© by MiloXarts 2012
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Dear Reader, thank you for following the story of Jenny! Thank you as well for all the comments I've got for this and all the previous parts!
And last but not least, many thanks to WarEagle for editing and proofreading of this story!
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My experience with Sandra changed my mind forever. I couldn't stop thinking about her. Her beauty, her appearance... everything made her the only person I would submit myself to. I was an attractive young woman but felt inferior to her. It was exactly the right feeling I needed. This alone was somehow enough to feel humiliated, to degrade myself further, and made me crawl to her feet.
I loved those days when I did not have to get up too early from bed and rush to attend a lecture. I laid in my bed, and my kinky mind evolved new fantasies... I was wet and absolutely horny. My pussy (or better cunt, as Sandra used to call it) was creaming. I even soaked the sheet. I also laid there with spread knees and rubbed my pussy gently thinking about different kinky ideas. I wanted to use my camera again, but this time it should be video footage.
The previous day the tripod I had ordered online had been delivered, and I could place the digital camera more precisely in my room. So I set the tripod across the room from the mirror of my closet's door, so the camera has a good point of view for the movie. I took out two of the most gigantic rubber dildos in my panty drawer toy box. Both of them were equipped with suction cups. I placed one of them on the mirror, and the second was designated for my asshole.
As everything was ready, I took my pajama off and, stark naked, pressed the record button.
"Hi! I am Jenny, I am 21 years old, and I am a fuck slut," I began. "I will show you today how a slut like me has to suck a cock... I will choke and gag on it while humping the second dildo, stuffing it up my tight ass," then I showed the massive dildo to the camera. "Finally I will try to cum deepthroating this large thing on the mirror," I explained to the camera.
I knelt and lubed both rubber dicks. Then worked my fingers to stretch my asshole wide enough to force the black dildo in. With my left hand, I stroked my hard clit while the cold, emotionless eye of the camera recorded everything.
After a few minutes, I forced the massive thing inside my ass and began to hump it, rubbing my moisten pussy at the same time.
I was hot. Randy like a bitch in heat I looked into the camera through the mirror reflection. I opened my mouth and started to suck the attached dildo... With every move, I tried to get it deeper -- in both holes. One dildo disappeared almost entirely in my ass and the same I decided to do with my mouth. I still was not good enough. After several tries, the tears welled up in my eyes, and a lot of saliva ran down my chin and tits. I tried hard to swallow the dick as far as I could. I wanted someday to be able to make it disappear entirely in my mouth, all 12 inches. But meanwhile, I almost puked a few times, forcing it deeper and deeper... Slowly I felt an orgasm coming.
"Aaah, mmmh, oooh," I gasped and grunted with the dildo stuffing my mouth.
While the rubber cocks were forced into my ass and mouth, I desperately stroked my pussy to cum. I was almost there, only a few strokes away from the peak! My body responded with tension and spasms as I looked at myself in the mirror. And My face was red while tears ran down my cheeks. My eyes were red, and my mouth was wet from all this saliva running out. I looked so ridiculous and stupid... The thoughts, the mirror reflection, the imagination... I started to cum. A huge orgasm flooded my thighs, my pussy, and then my whole body. My mind whirled. Still holding the rubber cock in my mouth, I put my hands on the mirror and arched my back...I got almost the whole dildo in my mouth, while the second still drilled my asshole. It took several seconds, or minutes... I had no idea. The time seemed to have stopped. In the end, completely exhausted, I fell on the carpet and laid there without moving, absolutely overwhelmed by all those ecstasies and other weird feelings...
Not until after few minutes did I realize that one dildo still plugged my anus. I pulled it out slowly and touched my widely stretched hole. I loved this feeling, so I dipped my sticky fingers in my ass. It made me aroused again, but I had to stop. As I started to get up, I realized that I left a huge wet spot on the carpet. "Oh, God! Did I urinate? Did I piss myself while having an orgasm?" I got back to my knees and smelled the spot; it was urine. "You are such a dirty little whore, Jenny!" I said to my mirror reflection and left the room to get a shower.
I put a bathrobe on and went downstairs to eat something and have some coffee.
"Hi, darling!" I heard my mother say. "Sandra prepared for us a great breakfast with fresh strawberries and honey melons," she said excitedly. She was absolutely enthusiastic about Sandra and her skills. Sandra was diligent, kind, beautiful, and obviously learned quickly how to push my mother's buttons. And of course, she knew how I have to be treated...
I poured a cup of fresh hot coffee and took a seat. Tasty rolls, croissants, confiture, and fresh fruits, everything looked delicious.
"Your father called today, and he has to stay in Tokyo for a few more weeks, so I have to manage all this alone again," she said disappointed. "My father and his government job," thought audibly.
"However, Jenny, how about your dancing lessons with Sandra?"
"Well... We haven't started yet, but I think we will very soon..."
"That's great, I am glad to see that you like her too. She is a lovely girl, and so eager and disciplined."
"My parents have always been rigorous," I suddenly heard Sandra answering. "I had to follow their orders, or I had to be punished."
"Really?" asked my mother, wondering. I was, of course, questioning as well. She didn't seem to be ashamed, as she talked about it so openly. Not a bit.
"Yes, I have been spanked many times, by my mother mostly."
We both looked at her with big eyes. I couldn't hide my excitement. I imagined beautiful Sandra with her bare bottom, laying over a chair's back, and it made my pussy wet again.
"On the bare bottom?" I asked before I realized I shouldn't ask such things. Even my mother looked at me in disapproval.
Sandra smiled and looked directly into my eyes. "Of course, on my bare bottom. Always. My mother told me that humiliation is far more effective than pain in terms of punishment methods," I blushed a deep red.
"Well, Jenny hasn't been spanked, but as we see, she is a little bit spoiled now," I heard my mother say smiling. Sandra smiled, too, and this made me feel embarrassed and wetter between my thighs.
"We will have some dance lessons with Jenny, and I am sure at least there I can teach her some discipline," said Sandra without hesitation, and my mother openly agreed with her. It shocked me a little bit. I felt humiliated and aroused at the same time.
"By the way, I would appreciate it if Jenny had some new shoes and dresses for our dance lessons, would you agree?"
"Oh, of course, Sandra," my mother agreed, "Go shopping. Jenny has a credit card with sufficient funds," she laughed. "Meanwhile, I will take a shower and get ready to meet with my friends at the club." She got up and went to the garden with her coffee cup.
Then Sandra and I were alone.
"I don't like this bathrobe, Jenny. Haven't you got something sexier, like a baby-doll nightie?"
"Umm, I'm sorry, I haven't," I answered ashamed.
"It's not an excuse, Jenny! You are a slut, aren't you?" asked she rhetorically," and you should act like one, understood?"
"I... I am not sure," I answered, confused.
"Of course not, you're blonde after all," she humiliated me. "I mean you should start to act sluttier. Sluts sleep naked or wear only baby-doll nighties, without panties. They even walk like this in the morning, around the house. Because they crave the attention of their man or mistress, in your case. Don't they?"
"Yes, Mistress... I understand," I stood there ashamed. Nevertheless, I looked in her eyes. Then I opened my bathrobe, looked nervously in the direction my mother left the house, and let the kimono fall to the floor. I stood there in front of her stark naked.
"That's much better, Jenny slut! Nevertheless, you deserve punishment. Have you got a hairbrush?"
"Yes, Mistress," I answered.
"Please get it then and prepare yourself for a spanking. We will start with a dozen smacks, as long as you assume a more humiliating position than just on your belly. Otherwise, I will have to double the amount. Understand?"
"Yes, Mistress," I repeated almost mindless, absolutely overwhelmed by this situation.
