Subduing Jacqueline

by Jordan Church

  “Slut, get your hand on this goofy fake cock. Keep it shoved deep inside you, and move over to the sofa. I want you up on that couch with your ass sticking in the air. You’ll be more comfortable. See what a considerate fellow I am? “

  Jackie felt relieved to have commands to obey, but couldn’t understand why that would be. She straightened with one hand wrapped around the lower shaft of the dildo. The change in altitude for her head sparked silver stars in her vision. Little Johnson didn’t rush her. Once the dizziness retreated, she shuffled to the sofa, pushing the dildo firmly in place up her slit.

  She obediently manoeuvred into the ordered position, hiding her face in the sofa material, sticking her rounded ass into the air, and keeping the dildo stuck deep in her. She even managed to secretly rub her stiff little clitoris. At least she hoped Little Johnson didn’t notice what she was doing. Why did she bother trying to keep anything hidden from him? Perhaps she did it to rebel in some small way.

  When Little Johnson spoke next she listened closely. She was relieved he hadn’t stuck his cock in her and wanted to show her gratitude with pure obedience. Obedience was important to him and she had to please him.

  “Slut, use that dildo to satisfy your slutty snatch. Your goal is to force it all the way in. Cram that fat round sword up your snatch until the hilt grinds into your labia. Keep your eyes closed or you fail. I won’t talk anymore. I plan to just watch and listen. That means you have to do all the talking. While you fuck yourself describe your actions, how they feel. Tell me what a dirty slut you are, tell me you’re a real bad girl who wants and needs punishment. When you’re about to come sit up and fuck that pussy hard as you can. When you do come open your eyes and tell me you’re coming and what a slut you are for coming. “

  His detailed fuck-structions were a lot for pleasure-distracted Jackie to remember, but they sounded doable, even desirable. The idea of finally earning the satisfaction of an orgasm sounded great no matter what the circumstances.

  Jackie slid the dildo out a couple inches and then jammed the dildo in several inches. While her right hand stretched behind her to clutch the hilt and drive the dildo up her slot, her left hand snaked under her body to tweak her clit. She kept her eyes tightly closed. Following directions was her job now.

  Jackie knew Little Johnson wanted her to talk. What did he want to hear? He called her nasty, derogatory names like slut earlier. Apparently he enjoyed that.

  “I’m fucking myself with this huge dildo because I’m such a slut. My ass is in the air because I’m a slut. I’m a dumb worthless slut! “

  She thought calling herself a slut would feel like acting but she was so turned on the words sounded genuine. She felt tremendous physical pleasure as she manipulated the dildo, and tremendous emotional pleasure from thinking about her shameful statements. She crossed a line without being aware of it. It was one thing for Little Johnson to call her names, but much worse to self-inflict those same names, especially since she believed them. Thinking about the nasty admission aroused her. It was an admission! The names weren’t insults, they were the truth.

  She panted, groaned, and sharply gasped at times, but tried her best to enunciate the words for his enjoyment, “I’m pushing it into my slut pussy hard as I can. I don’t care if it hurts. I even like the pain of it. I can’t believe something this big fits inside my come chute. I love it! “

  She never imagined sticking an enormous object in her pussy could feel so glorious. She wished she’d owned one of these supersized dildos for years. When she completed this assignment and returned the unusual dildo, she would buy one like it for herself on the Internet. Buying a massive fake cock in a sex shop would be so embarrassing!

  It was embarrassing just to think about her work assignment while cramming the piece of evidence in and out of her gripping gutter pussy. While focused on her shame, trickles of her secretions dribbled across her pale muscular abdomen.

  The heady combination of embarrassment, arousal, and sensation resulted in exquisite pleasure, making her realize she sexually craved embarrassment now. She wished to be shamed all the time. As she shoved and whined, she purposely imagined her most prudish friends and relatives watching her whorishness unleashed. She envisioned them watching her obey Little Johnson’s orders, and it thrust her lust to new heights.

  “I’m fucking myself. I’m shoving a plastic cock in me. I’m a bad girl. I need it. “

  She fervently hoped her performance pleased Little Johnson. It felt strange to be trying so hard to please a creep that disgusted her. It also felt right. She had to give him credit for leading her towards such a bounty of pleasure. Inappropriate gratitude replaced her anger. She really was grateful, even delighted by her own corruption.

  “It’s so good. It feels so good, and I’m so bad. I’ll do anything I’m told to do. “

  Pain and pleasure intertwined in her body as she pummelled her raised pussy and pinched her slippery hard clitoris. She pinched it far too hard, the pain overwhelmed her, but it still wasn’t hard enough for a dirty disobedient slut like herself. Oh, she was so near. What had Little Johnson told her to do when she came close to coming?

  Jackie rose up and flipped around like a good little slut. Eyes still clenched shut, she positioned her feet up to her ass, her knees wide and nearly straight to either side of her body, her ass in contact with the stained sofa cushion, and her back pressed against the backrest of the couch. Now both hands teamed up to shove that ridiculously wide plastic cock up her impossibly stretched pussy.

  It was as difficult as shoving a square peg through a round hole, but determination, the new angle of penetration, and the rhythmic bouncing of her slight body weight finally drove the cock sword in to the hilt. Jackie grunted and wailed in agony as the bulbous head smashed against her cervix.

  The agony was necessary to prolong her pleasure. She would have come long before if not for the pain, discomfort, and embarrassment restraining her orgasm. Instead her pleasure crested ever higher, the pain preventing it from crashing into surf.

  Grinding her pussy lips against the hilt, she remembered the upward curved hilt extension meant to tease and shallowly penetrate the anus. In the throes of lust, the alien idea of anal penetration seemed… desirable. She wanted it and knew Little Johnson would approve. Suddenly there was no reason left in the world not to stick the anal probe up her ass.

  Jackie struggled to twist the hilt around, her slippery fingers and the tightness of her pussy resisting motion. Determined, she tugged and twisted until the anal penetrator portion lined up with her little puckered asshole. She raised her ass half a foot off the cushion and made sure she felt the probe tip in contact with her pussy juice soaked anus. She knew this would tear her virgin anus. She wanted the pain. A bad girl like her doing a bad thing like shoving a dildo up her anus deserved some pain. She released her weight intentionally, the heavy force ripping the probe through her tight ass ring. Jackie immediately felt her orgasm breaking.

  “I’m a dirty slut! I just shoved it up my ass too! It hurts and I love it! I’m coming! “

  Somehow remembering Little Johnson’s directions she opened her eyes as she climaxed, fluttering her eyelashes from the bright light and the overwhelming sensations. As she rode the shaft, using both hands to increase its impact, she noticed Little Johnson standing nude, his body covered in black swirled hair. It was like the half-Dwarf’s pubic hair spread to infest the majority of his body.

  She registered through multiple orgasms that he held the camcorder she confiscated from him earlier. She’d set it on the kitchen counter after they entered the apartment. Little Johnson bent forward, focused on capturing every detail. His cock was hard, but he neglected it, using both hands to hold the camcorder steady.

  This was outrageous! It wasn’t fair. She was fucking herself to get a recording from him, not to make another one! He was taking advantage of the sen
sual storm he’d created and was recording the storm wreckage on video for his own gain.

  Jackie longed to stop grinding that two-pronged dildo into her pussy and ass, wanted to make Little Johnson stop, wished to protest, and wanted to kick his ass. But her hunger for pleasure dwarfed the Dwarf, she wanted to continue to ride the orgasms as long as she could keep producing them. She was a shameless slut whose only priority was pleasure even at her own expense.

  Unable to stop herself, Jackie looked straight into the camcorder and aided her defeat by performing for the soul-stealing camcorder and the thousands of strangers it represented. Imagining the strangers watching her come, her orgasms climbed in strength. Bigger, longer, better.

  “Watch me! Watch me fuck and hurt myself. Watch me stuff my pussy and ass with this plastic cock. I’m a stupid slut. I’m just a hot cunt! “

  Her voice sounded hoarse and high-pitched. She wailed through more orgasms, her legs trembling and hands twitching. Her flexing pussy muscles eventually pushed the monster dildo out of her writhing body. It rolled off the sofa onto the carpet. Jackie flopped onto her stomach, her body still except for sporadic, twitching aftershocks.

  After long minutes, she turned her head and looked at Little Johnson. He stood naked and incredibly hairy, but there was no sign of the camcorder. For a moment she thought maybe she imagined it.

  Then he spoke wearing a cat-that-ate-the-canary look on his face, “The End. “

  “You fucker,” she mumbled, exhausted.

  Little Johnson sat at the end of the couch nearest her face. He was naked, horny, and bursting with gloating self-satisfaction. Through her post-orgasmic weariness and the scent of her own arousal, she smelled the awful little man’s body odour.

  “You’re in almost the perfect position, my dear Slut-In-Training. Now get up on your elbows and shift forward so you can suck my cock. “

  She pushed up on her elbows to see if he was serious. Of course he was. He hadn’t come yet. His face showed confidence and a little impatience.

  She opened her mouth to refuse, to negotiate, to at least protest. He spoke like she was some loose whore he owned. As his dark eyes drilled into her, an insidious thought wiggled through her mind. You are what you do, not what you say you are. She just behaved like a total slut. Naturally, Little Johnson viewed her as a slut. She was a slut, so his order was appropriate. What should a slut like her do in this situation?

  Her body obeyed the only possible answer. Mouth still open from her aborted protest, she rose up a bit higher, elbow-crawled a foot closer to Little Johnson, and then carefully lowered her parted lips toward his erect purple-headed cock.

  She stretched her mouth as wide as possible until her mouth surrounded the cockhead and an inch of shaft. She paused, her upper lip brushing the top side his shaft.

  It wasn’t too late. The rational part of her mind still struggled to be heard and ordered her to stop this.

  Jackie knew resisting Little Johnson was useless. He handled her expertly at every turn. If she refused him, he’d convince her, blackmail her, or trick her into doing it anyway. Why bother to resist at all? Her exhausted body was still horny. Against all odds she even wanted to taste his cock.

  Committed, Jackie wrapped her lips firmly around Little Johnson’s too-large cock and flicked her pointed little tongue against the sensitive underside. She tried to get as much of the shaft into her mouth as possible. She tasted him, unable to tell if his cock was clean or dirty, but started giving it a tongue bath. Her own enthusiasm surprised her, and she heard Little Johnson grunt in satisfaction. His satisfaction was important to her, more important than her own wants and needs. The angle was difficult and her tired arms trembled with the strain of propping up her torso, but her discomfort was insignificant. She needed to make Little Johnson come. She needed to please him. Failure to get him off would crush her.

  A new goal, becoming the most satisfying slut possible, replaced her previous goal of avoiding a loss of control. Jackie swirled her tongue, lapping his leaking pre-come, and she revelled in tasting his seminal fluid. The act of tasting his spunk, not the taste itself, so wickedly delighted her.

  Her realization spawned the sting of arousal through her groin. Motivated and enthused, she stretched her mouth and bounced the head of Little Johnson’s cock against the back of her mouth and mashed her tonsils. Even as she choked a little and almost vomited, she vowed to deep-throat the evil Little Johnson.

  Bobbing her head up and down, a new flood of pleasure broke loose, both of sensation and liquid, in her pussy. She tilted her body and stuck her right hand down into her swampy mess.

  “Bad girl! Did I give you permission to whack yourself off? “

  Jackie’s hand froze, but her mouth continued its quest to satisfy. She knew he expected absolute obedience. He would not tolerate independent action from her. In his presence, her independent decision making process became antiquated and useless.

  He obviously expected an answer. She extracted his cockhead from her mouth. A thick string of drool plopped out of from between her parted lips before she could snap them shut and swallow.

  “No, Little Johnson. I’m sorry. “

  “Do you want to masturbate while sucking the cream out of Little Johnson’s dick? “

  She nodded.

  “Then you should ask politely for what you want. If you ask nice enough I may even allow it. “

  The flotsam and jetsam of Jackie’s shipwrecked self-esteem floated to the surface. Didn’t she have any self-respect left? But what did it matter? He already knew she was a slut. She had nothing more to lose.

  “Yes, please. Please allow me to shove my fingers in my pussy and rub my clit while I suck cock. I’ll do a good job for you. “

  “Yes, but you are a bad girl, aren’t you, slut? “

  “Yes, I am,” she said simply. She wasn’t prepared to deny him anything.

  “You may pleasure that hot little pussy while you suck me off, but there are three conditions. One, you must raise your ass up and give me permission to spank and pinch it as much as I want. I still plan to honour our agreement, as I’m a gentleman of my word so I will need your permission. Two, you may only come when I come and must do it at the same time. Three, as mentioned earlier you must swallow all my semen. “

  Jackie flushed, feeling infinitely foolish, remembering earlier when she refused to resolve the situation by giving him a sperm-swallowing blow-job. Had she initially agreed to blow him, the situation would already be settled. Little Johnson possessed his own demented sense of honour. He would have held up his end of the bargain. Now he was about to receive what she had earlier refused him, and he’d already gotten a whole lot more. Her defeat was complete, his victory total.

  “Yes, I will do all those things. I won’t come until I swallow your come. I give you permission to spank and pinch my ass as much as you want, any time you want. Do whatever you want to my butt. I’m a bad girl. I deserve it. “

  “Very good. Agreed. Continue. “

  She raised her pale ass by getting up on her knees and leaning forward and down onto his dick. She hoped her ass made a good target for him, easy to reach despite his short arms. She sucked his air-cooled cock back into her mouth, warming it with flood of saliva. Her right hand returned to the wet folds of her pussy and started stroking and tweaking.

  She wondered if he would really spank her. She’d never been spanked, not even as a child. Her parents were conservative and well-educated, not believers in physical punishments. She’d always been a good daughter anyway. Surprising such a good daughter could turn into such a dirty slut. The humiliation of being spanked scared and thrilled her. Every time she thought her humiliation level peaked, something happened to drive it higher.

  The crack-slap sound and the red flash of pain from her backside answered both her questions. The little man real
ly spanked her. It hurt a lot, more than she’d guessed but also felt much better than she’d hoped. The pain spring boarded her dripping horniness, making her want to shove her whole little hand up her savaged and stretched pussy.

  The spanks rained down in time with her pumping mouth and throat. When her mouth came up and her tongue fluttered against the fluid-leaking head of his shaft, the little hand sliced down with a harsh impact. Waves of pain built and expanded from her bright red ass. As her mouth lowered to engulf his shaft as far as her throat could manage, his hand raised up, reloading for the next strike. She didn’t dread the spanks like she should have, so she never delayed drawing her drooling lips back up the shaft. She did nothing to prevent or delay the blows but accepted them as a bad girl’s due.

  Getting spanked was natural and right. Only a slut like her would enjoy her pain and punishment so greatly. She hoped Little Johnson enjoyed it too.

  Her fingers rubbed back and forth over her hard and hot clitoris. Now she struggled to delay climaxing. She wanted to come now, but wanted to obey Little Johnson even more. Making him shoot his load was her mission in life. Then she could move on to the next mission, swallowing his wad. She wanted to swallow every last squirming egg-seeking sperm. The sickening thought brought her a finger stroke away from a mind-melting climax. Her finger hovered an inch below her clitoris, her mouth struggling to please, as her ass absorbing its fiftieth spank.

  Little Johnson grunted a death groan and came, streams of semen pulsing into her mouth. Immediately she clamped her lips tight as possible around his shaft so none of his spend would escape her scooping tongue. Her throat muscles worked to swallow, and the throbbing swallowing sensation on the sides of his cockhead added to his pleasure. Jackie’s finger stabbed viciously at her clitoris as if it wanted to punish herself to orgasm. Despite her ass feeling like a bubbling lava field of pain, she came so hard for a moment she lost both her vision and hearing. The only senses remaining were pleasure and pain, which were all she needed.