy the thrills of dressing up and wearing sexy lingerie.One of my early experiences was when I was 18 going on 19. I had been to a thrift store and purchased several items of ladies...
The girls were curious. Ricky had been very busy in his workshop and searching though his books for some important information. Micky was quite sure he had popped back to his treehouse a couple of times too. It wasn’t that Ricky locked them out, or even really ignored them, but he hadn’t told them what he was doing either. They hadn’t pressed, because whatever it was that he was doing, was important to him. When they got to his workshop, they could see six plain-looking metal boxes sitting...
Maggie and I were sitting at an outside table in front of our favorite coffee house when two young ladies came by passing out a flyer. We didn’t pay much attention to the flier or the non-descript girls and continued discussing our favorite subject, old movies. With us were Greg and Mary, and Maggie’s two friends from college, Judy and Amy. I saw Greg glance at one of the flyers and his eyes opened wide with interest as he carefully read it. He quietly uttered, “Well I’ll be damned.” We stared...
[Under renovations, considering reboot.] The chamber opened, and Serris stepped out clumsily. She was familiar with the grogginess and weakness, knowing already that her augmented sleep had gone too long. Her first thought after that realization was to wonder if proper cryogenics had hit the consumer market yet. Being frozen meant there was no risk of atrophy from sleeping too long. Still, she was glad her chamber was as advanced as it was. With the older model, she'd be frantically be trying...