Gym Jim - slave girl sara
It was that time of year, the darkness of the nights were longer than the brightness of the days. Running became a weekend only event, I was banned from anything morning or night, so only on a weekend.
That was fair enough as the run was through parkland and on trails through the woods. So I had the danger of trips and falls over fallen branches or raised roots, add that to the fact a few girls had been attacked and assaulted over the years.
I had still kept pretty fit from when I was younger and ran for the county on several occasions. I finally did enough to be selected for the country's B squad but my dad would not let me travel to Asia without him or my mum with me. I remember the first time I was selected and my dad was on the phone to the person allocated to look after all us young seniors.
"That is fine and thank you for your understanding, yes that is correct, Jess can be scratched, she will not be going."
"You must be fucking joking dad,"
"You will see how much I was joking Jess, get naked, mother, bring in a bar of soap please."
"You can beat me all you like for as long as you like, I will never apologise."
"Oh, I think you will Jess."
My dad unbuckled his belt, I knew that meant business, it always did.
I was spanked lots, as was mum for that matter, but rarely belted and only the odd caning.
"Please dad, I do apologise, with all my heart, but I so need to control my mouth, but you must see my side of it."
I got naked and bent over the settee arm, my mum held my hands, tight. I got the hardest belting ever and did my best to not scream, not wanting to give him that satisfaction. That was until I got five or so across my back. Mum let go of my hands as my brother came in.
"Got her ready for you son."
Mum wanked my brother hard and led him into my pussy, she got on with making dinner and my dad went into his greenhouse.
I was not always rebellious but saying that we were once looking after a neighbour's house whilst they were away for three months, we were related some way on mum's side.
Well, empty house, naive teenager, why not have a party?
I rang a few girls and boys, my boyfriend then was Jim P, we added the P as three guys called Jim were in our group, we all worked at the same sweet factory.
Jim and I were pretty close, close enough for me to allow him to fondle me over my bra and rub my pussy lips over my knickers but he allowed me to wank him.
"How come I let you play with my cock in my trousers to start with and now wank me, but I have to tit you up over your bra and finger you on your knickers?"
I stopped wanking him.
"That sounds fair Jim, I will stop rubbing you."
"I did not mean that Jess."
"Oh, do you mean you do not want to do what you are doing now?"
"No Jess, sorry, please wank me again."
So, I did, and loved the control of him, I once asked my friend Claire if she had ever wanked anyone, she said no so I said would you like me to wank Jim in front of you to see the size of his cock and even let her have a go, She Was well up for it and Jim did as io said.
On the night of the party I had decided that at eighteen going on nineteen it was time I let Jim in and among my tits and nipples, so for the party I was braless and wore a teeny weeny thong. I would not let him fuck me that night, I already knew what that was like from my brother at home, no, I just wanted to keep him interested.
The house backed onto a lane so everyone, twelve of us in all, went in through the back door and we kept the house lighting to an absolute minimum. I took Jim straight upstairs to a bedroom. We kissed in the doorway, and I rubbed his cock over his jeans.
We lay on the bed as his hand pushed my jumper up and I was wanking him. He let out a "Wow" when he felt my tits for the first time, then the bedroom light suddenly came on.
"Jess, get everyone together in the dining room, NOW"
