Jennifer und das 2ich Fortsetzung
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Jennifer was an older woman that worked in my office. She was not the most beautifulwoman in the office, but for some reason, she seemed to me to be incrediblysexy. She had a lovely face offset by brown wavy hair. She had a nice chest,I would guess 36C and a sexy, somewhat large ass. She always dressed to impresswithout looking slutty. I liked it best when she wore tight slacks. This allowedme to watch her ass jiggle as she walked.
One Friday, we were in a meeting and she mentioned to me that she would haveto come into the office on Saturday to get some things finished up. I askedher why she didn't just dial-in from home.
“I have not been able to get my computer at home to connect to thenetwork at the office. It was working for a while then just stopped. I havespent hours on the phone with technical support and just can't get it to work,” shesaid. Our company gave employees above a certain level computers for theirhome to improve efficiency.
“I can help you,” I replied before thinking.
“Oh, I couldn't ask you to do that on a Saturday,” she said witha sweet smile.
“You didn't ask, I offered. I really don't mind.”
“I will tell you what. If you come by and set up my computer, I willmake you dinner,” she stated.
“Deal! It won't take more that an hour to get you set up,” Ireplied.
“Good. Why don't you come over around 5:00.”
“I'll be there!”
Saturday afternoon after taking a hot shower, I dressed in my black leatherpants and black silk shirt with black boots. If she commented on my clothes,I would say I was planning on going to a club after dinner, which was true.There was a new BDSM club in town that I wanted to check out.
At precisely 5:00, I rang the bell to her house briefcase in hand. The briefcasecontained the cables and software I might need along with a few choice toysI was hoping to try out at the club that evening. I got hard immediately whenshe opened the door. She was wearing a low cut, tight tee shirt and tight whitelinen pants. I could clearly see her lacy bra underneath her shirt. To completethe outfit, she was wearing sandals with 4” heels. Maybe I wasn't theonly one who planned more action for that evening.
Once I was inside and the door closed, she looked at me and said, “Wow,you look great. Is this what you always wear to fix computers?” she askedwith a grin.
“No. I was planning on going to a club later,” I replied.
“Ummm. Well, the computer is this way,” she replied.
She turned and led me through to a small study in the back of the house.I was in heaven watching her sexy ass sway and wiggle under her tight pants.Either she wasn't wearing panties or they were thongs because her ass movedunencumbered. By the time she pointed out the computer, I was fully erect.
“Here it is,” she stated as she stared at my crotch.
“I am going to finish dinner. Give me a shout if you need anything.”
It was my turn to stare as her magnificent ass swayed away. Oh, what I wouldgive to have her over my knee to give that sweet ass a long, hard spanking.Well, back to the task at hand.
I turned on her computer and spent several minutes diagnosing the problem.I finally realized the problem was that her hard drive was full which surprisedme as it held 8 gigabytes. What was on this thing that was taking up so muchspace. I loaded up a utility program that lists all the files sorted by size.I found a subdirectory with hundreds and hundreds of files with file typesof wmv, rm and the telltale jpg. Jennifer had lots and lots of video clipsand photos on her computer. Some had intriguing names like punished.wmv andtwinsintrouble.rm. When I tried to open some of the files, I found they werepassword protected. Well, this would not do at all. I went in search of thekitchen.
As I entered, Jennifer was bending over getting something out of a cabinetgiving me another incredible view of her sumptuous ass. As she stood and turnaround, she jumped, startled.
“Oh, Peter, you scared me,” she said.
Deciding to go for broke, I said, “Jennifer, you have been very naughty.Downloading videos and photos from the internet onto the company's computer.They have taken up all the space on your hard drive and there is no space leftfor the computer to swap pages.”
She turned bright red and looked away from me and mumbled, “I thoughtthat might have been the problem.”
“We need to delete some of them in order to get access to the networkat work,” I replied.
Still very red, she said, “OK, delete whatever you need.”
“I will need your password to delete them,” I said trying toact nonchalant.
“Oh, well maybe we should just forget about it for now,” shesaid in a panicky voice.
“No! I came all the way over here to fix your computer and that iswhat I am going to do. Now, if you don't want to give me your password, thencome with me so we can delete some of the files.”
I noticed her eyes focused on her feet.
“OK Peter, I will be right there,” she replied meekly.
I waited as she finished filling up a pot with water and placed it on thestove.
Then she walked past me into the study, me following behind. She stood nextto the computer so I sat down.
“What do you want to delete?” I asked.
Silence.
I picked out a particularly obvious file called otk.jpg.
“How about this one?” I asked.
She turned red again. “Well, maybe I should just delete some!” shereplied.
“I think we should look at this one,” I replied in a stern voice. “Whatis the password?”
She looked at me briefly then diverted her eyes back to the floor withoutreplying.
“Jennifer, what is the password to these files?” I asked againin a more commanding tone.
“Oh Peter, please just let me delete them,” she whined tryingone last time to get her way.
“Jennifer, you asked me here to fix your computer. To do that, I needto delete some of these files. I can't delete them until I know what they are.Now, what is the password?”
“Jennybrat,” she mumbled.
“What was that?” I asked even though I had heard her.
She looked me in the eye, face red as a beet and replied, “Jennybrat.”
I typed the password in and up popped a picture of a naked woman lying overthe knee of man receiving a hard spanking. After looking at the photo for acouple of minutes, I looked at Jennifer.
“This is disgusting. No wonder you could not get the system running,you've got it full of pornography. You deserve to be punished just like thiswoman,” I said pointing at the screen.
She didn't say anything; just continued to try to bore a hole in the floorwith her eyes.
I click to the file entitled punished.wmv. After correctly entering the password,a screen popped up with Window Media Player. Soon a video began which depicteda woman dressed like a slut tied standing spread-eagle. After her clothes werequickly cut from her body with a knife, a man proceeded to whip her large tits.
“Please stop,” Jennifer pleaded.
I stopped the video clip.
“Is the entire hard drive filled with files like these?” I queried.
After a couple seconds hesitation, she said softly, “Yes.”
“Jennifer, you do know that loading porn on company PC's is againstcorporate policy and will get you dismissed,” I stated.
She didn't answer.
“Jennifer, I asked you a question. Were you aware of the policy?”
“Yes,” she said softly.
After a few minutes of silence, I said, “I will need to confiscateyour computer and bring it to Human Resources on Monday!”
“Oh no, Peter, please. Can't you just let me delete the files and forgetabout it.”
“I am afraid it is not that simple, Jennifer. You may inadvertentlyhave loaded some of these files onto the company network. We will need to doa complete inventory of your files and check them against the files on thenetwork. That is going to take many hours.”
“Please Peter, isn't there another way we can handle this? I don'twant to lose my job,” she cried.
“Well Jennifer, you need to be punished somehow for this mess!” Ireplied.
After a brief hesitation, she replied, “You punish me. I will do whateveryou want if you don't tell anyone.”
“Well, maybe we can work something out Jennifer. First I am going togive you the long, hard spanking you have wanted for so long. Then we can talkabout a full arrangement.”
No words came out of her mouth but her body spoke volumes. Her nipples suddenlygot rock hard and showed through her tight tee shirt right through her bra.
“You have been waiting for a man like me to take you over my knee andspank that big ass of yours like a naughty girl, haven't you?” I asked.
She just continued to look at the floor.
I stood up and grabbed her hair and pulled her head back until she was lookingin my eyes.
“I asked you a question Jennifer!”
“Yes,” she said testily.
“Yes what?” I asked.
“Yes, I have been waiting for someone to spank me,” she replied. “Ican't believe it is finally going to happen after all these years of fantasizing.”
“I thought so. Now beg me!” I commanded.
“What?” she asked.
“Get down on your knees and beg me to spank you!” I said lettinggo of her hair.
With only a seconds hesitation, she dropped to her knees.
“Peter, please give me a spanking. I have been a very naughty girland deserve to be severely punished.”
“Alright Jennybrat. Stand up and remove your shirt,” I commanded.
She immediately stood up and pulled the tee shirt over her head.
I stared at her bra encased tits with hard nipples.
“Oh, those are beautiful. I am going to enjoy punishing them in thevery near future. But now it is time for your spanking. Come here and lie overmy knee!”
She walked over and lay across my lap. She moaned as her pussy slid overmy erection.
“Maybe if you take your punishment like a good girl, I will let youhave that later,” I said and laughed. Then I turned my attention to thatwonderful, full ass. I caressed and squeezed her cheeks savoring every minute.I slipped my hand down between her legs and discovered her pants were soakedthrough. She moaned louder as I fingered her slit.
I removed my hand and brought it down hard on her ass SWAT. It jiggled andshe moaned. I brought my hand down again.
“Agggghhh,” she moaned.
I gave her several more swats to each cheek. Then I caressed and rubbed herample butt. I decided to experiment. First I landed ten swats on the meatypart of each cheek. Then I landed ten on the backs of her thighs. However,by far the most effective technique based on her moans was bringing my handin nearly horizontally and slapping the area where the leg meets the ass. Afterten of these on each cheek, she was moaning loudly and wiggling on my lap.It was clear she was beginning to feel the pain and it was also clear thatshe was extremely aroused.
I decided it was time to up the ante. After rubbing her clearly sore buttfor a bit, I said, “Alright Jennifer, I want you to stand up and removeyour pants.”
She slowly slid off my lap and stood up. Her nipples were so hard I thoughtthey were going to push right through her bra. She turned her back to me andI heard her unbutton and unzip her pants. She placed her thumbs on each sideof her waist and slowly work her pants over her hips, swaying them back andforth as she did. Then I was starring at her wonderful ass. As I suspected,the slut wasn't wearing panties. Her ass was slightly red from the punishmentit had already received. She stepped out of her pants and bent down and pickedthem up. I thought I was going to cum right then and there!
She tossed the pants onto a chair and turned around to face me. Curiously,she brought her hands down to cover her pussy. I was not going to allow that.
“Jennifer, put your hands at your sides and spread you legs,” Icommanded.
Her face turned as red as her butt as she complied with my command. I wasstaring at an extremely hairy pussy.
“Come closer,” I said.
She shuffled closer. I reached out and fingered her incredibly wet cunt.Quickly, I found her clit and massaged it. Within seconds I could feel herorgasm building. I looked up and her eyes were closed and she was breathinghard. Just as she was about to cum, I pulled my hand back. She groaned andher eyes shot open, giving me a pleading look.
“Not yet, slut,” I said. “You still have a lot more punishmentbefore the pleasure.”
She didn't say anything, just looked at the floor.
“I think you should remove your bra before you come back over my knee,” Isaid. I couldn't wait any longer to see those luscious tits.
She reached behind her and undid the clasp. Slowly as if in slow motion,she slid the garment off her shoulders and down her arms. She tossed it ontothe chair with her pants and started to lay over my lap.
“No. Stand up, place your hands behind you head and spread your legs.I want to get a better look that sexy body of yours.”
Again, she blushed deeply but complied. Her breasts were creamy white incomparison most of the rest of her body which was very tan. They had a littlesag and dark brown areoles topped with very hard, pink nipples.
I stood up and went behind her. I brought both hands around her and cuppedher heavy tits. As I caressed them, she began to moan again and push her assback onto my hard shaft. I took her nipples between my thumb and forefingersand rolled them. She moaned louder and arched her back. I increased the pressureuntil I was pinching her nipples. She groaned and I felt a shutter run throughher body. The horny slut had a small orgasm while I was pinched her nipples.I released her and returned to my seat. As I looked at her, I noticed thatthere was a steady flow from her cunt down her leg.
“Alright Jennifer, lay over my knee again.”
Once she was back in place, I resumed the spanking without ceremony. I spankedher hard and quick for several minutes covering every part of her ass and thighs.Then I resumed my assault on her most sensitive area just above the leg. Withoutwarning, stronger spasms shook her entire body as she had another orgasm. Theharder I spanked her, the stronger her orgasm got.
Finally, I had to stop because my hand hurt and felt like it was on fire.I was also getting to the point where I needed some relief. But I wasn't quitedone punishing her ass. I rubbed her red ass while she regained her composure.
“Stand up, Jennifer,” I commanded.
Again, she slowly slid off my lap.
“Now, I want you to go into the dining room and wait for me,” Isaid.
After she left the room, I opened my briefcase and removed a small whip withfour leather thongs and a riding crop. I followed her into the dining roomhiding my toys behind my back.
“Jennifer, I want you to stand in front of the table, spread your legswide and bend over.”
She looked back at me with concern on her face and lust in her eyes. Thenshe did as ordered. I must say, the view was incredible. Her red ass was stickingout and her hot, swollen cunt was perfectly displayed. I placed the crop nextto her on the table where she could she it.
Then I put my left hand on the small of her back and pushed her down on thetable until her big tits were pushing out on the side.
I stood back and brought the whip down hard on her vulnerable ass. She screamed.Again and again I whipped her ass. She moved her hips in a futile attempt toavoid the lashes. Every third or forth stroke, I would strike so the very endof the thongs would curl around and catch her swollen pussy lips. On thoseoccasions, she would let out a loud groan and try to stick her ass out furtherto expose her cunt.
Finally, I dropped my arm down and brought the whip up between her legs.She screamed and her body began to shake again. Over and over I whipped herinflamed cunt and her orgasm got stronger and stronger. I stopped when my armgot tired and she collapsed onto the floor.
I picked her up in my arms and carried her into the living room and placedher on the couch. I went into the kitchen to freshen up the drinks and returnedto the living room. She regained her composure and sucked down the drink.
“Jennifer, now I need some relief. Get up and lay over the arm of thecouch,” I ordered.
In her sex-induced dazed, she complied. I quickly stripped and moved behindher. I slid my cock into her slippery cunt and within a minute exploded inan incredible orgasm.
After I recovered, I said, “Jennifer, I believe you promised me dinner.”
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Chapter 8 ‘We’ll need to change your shackles,’ the mistress said and went to a drawer and removed some more and came and held them out by Jennifer’s arm. First a solid black one, then a chrome one and finally a gold one. The mistress shook her head. She went back to the drawer and moved it’s contents around a bit before returning with a set of brass shackles. She held them up and approved of the look. Then she set about the task of unbolting the shackles that Jennifer was wearing. Jennifer...
(MMF, MM, forced, inc)Jennifer was any man's dream. At 20 she was the perfect specimen of a female, a petite woman whose blonde hair and blue eyes reminded one of her Viking heritage and lustful play in bed. And David was no exception when it came to appreciating her charms. Their relationship had been a little lopsided from the beginning. Since he'd met Jennifer about four weeks earlier, she'd pretty much run his life for him. Telling him what to wear, and were they were going to eat, and what...
Angela spent nearly two weeks wrapping things up. Most days, Frank and Angela talked long on the phone, and Frank helped her through the estate and funeral legalities, remembering his own experience when his parents died. Frank flew out for two days to attend Terrence's funeral and help with packing. The funeral was one of the most depressing events Frank had ever attended. The weather was cold and damp. Angela was red-eyed. Jennifer was completely silent and stone-faced as she huddled in...
Chapter 6It had been days since Jennifer got her surprise from Tim, her husband. And what a lovely surprise it was. Jennifer had been called by her husband at work and told to get home as soon as she could, hinting that what was waiting for her was one of her sexual fantasies come true. As Jennifer finished work that day to the best of her abilities, all that went through her mind was what it could be, from the several fantasies she had admitted to having.It turned out the be the one fantasy...
***This story contains female domination aka femdom, sissyfication, etc.***(Two weeks later...)God, it's hot. I opened my mailbox: junk mail...nothing but junk mail."Junk mail," a voice parroted my thoughts. I looked up...Heather. Iglanced around. I could have sworn there was no one near the mailboxeswhen I walked up. She was wearing what I jokingly referred to as her'housewife clothes:' a baggy sweatshirt with a wide neck and short jeanshorts. Her feet, as always, were bare. As far as I...
Chapter 3 Jennifer didn’t sl**p too well since her stomach was growling from the washing out that she had received the day before. The large volume enemas had become entrapped in the folds of her intestines and as they became dislodged during the night she had to make many trips to let out the water. As she could hear from the toilets flushing in other stalls some of the other slaves were having a similar experience. Added to that was the thin gruel and small loaf of bread that was her supper...
Chapter 3Jennifer didn't sleep too well since her stomach was growling from the washing out that she had received the day before. The large volume enemas had become entrapped in the folds of her intestines and as they became dislodged during the night she had to make many trips to let out the water. As she could hear from the toilets flushing in other stalls some of the other slaves were having a similar experience. Added to that was the thin gruel and small loaf of bread that was her supper...
Part 4 will follow After several months of enduring countless, rapes and tortures, for the viewing of the paying visitors of jennifer and mark, rachael had given up her faith in escaping her personal hell. Some of the situations she was placed in were pleasurable even though they were against her will. Rachael no longer was embarrased whilst kirsty or jennifer paraded her naked in front of mark and the rest of the voyeurs who came to see her be punished. as promised Rachael was very...
Jennifer's sixteenth birthday was a bit more subdued than her fifteenth. A number of the teenagers were now paired up, and there was less flirting and posturing going on. What was there was more relaxed, as though they were doing it more for fun than extreme horniness. There was also less stratification into social cliques. Frank recognized most of Jennifer's guests. In addition to her classmates, there were a few from the karate classes, and Frank enjoyed talking about upcoming...
The 'big deal' was that the thin cotton panties didn't hide much when dry, but when wet, it was like they didn't even exist. From the backside, the view was also spectacular. Had Jennifer been wearing a thong, her butt could not have looked any better. "Come on ... lets play," she said from the middle of the pool. "Okay ... but you first," Billy said as he tossed her the ball. Jennifer pushed the ball under the water and sat on it. It provided her with just enough extra height so...
Chapter 1Jennifer Smith couldn't wait to get home. The assistant sales-director got a phone call from her husband Tim during the day and she'd been feeling giddy ever since. It was a long working day, but Tim's phone call really made her feel better. She loved her husband very much, but in the last couple of years they've had their problems. Without either of them knowing it, they were both feeling dissatisfied with their sex-life, until at one point they had an argument which almost prompted a...
Teil 43Wir rauchten eine Zigarette zusammen. „Beim nächsten Mal will ich, dass du mich auch in den Arsch fickst,“ hauchte Diana mit glasig verklärten Augen der Erregung. Ich grinste, griff ihr fest an den Arsch und knetete ihn. „Mit Vergnügen.“ antwortete ich, dann sprang Diana auf, sie müsse unbedingt sofort nach Hause, sonst gäbe es Ärger und so zog sie sich an, nicht ohne Jennifers Versprechen, dass sie jederzeit vorbeikommen könne, wenn sie sich geil stylen wollte, oder auch sonst einfach...
Please read part 1 first. As Rachael woke up she opened her eyes and was greeted with a pale stone washed wall. It suddenly dawned on her that this was not the boat she fell asleep on; she turned over and noticed another stone wall, no decorations but only two doors. The door on the left appeared to be made of steel where as the door on the right was made of wood. She looked towards the bottom of the bed and noticed a small drawer with three drawers and an envelope on top, addressed...
Jennifer was still in the bathroom when the doorbell rang around eleven. 'That should be Donnie and his friends, ' she thought. She went to the intercom and looked at the video from the front door. Yes, it was them, alright, and on time. "Coming," she said into the intercom. Jennifer opened the door wide, presenting the guys with an unobstructed view of herself. They knew, especially Donnie, that Jennifer was a bit of a showoff, but none of them was expecting what they saw. Jennifer...
I have been talking to Jennifer through emails, instant messages, and on the phone for the last several months and it was now time for us to finally meet in person. We had discovered each other in a chat room quite some time ago during a discussion about a woman's natural tendancy to be submissive to a man, and somehow we ended up going to a private room to further our own discussion on the subject. She was currently in a marriage with a man that she felt no physical, emotional, or intellectual...
Jennifer is 34, blonde, 34D breast with a tattoo on her left one. She is married with one child, and she works for me. I am 51, with salt and pepper hair, mustache and beard, slightly overweight and most importantly infatuated with Jennifer. After years of harmless flirting, I decided to try and take it to the next level. Would it work? I didn’t know, but I knew there was a possibility. I knew her marriage was not perfect. I also knew that when she read “50 Shades Of Grey”, it aroused her. So...
BDSMChapter 7 After a very restful night Jennifer awoke with daybreak. She lay in her bed a while before rising and letting out the night’s urine. Wiping herself and flushing the toilet she noticed that someone had left something on the shelf during the night. She must have been sl**ping more soundly than she realized because she was sure that it wasn’t there yesterday. Approaching the shelf she saw that a pile of fabric sat on the shelf. She picked it up carefully. Normally the only things the...
Chapter 5“I want you to fuck me.”Mark lifted his sticky face from his mother's loins and looked at her, seeing her look back at him, the lustful stare of her brown eyes piercing his.Jennifer wanted to make sure her son knew what she had said, so she curled her upper lip in such a manner that her grimace betrayed how nasty the thoughts made her feel and how nasty she wanted Mark to see her be. She curled her upper lip as she rasped the words again while looking her son right in the eyes.“I want...
Chapter 7 After a very restful night Jennifer awoke with daybreak. She lay in her bed a while before rising and letting out the night's urine. Wiping herself and flushing the toilet she noticed that someone had left something on the shelf during the night. She must have been sleeping more soundly than she realized because she was sure that it wasn't there yesterday. Approaching the shelf she saw that a pile of fabric sat on the shelf. She picked it up carefully. Normally the only things the...
"That was rough, I'm sure," said Jennifer. "Yeah ... well it's been brewing ever since Dad and I moved out," Donnie said. "I just wasn't ready to admit it." "Uh huh ... me too ... I mean ... uh ... You were talking about us weren't you." "Of course," Donnie said emphatically. "Can we go in the house?" Jennifer looked into Donnie's eyes. "Kiss me first ... like you did when you took the ball away." Donnie took a step toward Jennifer, narrowing the distance between them....
Part 1 The dampness of the night air permeated the stable where Jennifer slept. The slave traders had brought her here yesterday after purchasing her from her mother. In her homeworld of Alaytia it was common practice for mothers to sell their daughters to the slave trade to finance their own d**g habits and to pay for the cloning process. Ever since the genetics war there hadn’t been a single male left on the planet. To reproduce they either had to buy sperm at a very high price or they had...
In the Storeroom with the Store Manager The local hardware store has always done well but has not been upgraded in a few years, to see what needs doing they brought in a new manager to help plan and determine the goals needed for increased success. I came in to get some supplies and in the past asked for another person but then I was told that the new manager would be better to answer my questions, during a landscape project I needed some hardware items special ordered so when I needed some...
Part 1 The dampness of the night air permeated the stable where Jennifer slept. The slave traders had brought her here yesterday after purchasing her from her mother. In her homeworld of Alaytia it was common practice for mothers to sell their daughters to the slave trade to finance their own d**g habits and to pay for the cloning process. Ever since the genetics war there hadn't been a single male left on the planet. To reproduce they either had to buy sperm at a very high price or they had to...
"Hi, Zack, do you have a few minutes to talk?" Frank asked his boss. Zack was a partner, and a pretty good boss, although he was as driven as anybody in the firm. "Sure, Frank, come over," said Zack, pointing to a guest chair in his office. "How are you getting on? And how is Jennifer doing?" Zack had attended Angela's funeral, and had told Frank to take as much time as he needed before returning to work. "That's actually what I wanted to discuss. Jennifer gets home at about two...
Neither Angela nor Frank held an elaborate Thanksgiving celebration. They didn't have family nearby, and were used to living alone. Even during the years they lived together, they didn't feel it necessary to prepare a festive meal, especially for two people. However, Jennifer mentioned wistfully that her dad always had one. So it was that Angela bought the smallest turkey she could find in the store, and Frank looked for traditional recipes. Mary, his assistant, proved an invaluable...