Reputations

[Felix80]

Reputations sucked. Image is reality, regardless of reality.

Jack was a goody-goody. Ask anyone in his school. A+ student. 1600 PSATS & SATS. Treasurer of the chess club. The lighting & set guy for all the school plays. But that's not what cemented his reputation as a goody-two-shoes. No, his place in the pecking order was fixed when he tattled on some of the other boys who snuck into the girls' bathroom and hid in a stall to watch them pee.

That was back in second grade. But it was a small town, and stuff like that stuck with you. He couldn't wait for college so he could start fresh. That was almost a year away. It was almost homecoming of Jack's senior year. Midterms were coming up. His high school set its courses up like a college, 2 semesters a year. Jack was in all AP courses, but he wasn't worried. He was one hell of a student. School work came easily to him, much easier than socialization.

He was in the auditorium, hanging lights fifty feet in the air on the school's pneumatic lift when a girl came in the door & changed his life.

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(OOC)

Closed, at least for now

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Ashley was none as one of the popular girls at school. Standing at the same ranking as the Cheer coach. Sometimes, even higher. Cheer or no cheer, Stacie certainly wasn't as flexible as Ash, wish is one of the reasons she's so popular. Another is because of the way her body had developed... Or over developed. Ash started blooming at a very young age, but instead of stopping at 15 or 16 like her mother had predicted, she kept blooming. Developing large, perky 38D breasts, a nice, slim hour glass figure, beautifully curved hips, and a ass most women died to have. That, added to her dark blue eyes and her dark red hair, she was a bomb shell!

Sadly though, this bomb shells grades were slowly slipping away. What was once a occasional A-B students was now turning into a C-D and sometimes F student. Boys, friends, school, gymnastics, and family was just getting to be way to much for her and with Midterms coming up, she needed help raising her grade. And wit this new history project she had coming up, she knew exactly how to do it.

She walked through the school, keeping an eyes out for any of her friends. She didn't care much for the other people that stared at her as she walked fast. They wouldn't wonder why the head of the schools gymnastics team was skipping practice and instead heading towards the auditorium. Her friends though would insist to come a long and ruin her whole plan.

When she reached the auditorium, she closed the doors softly behind and looked up at Jack, seeing him hanging lights. "Are you suppose to be doing that alone?" she called as she walked tothe stage and pulled herself up, making sure her white mini skirt didn't rise up to high and show her thong underneath. "What if you fall? No one's in here to help you." She ran her fingers through her long hair. "Jack, l need to talk to you. Can you come down?" She asked.

Jack was like the smartest kid in this school. If he couldn't help her, she was screwed.

 

[Felix80]

The door to the auditorium opened and closed, but Jack didn't hear it. His focus was split between holding the light exactly where he needed it to point and screwing down the bolt that would hold it in place. What little attention he had left was tryint to figure out what he had to get done so he could run an operation tonight in Star Wars: The Old Republic. He had homework and with his Dad at a medical conference Jack had to do all the house chores too. Once he got the lights hung he'd be done here...

Jack was snapped out of his revelry by a girl's voice. He assumed it was one of the actresses coming to read her lines during his time in the auditorium. It was annoying when they got in his way while he was working, but when they felt the need to distract him it was worse.

She was asking about him falling. They always asked about him falling. Jack wore fall protection. It was just a belt, not a full harness, but the one time he forgot to detach his fall line from the light bar before he lowered the lift it held his weight just fine. So he pretended he didn't hear her. Maybe she would go away.

She needed to talk to him? No one ever needed to talk to him. Well, some of his chess club friends, and teachers, of course, but actresses? No, not likely.

"One minute," he said as he finished fastening the bolt. He turned away from the light bar to see who it was. Hooters McBoobs? What did she want. No wait, Ashley, her name was Ashley. Whether she knew it or not she'd had the other nickname amongst the school's underbelly of geeks since she put on the gymnastics exhibition for spirit week. Ashley had worn a skin tight spandex one piece that was standard for gymnasts, and it left little to the imagination. Jack had fantasized about those huge titties wrapped around his cock more times than he could count. What did Hooters need his help for?

Jack lowered the lift. He was dressed in a polo shirt and slacks, making him loom more serious then most boys in his high school with their pants worn below their asses, sports jerseys and FUBU jackets. For a bunch of white kids from an affluent town they seemed intent on making themselves look like poor minorites from Detroit.

He was in good shape. Type II diabetes ran in his family so his father had made Jack run 40 minutes a day, every day, since he turned twelve. He had more of a runner's build but when he tried out for cross-country the seniors running the try-outs humiliated him by having him pantsed. That was three years ago in his freshman year. But then, all of freshman year had been hell.

The lift came to a stop and Jack leaded on the rail, looking down at Ashley. Which in turn gave him a pretty good view of her. It took him half a minute of staring before he said, "It's your dime."

Jack wasn't sure what that expression refered to, but it meant the other person should start talking.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

When Jack finally turned and looked down at her, she raised her hand up and gave him a small wave as she thought to herself, "Hurry. Come on, l can't stay in this place all day." When he started to lower the lift, she crossed her arms over her chest, pushing her large breasts out the much more. With the dark purple, button up blouse she wore, her cleavage was clearly on full view to him. Especially when the lift moved closer to her.

When it finally came to a stop, she put on a sweet smile, trying to make herself seem as kind as possible. Which wasn't hard to do. Ashley was a nice person. Not like some of those other bitches that thought they were so hot they could get away with anything. Another reason she was so popular, but nice or not, talking to Jack would be a new for her. She didn't really spend her time trying to talk to guys thst couldn't even approach her with out studdering. Was Jack like that, she wasn't sure, but he was in the chess club and all the boys from the club had always acted that way.

When the lift finally stopped, she uncrossed her arms. "Okay, so look, l need your help." She told him quickly as she moved closer to him. "First off, what does 'lt's your dime' mean? l don't have a dime, but that's not the point here. The point is, l known your smart and l need your brain." She told him, allowing her hair to hide her reddening cheeks. Her grades weren't incredible, but she didn't want to seem like a complete idiot in front of him.

"I know your in Mr. Haltz class and you know about history project he assigned... about a week ago." She moved her hand up and ran it through her hair. "Anyway, l need a good grade, but l don't... l haven't really been paying attention in class so l have no idea what to do. I would go and read the text book, but l can't. l mean, l can read, but l don't have time too. Not with all my gymnastics and l can't just ditch my friends. I can't do it at home either. Not with my parents. They keep me so busy."

Ash crossed her leg. "l came in here to ask, if you weren't busy if you could help me out... with like maybe.... all of it?"

 

[Felix80]

Her tits were amazing and Jack had an unobstructed view. He was barely following what Ashley was talking about. History, the project, boobies, boobies, boobies, come on and show me a nipple! His slacks weren't tight, but the tent he was starting to pitch was a good visual inDICator of what was on his mind. At least until he heard:

"...with like maybe... all of it."

Jack stared at Ashley for a solid minute; at her face, not her fantastic tits, and then he laughed at her. Loudly.

"You're joking right? This is like freshman year when the cheerleaders had a contest to see who could get me to cry by leading me ilon then shutting me down."

Jack detached his safe fall latch from the lift then vaulted over the rail, landing on the stage next to Ashley. He was taller then her and as close as he was he'd have an excellent view of her tits and her face if he positioned himself properly, but he didn't care about that right now.

"You haven't said so much as 'boo' to me in three years & now you want me to write a fifteen page paper for you? Why would I say yes to that? What could you possibly offer me to get me to say yes to that?" He was right in Ashley's face and while he wasn't loud, there was no kindness in his voice.

"Money? My father's a doctor. If you are going to offer me money it should be enough to buy a sleek convertible. But we both know a term paper isn't worth a car. So, unless you're willing to be my sex slave for a week, the answer is no."

Jack turned from the hottie putting both hands on the lift's rails and a foot on it, ready to climb back into the machine. "Don't let the door hit you on the way out."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Ashley's eyes widened a bit, taken back by him laughing at her. She couldn't seem to see what was so funny about this. She was already humiliating herself by asking someone to do her school work, then he had to just start laughing at her. The redheads cheeks burned a darker red. "l'm not joking, damn it. l'm serious here. l need your help." She told him, ignoring the comment about the cheerleaders. She didn't even give those girls a passing glance, let alone remember what they did to him about three years ago.

When he jumped down from the lift, Ash backed up when he landed right in front of her and not overly joyful looking either. When he talked down to her, she balled her hands into two tigt fists, fighting the urge to scream at him. lt's not like she wanted him to just do this for free. She was planning on asking him what he wanted if he said yes. It didn't seem like she had to ask him though, not after what he just said.

"Sex slavd?"

As he turned and started to climb on the machine, she blurted out. "One week. Seven days. One hundred and sixy-eigtht hours." She put her hands on her hips. "You aren't allowed to bring your friends to see me and your not allowed to tell me to go screw him or do her." Ashley glared at his back. "If you promise to give me fifteen pages of pure gold by next week, then l'll do it. I'll be your... sex slave." She finished with a bit of hesitation.

This was not something she did. Not something she wanted to do, but she was desperate. She needed that A! Besides, even if he agree to her terms, how dirty could a nerds mind be? They were focused on math and science, not pretty girls and thinking about what color bra they might have on! "Do we have a deal, Jack?" She asked him.

 

[Felix80]

Damn Ashley was getting pissed off! Flushed face, clenched fists. Jack almost gave a damn. Nah. The girls in this school had shat all over him, figuratively. And while Ashley herself didn't do anything he could recall, every single one of her friends did. Jack had every reawon to assume she was just another bitch.

"One week!"

At those words Jack stopped climbing and turned and looked. She was gorgeous when she was angry. Hair flying, hands on her hips, bent forward slightly as she all but screamed the terms of the agreement. He was getting hard, noticeably hard, jusrt watching her. She was serious.

"Do we have a deal, Jack?"

Jack nodded. This seemed legit. He let go of the lift, turned to her, started to extend a hand qnd stopped. This wasn't real. This was like a fantasy out of penthouse or literotica.

" I'm still half sure this is some kind of trick. I've been the butt of a lot of jokes, and this is way too damn good to be true. Prove you're serious and you've got a deal."

Jack paused for a half second then said, "Show me your titties."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

"Gotcha!" She was a bit surprised when he actually stopped at what she said. Truthfully, the way he had talked to her she thought she'd have to try and talk him into this harder. Damn, this boy had to either really like her, or was a virgin. He could even be both! Whivh ment she had to wait until he at least agreed to help before she asked so she didn't get him to upset.... Like she some how dud earlier.

When Jack let go of the lift and came over to shake her hand, only to stop before she could reach up and take his hand. "What's wrong." She asked him with a small sigh before he explained. "Do you think everyone in this school is a child?" Ashley asked him. Sure, she felt bad that he got made fun of by... a lot of people, but had no reason to think someone he'd never even talked to would try something on him... Okay, scratch that, she might see his problem with that. "What's with you guys and always asking to see my tits?" She said half to herself as he gave her his request.

The word no was playing at her lips, but if he agreed, she'd probably have to do this eventually for him. Why not allow him to see them now? "Okay, okay, but after l do this, l want a deal from you! Not to have you run off and start masturbating somewhere." She told him, completely serious before she uncrossed her hands and moved them to the top of her blouse.

Normally, if she were showing off her breasts, which she rarely did, she would take her time, but given the fact that they were in a auditorium and someone could walk in at any second, she was kind of rushing. Ash unbuttoned the first four buttons, showing Jack both the tiny black and pink bra she wore and a large amount of cleavage. Her hand then moved between the two orbs, grabbing the small clamp on her bra that kept it on. With asmall flick of her wrist, the clamp came undone and she pulled the cups, revealing her creamy, white breasts to him. As soon as the cool air made contact with her breast, her nipples started to harden, but before he could notice, she pulled the bra back and re-attached the hook.

"There, now do we have a deal?" The girl asked, leaving her shirt unbuttoned as she held out her hand.

 

[Felix80]

(Not fair! I thought you were done for the night so I stopped checking. If I had known you posted an hour ago... damn that was a good post. Hopefully you'll like my reply. I reworked the dialogue a bit.)

"Do you think everyone at this school is a child?"

Jack snorted, then said, "If something waddles & quacks it's probably a duck. Do I get to see your tits or not? I've got lights to hang."

"What's with you guys and always asking to see my tits?"

Jack bit back a sarcastic retort. Ashley was thinking it over and he didn't want to sway her decision toward the negative by needling her again.

"Okay, okay, but after I do this, I want a deal from you!" Jack raised one eyebrow quizzically. She was already getting a term paper out of this, what more did she want? "Not to have you run off and start masturbating somewhere."

Jack laughed. It wasn't a high pitched laugh, more of a deep chuckle with a great deal of bass. It could have been a frightening laugh if it had lasted more than a second or so. The laugh led into him saying, "I assure you, that is the least of your worries." Despite her protests about not prejudging people it was clear that Ashley thought he was some geek who was going to cum at the first sign of nipple. Albeit, Jack was a virgin, but the internet, as Avenue Q so delightfully put it in song, is for porn. He knew far more about sex than anybody would imagine.

But then her hands were on her blouse and Jack shut up. She went much faster then he would have liked, but when she unclipped the bra and her breasts rolled free Jack stared, transfixed. He began to feel the fabric in his trousers stretching but before he could reach out and touch them they were gone, hidden again by the bra that hid just a hint too much.

"There, now do we have a deal?"

Jack ignored her, closed the distance between them with a single stride and took hold of the bra's clasp.

"I didn't give you permission to cover up, Slave." Jack fiddled with the clasp for an eternity that really only lasted a few seconds. Then Ashley's breasts were free again and he waisted no time.

His hands reached under her breasts caressing their underside with his fingers as he lifted them up and squeezed them together. He separated them, caressed them gently and then let his fingers run over her nipples, supporting their weight with the palm of his hands. His fingers kneeded into her tit-flesh as his thumbs rolled back and forth and back and forth over her hard nipples until he finally reached up will his palms and pushed down on her nipples with the palm of his hands, rubbing gently as he compressed her tits against her chest.

Jack nodded. "Yes, you'll do." He turned and walked over to his bookbagn picked it up in his hands and turned to see if she waited to cover up. (If she put them away Jack shakes his head. If she doesn't he grins and tells her to put them away.

"It is time for your proof." Jack unzipped his bag, pulled out a folder, dropped the bag, open the folder, took out a pen and a single sheet of paper and began to write something.

"This is my term paper. Well, the first page. I was done with the first draft 2 weeks ago. You really haven't been paying attention have you?" Jack shook his head. "Regardless, read it. It's pure gold. We are allowed to work with a partner on this. If you want me to attach your name to my paper, be at my house tonight at seven. I've written down my address and cell phone number."

Jack handed Ashley the first page of his term paper. "You will dress in something provacative and bring music. The first thing your little gymnast body is going to do is strip for me."

Jack reached forward and lifted Ashley's chin. He stared into her eyes.

"From this moment on you are mine. Slave."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Ashley went to close her top back up after she got no word back from Jack, thinking he was just to shocked that she actually showed him her breasts to respond. Obviously though, her thought on Jack being the same as his friends was wrong. With a shocked gasped, she let go of the corners of her shirt, watching as his hands grabbed the hook to her bra. "Slave?" She ground her teeth together for a moment, completely taken off guard. Sure, she just told him she'd be his sex slave for a week, but she didn't expect him to call her one!

The second he got her bra unhooked, his hands were on her tits. "Ohhh," Quickly, she out her hands behind her back, holding them there as he felt her up, squeezing and rubbing at her sensitive flesh. The whole time, she tried hard to hold back a moan. Ashley had had about four boyfriends who had made it to second base with her. Two who went further, but when ever they were... well playing together, she would always go crazy when they touched her tits. And it was no different with Jack, but she couldn't allow him to see how his touch was making her react.

When he finally let her go, her hands shot to her bra. "Glad you enjoyed them." She said sarcastically, panting slightly. As he walked to his bag, she re hooked her bra and started re buttoning her top. As he shakes his head she shrugged her shoulders, as if to say "You were done." As he turned back to his bag, she finished buttoning her shirt up, sge watched as he wrote something down on a sheet of paper.

"l said l was busy." She told him, blushing as she snatched at the paper he held out to her. She was really getting tired of the way he was insulting her now. For a nerd, he was pretty rude. As she read over the paper, she peeked at him, listening to what she had to do if she wanted an A. "Do l seem like a stripper?" She asked him, quickly. "You know, you could go to a strip club." She added in a mumbled as she folded the piece of paper up into a small square.

Ash looked up at him as Jack lifted her head up.

"From this moment on you are mine. Slave."

Quickly, she backed away from him, feeling her cheeks start to really burn. "l'll be at your house at seven." She looked back at the lift, "You should finish that before you get into any trouble." Before he could comment, Ashley turned and walked out of the auditorium, letting the door slam behind her before she rushed off to catch the last of her gymnastics practice.

 

[Felix80]

The old expression, 'I hate to see her go but I love to watch her leave,' came to mind as Ashley walked away. The sway of her hips was mesmerizing, and the way the rest of her body moved with her was amazing. And her tits... Wow! Not that Jack had anything to compare them with but amazing was amazing.

It was a few minutes after she shut the door that Jack shook his head and sighed. It was going to be hard to concentrate on the lights. He was tempted to go to the back room and crank one off but didn't. He had a sex slave now, and not just any girl, but the hottest girl in school. Maybe tonight he'd have her jerk him off.

Heh, that was a good idea.

Jack finished with the lights. He left the school and swung by and grabbed some fast food for dinner. He did a few chores around the house, specifically cleaning the bathroom and the living room. Lastly he went and found the video camera and set it up on a tripod in the living room. He was going to have her for a week, he wanted to remember her.

It was almost seven. Jack sat down on the couch and sighed. This was going to be a great night.

If Ashley showed up.

Jack closed his eyes and took a deep breath. If he'd pushed her too far she wouldn't be coming. He forced himself to focus on the positive. He'd gotten to second base with Hooters McBoobs. How many other guys can say that?

Jack flipped on the TV. It was ten of seven. The minutes were taking hours to pass.

 

[WolfGirl69]

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[HornyPussycat21]

Ashley went through her gymnastics class with very few screw ups, which was a head surprise to her. Her head was filled with Jack and what they had agreed on in the auditorium. How she had agreed to become a sex slave. How she just stood there while he felt her up. It was like a dream where she was just making one dumb mistake after another... and she was about to make another.

After practice, she packed up her things and headed home. Well, after she turned down about four or five of her friends that asked if she wanted to hang out and see a movie today. Which of course she had to turn down, saying she had a fever. They were a bit spectical after her activity in the gym, but they allowed her to go, giving her a quick hug before she left.

Once she got home, she went straight up to her room, ignoring her father who was passed out on the couch. He wasn't drug or anything. He just worked a lot. Over eighty hours a week. Besides, he's really cranky when he first wakes up. So when ever anyone say him asleep, it was smart to leave him that way. He'd probably be awake before she left anyway. Once she reached her bedroom, she closed the door behind and throw her bag on the bed and went straight to her room, searching for something 'provocative' for Jack tonight. If she wanted a good grade, it had to be something good! Not that almost everything she wore didn't look great on her.

Ash found her favorite light blue jean shorts and a tight, low cut, black top that showed off her tight, tone stomach. It was one of her favorite outfit to wear when she went out to big parties. After she grabbed a pair of black 4'' wedges, she headed to the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. Allowing herself to forget about her deal for a little bit.

Once she was finished, she got dressed and did her hair so it fell in wavy curls around her face. Once she was done, she put on a little bit of lip gloss then headed to her room, picking up her ipad and the note he gave her. When Ashley went down stairs, she found her father still asleep on the couch, but only snoring now. With a small smile, she grabbed a piece of paper of the computer desk and a pencil and wrote down a quick message.

Going out with a few of my friends. I'll probably be out late. If you need anything, just call me.

She put the note on the table in front of the couch and headed out, going straight to Jack's house.

It was six fifty-eight when she pulled into his drive away and got out. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she headed up to the front door, thinking about what she was going to have to do for this guy. A guy she didn't even know. That report better be amazing! Once she reached the door, she rang the door bell and crossed her arms, waiting for him to answer.

 

[Felix80]

Jack clicked off the TV when the door bell rang. He stood and took a deep breath, trying to banish the butterflies in his stomach. Jack was going to lose his virginity tonight to the hottest girl in school, a gymnast, who was his sex slave.

Shit, that was a lot of pressure.

He took another deep breath, letting it out slowly and then waled to the door. One last deep breath as he turned the door handle. The butterflies were gone and he knew exactly what he was going to say.

"I hope-" Jack's jaw dropped when he saw Ashley standing there, barely dressed in her black top and jeans shorts.

"Damn," he said in little more then a whisper.

It took a few seconds for him to recover as his eyes roved over her body. Finally his wits came back to him.

"We're going to have fun tonight my beautiful slave. Come in."

Jack's family's living room was a spartan affair. A TV in an entertainment system, a large corner couch and an end table with a lamp. The furniture was quality, but the design was simple.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

When the door opened up, Ash put on a bright, happy smile, turning back into her sweet self, even if she was here against her will. It was kind of worth it to see the face he gave her when he opened the door. With a grin, she looked down at herself before looking back at him. "Looks like l got the provocative part down." She told him.

When she walked inside, she shut the door with her foot and followed him to his living room. As she did, her eyes were roaming over what she could see of his house. Of course, she knew his dad was a bit time lawyer, but she didn't think he would live in a house... so nice. With a place like this, she was surprised he didn't have a few friends out of chess club. "You know," She looked at him. "You don't have to call me slave. l agreed to be your sex slave, but you don't have to call me that. I do have a name you know."

When they walked into the living, she put her ipad on the end table and went to the middle of the room, placing her hands on her hips. "Okay, so..." She brushed her hair back, blushing slightly. "Do you still want me to... do that... thingy? You know... strip for you?" Ashley asked him, nervously.

 

[Felix80]

"Looks like l got the provocative part down."

"Indeed," Jack intoned as he let Ashley pass him and he watched her ass sway back and forth. This was going to be a great night.

"You know," She looked at him. "You don't have to call me slave. l agreed to be your sex slave, but you don't have to call me that. I do have a name you know."

Jack thought about that for a bit as she walked to the center of the room and put her hands on her hips. She was trying to act confident, but when she blushed it all went away. Jack wondered how much of the blush was fear and how much was excitement.

"Okay, so... Do you still want me to... do that... thingy? You know... strip for you?"

Jack smiled, crossing to the video camera set up next to the couch and turning it on to record. She didn't seem to notice it yet, and he was sure she'd object, but the terms of the deal was that he wouldn't bring his friends over to show her off, not that he couldn't make a recording for his own use.

Jack crossed to the couch and sat facing Ashley. He smiled at her, looking her up and down. He ended with his eyes on hers and smiled.

"I approve of the outfit, Slave." Jack held Ashley's gaze, letting her feel the weight of the word. "Yes, away from me you are Ashley, popular gymnast and lusted after by the male half of our school. Here with me you are my personal slave, here to fulfill my every sordid desire, my every perverse want, my every sexual request without question, without reservation. This week you will be my slut, my whore, my slave and when this week is done you will be begging me to use you as I see fit. You will be on your knees, hungering for my cock, and you will consider it high praise to be called cunt or whore or slut, or yes, even slave."

Jack waited, not long, just enough time for the words to sink in and then commanded, "Now strip for me slave. Strip for your master."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

Ashley watched him as he sat down on the couch, still silent since she asked him about him calling her a slut. She knew men, she knew that look they got on their faces when she talked to them. It was never a good thing when they stopped talking around a cute girl. One that gave them an obviously raging hard on like the one that Jack had had yesterday while he was feeling her up.

Of course, her first instinct had been right. As soon as he was comfortable, he called her a Slave. She thought, At least he complemented my outfit first... l guess. She moved her hands from her hips, crossing them in front of herself as her blush got stronger, almost getting as dark as her hair. That only worsened when he told her what she was around him. Honestly, she was beyond shocked at how he described her! It wasn't something she had ever thought a geek would have the balls to say... Well at least until that nerd grew up to become a millionaire and could say something like this to a girl and get a giggle in responce.

Once he went as far as to predict what she would do after this week, she actually giggled a bit, quickly covering her mouth to hide it. I highly doubt that will ever happen other then in your dreams. Which, l'm sure you'll be thinking about for the next ten years. Probably longer. She thought as she moved her hand back down. "Jack, l think your thinking of a different girl around school. l would never do something like that, ever." She told him.

When he told her to strip, she stood there a moment, debating whether or not to get this over with or just leave. After a hesitant moment, she walked to the table and grabbed her ipod. "Jack," Ash started as she scrolled through her list of songs. "Please, l'm asking you this as a girl who's life will be ruined if you do this, don't tell anyone at school. No one that knows me can know l'm stripping for a paper. Yes, you've probably had it ruff, but it'll be brutal for a girl like me if this gets out."

She found one of her favorite songs by Britney and put the ipod down before returning to the middle of the room. She took a moment to take a few calming breathes as she looked at Jack, seeing him just... watching her. She would never last as a stripper! "Okay,"

Ashley slowly started to sway her body with the music, closing her eyes as she did, trying to forget that someone was watching her. Imagining she was just having fun in her room. Ashley moved her hands over her waist, moving it up, over her flat stomach, over her round, shaplely tits, before moving back down. When she moved her hands up a second time, she grabbed the bottom of her top and tugged it up, showing more over her well body. Slowly, she pulled the top over her head and dropped it to the ground, showing off the dark green bra she wore underneath.

The busty redhead opened her eyed, getting enough courage to look at him as her hands moved to her bra, rubbing over the lacy fabric, before cupping her tits. She thought if she gave him a show, he might go easy on her later on. With a smile, she moved her hands away from her breasts, down to her shorts. With a quick flick of her hand, she unbuttoned them, showing off the match green panties she wore.

With a grin, she grabbed the edge of her shorts and slowly pulled them down her long legs, swaying her hips seductively as she did. Ash slid her shorts off, leaving her in her bra, panties, and her heels. After she dropped her shorts, she moved her hands behind her back and unhooked it. The straps feel down her arms a bit before she grabbed them, first she took the left strap and gentle tugged it off, before doing the same to the right. As she moved it away, her nipples started to harden as the cool air hit them. One more thing. Just one more. The bra feel at her feet and her hands moved to her panties, playing with the sides a bit.

Ashley pulled the sides down a bit. She turned her back to him and gently started to move the panties lower, down her shapely legs, until they were by her calves. With a quick movement, she pulled them over her shoes before dropping them with her other clothes. By now, the song had ended and a new one had started, which was now half over. Ash resisted the urge to cover her body as she turned back to him, now showing him her shaven pussy. "Did... l do it right?" She asked, curiously. This was her first time actually stripping for a man, so she had no idea if she did it right or not.

 

[Felix80]

She giggled during his little speech. Jack ignored it. Ashley agreed to this before she knew what it would entail. If she had to deal with it by a few giggles then fine.

"This week you will be my slut, my whore, my slave and when this week is done you will be begging me to use you as I see fit. You will be on your knees, hungering for my cock, and you will consider it high praise to be called cunt or whore or slut, or yes, even slave."

"Jack, l think your thinking of a different girl around school. l would never do something like that, ever."

Jack wasn't sure what the best thing to say to that would be, so he just smiled at her. She was protesting that she would never want to be his slave, but she was here, in his house, getting ready to strip for him. If someone had been telling her that she'd be doing this yesterday she probably would have laughed at them.

Hooters McBoobs was in his house, getting ready to strip for him. She was standing there half naked picking out her music. He'd had fantasies like this. He was already getting hard and since he hadn't changed out of his slacks from the auditorium, it was fairly obvious.

"Jack, please, l'm asking you this as a girl who's life will be ruined if you do this, don't tell anyone at school. No one that knows me can know l'm stripping for a paper. Yes, you've probably had it ruff, but it'll be brutal for a girl like me if this gets out."

Jack raised an eyebrow. He was surprised she hadn't objected to the camera. Excellent. "I believe the agreement was not to show you off to my friends or send you out to fuck someone else. I can assure you, slave, you will be far too busy fucking me." It wasn't an answer, but he had no intention of this getting out. He wasn't sure if this was academic fraud or what, but Jack wasn't letting his college chances slip away for a week of sex.

And then Ashley started dancing to the music. Jack couldn't place it at first, a couple alarms were going off in the song, but then it transitioned smoothly into a woman rapping with a sultry voice. Then Jack couldn't care less because Ashley was moving, her hands roaming over her body. When her hands caressed her breasts his hips bucked a bit, involuntarily.

Damn she was sexy. And he was hard. He should get his cock out. No, wait for it, stay calm, stay in control. Jack took a deep breath and let it out. He focused on the lyrics and wondered if Ashley had chosen this song to make a point. Womanizer? Not really. Yes, he was using her in this arrangement, but she was using him too. What really got him was that the song was about how the boy and girl would never be together. Was that a message? Nah, it was probably just a song she liked, besides, she was definitely moving to it.

Ashley was just starting to take her top off when the song changed to something about a girl named Amy. Just as the bra came off the song said, "All the boys and all the girls want to F U C K me!" The song was right.

Her breasts were more amazing to look at while they swayed there for him and then she was in just panties. She turned around and showcased her fantastic ass while pushing down her panties. Damn, he wanted to get up and just start fucking her while she was bent over. No, wait.

Then she turned around to him and despite being completely naked in front of him she seemed nervous and asked, "Did... l do it right?"

Jack nodded, gathering his words. All she had to do was look at his trousers to see how much he liked it. He took a deep breath, getting back into control.
When he spoke his voice was strong and calm.

"It was adequete, Slave." He paused and forced himself to look into her eyes. "When you strip for me tomorrow you have permission to touch yourself while you dance. Play with your body, and taunt me. A strip tease is just that, a tease. But when it is over, to be successful, we should both be ready for sex. When you are finished, slave, you should completely aroused, your nipples hard, a fine sheen of sweat over your body, and your pussy should be hot and wet. Soaking wet."

Jack pointedly looked away from her face and traced down her body to glare at her pussy.

"Are you soaking wet slave? Come stand right in front of me and spread yourself so I can judge for myself."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

"Adequate?" She said, obviously offered by that statement. She probably the first girl to give him his own private strip and he was calling her adequate. Judging by that buldge that was creating that rather impressive tent in his pants though, he was lying through his teeth. She looked away from him for a minute as he told her what he really wanted. "For a guy that's not getting any... that l know of, you'd think you wouldn't be so picky." She said, half to herself before looking at him. "Most guys would think being with me, a girl that almost all the guys want, would be plenty! Getting something no one else is getting!"

When he asked if she were soaked, she looked back at him, a brow raised. The little strip had been... a bit exciting for her. It may have been something she had done against her will, well not completely against her will. He wasn't forcing her to do anything. Anyway, it had been kind of fun! If she hadn't been worried about what she'd have to do next, she could have had even more fun!

Ashley walked over to him slowly, a bit spectacle of being judged by him. Once she was right in front of him, she stopped and spread her legs wide, crossing her arms behind her back as she did so. "l could just tell you, you know. I-l'm not soaked." Damp, yes. Soaked, no. She turned her head towaeds the ground. "By the way, that stripping comment you made... Am l going to have to strip everyday? Because l can't get caught by your parents. I need to know when they'll be around if l am."

 

[Felix80]

Jack listened to her words, a bit of anger welling up inside him. He pushed the anger down and considered his words. He wanted to strike the right balance.

Ashley came and stood before him, crossed her arms behind her back, making her tits stick out and spreading her legs wide for him. He listened to her and decided on his response. He left her in that position while he talked, sitting motionless on the couch, enjoying having this naked gymnast on display for him.

"Whether or not I'm getting any is irrelevant. You pleasing me is the only thing that matters. Today you pleased me adequately. You will do better tomorrow. Or you will be punished."

He let the words hang there for a moment then quickly answered her other question. "My father is at a medical conference for a week. My mother is..." Dead. But he didn't want to say that. Or think about it. "...gone. So you don't have to worry about being caught. Not at my house anyway. School is another matter. As far as stripping for me everyday, well, I haven't decided yet. Suffice it to say you will do as you are told. And you will strive to please me. Because you are my slave, and I am your master."

Jack reached a hand out, extending a finger and rubbed it against her slit from bottom to top, where her clit should be. He brought the finger to his mouth and sucked off the few drops on it. "Not damp, but wet. And tasty. Hold that pose."

Jack slid forward until his bum was resting on the edge of the couch and he was inches away from Ashley's pussy. He spread her labia with one hand and leaned looked at it, taking his sweet time investigating the first pussy he'd ever seen. His other hand moved to her left inner thigh and began to run up and down it, gently rubbing, caressing her. After a few moments of this he removed his hand from her thigh and began to touch different parts of her pussy while holding it open with his other hand.

He ran his finger up and down her inner lips. Up one side, then down the other, nice and slow. Jack did this for awhile until he pushed against her clitoral hood, gently pressing up and down and caressing the nub. Next he removed that finger and pressed his palm against her clit, rubbing it back and forth as he pressed down gently, but firmly. Releasing her lips with his other hand he slipped his middle finger up inside her, pressing in until he could curve it toward the area her g-spot was in. He knew he was looking for something that felt like wet sand paper, but it could take awhile to find it. Meanwhile he never stopped rubbing her clit with the palm of his hand.

 

[HornyPussycat21]

"Whether or not l'm getting any is irrelevant. You pleasing me is the only thing that matters. Today you pleased me adequately. You will do better tomorrow. Or you will punished."

He's not getting any. She thought to herself, holding back a laugh. It wasn't really that part that made her laugh. lt was more the punishment part that really got to her. Sure, Jack was pretty damn fit and he was a lot taller then her, but she didn't think he would be able to really 'punish' her. Unless she allowed him to do so, but even then, Jack didn't look like the type that would punish anyone. Especially a girl that gave him a rather impressive hard on! She didn't let how she felt show though, just in case she was... Well wrong!

"Well, at least the hous- Wait, school? What do you mean school?" She asked, cocking her head to the left questionably. He had to be lying about that. He couldn't be serious about her doing anything in the school, especially where someone could see her. For a man that's got teased most of his life, he can really dish it out! "Alright! l'll try to do what you want!" She said quickly. This slave, master talk is really startinb to get to me.

Ashley bit her bottom lip, holding back a moan as he ran his finger over her slit. She watched him as he moved his hand to his mouth, sucking off any juices he might have gotten. "l-l'm glad you... like... it?" She mumbled, blushing slightly as she did. She only got eaten out a few times and out of all of them, she never had a man say she tasted good. Probably because they were more into getting off them pleasing her. She tilted her head and looked up as he moved closer and spread her lips and started rubbing her thigh. It was kind of bare able, he was just... looking she guessed. But then she felt his fingers start to rub at her sex. "Oh my goooddd," She let her head fall back and moaned in pleasure, unable to hold it back as he rubbed at her clit. Ash closed her eyes and balled her hands into tight little fists. "Mmmm,"

It was long before he replaced his finger with his palm, putting more pressure on her sensitive button. As he rubbed her, her legs started to shake and she could feel her pussy juices start to flow. Which she was sure he could when she felt his finger push into her opening. "Mmmm, god damn it!" She started to pant slightly, her breasts rising and falling faster with each moment. Honestly, he was fucking amazing. She thought he would be more clumsy, like he didn't know what he was doing, but, "Jack!" Ashley shot her left hand down and grabbed his wrist, while her right hand went to his shoulder. "Right there! Rub right there, please!" She moaned, feeling his finger touch the perfect spot.

 

[Felix80]

Ashley grabbed Jack's wrist, guiding his finger to that wet, sandpapery spot he'd read about so many times online, and watched how to make girls squirt videos on www.youporn.com. He rubbed her right there, intent on bringing her to orgasm until he hearrd her say:

"Jack! Rub, right there, please!"

He stopped, keeping his hands on her innermost places. She called him Jack. That wouldn't do.

"I am your Master." Leaving his hand there he straightened out his finger inside of her then tapped on her G-spot. "Say it."


Despite any protests or pleadings she made Jack waited silently until sh e called him Master. Once she did he started finger fucking her again, and rubbing her clit with his palm. As she moaned and wriggled it occured to him that this was a unique opportunity to set a precedent and he should take advantage of it. When Ashley's moans and shaking intensified he stopped again. He waited for her response and then said, "You are my slave." He tapped her G-spot. "Say it."


Once he was satisfied he started pleasing her again. Slower this time, ignoring her pleas and letting the build up drag on, slowly increasing tempo until she was nearing crescendo again and then stopped. Jack smiled up at her, enjoying her frustration and said, "You are a wanton slut. You desperately need this orgasm don't you? You're a cum-hungry cockwhore whose cunt is on fire for an orgasm. Tell me you want to cum." Jack waited for her reply and said, "Good. Now beg me for it, slut." Tap. "Beg your Master to let you cum."

 

[HornyPussycat21]

l am your Master.

Jack stopped. He actually stopped moving his finger. With a frustrated growl, she opened her eyes and looked down at him, ignoring his comment for a moment, feeling her body slowly lose the pleasure that had been building inside her. She was kind of thankful that he hadn't waited until she was farther gone though. Still, that didn't stop her from crying out a bit when she felt him tap at her g-spot, making her body buck a bit. "Uhhh! Jack come on. You were doing so good, don't stop for something like a name." She watched him, seeing he was going for it by the way he just stared silently at her. "Pllleassse, let me cum. I can call you that any other time, just please," Still, nothing.

With another quick groan, she gave in, "Your my master!" She said to him. That seemed to be enough because right away he started finger fucking her again. Ashley allowed her eyes to close and started moaning again, this time though, she started rocking her hips, grinding against his hand. "Mmm," She let go of his wrist and moved it to his other shoulder, clinging to him. She didn't think he would stop for a second time, so she just enjoyed herself. "Ohhh fuck, yes. More, more, please don't stop!" She moaned before biting her lower lip, holding herself back from calling him Jack again.

Her pleasure was growing, her toes were curling, only to have him stop again. "Ahhhh!" He moved his finger away from her g-spot and she looked down at him, clearly upset by him stopping again. "What'd l do this time?" She asked him, pouting as she panted.

You are my slave.

She bit her lower lip, staring at him. "I am your slave." She growled, seeing no need to argue. He obviously wasn't going to keep fucking her pussy unless she said what he wanted to hear. "l'm your slave, master." That seemed to get him going again, but not like he was doing eariler. Instead of the fast pace he had a few moments ago, he was using a much slower pace, making her whimper. Ashley wanted to cum. She needed to cum! Her pussy felt like it was on fire and he was just playing with her, making her squirm and trying to make her look easy by making her call herself a slave. "Please master, faster. I need you to move faster." She told him, trying to make him move his hand faster, but it was like she wasn't saying anything. Jack was taking his time. After a while, it wasn't so bad because he soon got to the original pace... Only to stop!

She sore, she was on the verge of tears! With a loud groan, she looked at him, waiting for him to tell her what to do. He could hsve told her to do anything at that moment, as long as she got to cum! "Yes master, l'm a cockwhore and l need to cum! I want to cum so bad master." She said, her body shaking, unable to stop it from shaking anymore. She needed to cum, bad! When he told her to beg, she did hesitate for a second, thinking about it for a moment before, "Please master, fuck my pussy. Please, let... Please let your naughty slave cum." She pleaded before thinking, "I-l'll give you the best blow job you'll ever have if you let me cum."

 

[Felix80]

That had worked a thousand times better than Jack thought it would. A blowjob, huh? That wasn't a bad idea. He would consider it. In the meantime his right had was covered in Ashley's juices and it was time to bring his slave to orgasm.

Jack worked his finger in and out of Ashley's cunt, an inch in, an inch out, pressing down firmly on her G-spot and using his wrist to make the motion so his hand wouldn't get tired. With his hand against her upper vulva and her labia spread wide Jack's palm was on her clit. He looked up at Ashley's face, well as much as he could see of it with her gigantic giggling boobs in the way, then he pressed harder against her clit and started to move his hand from left to right then up and down. He wanted to be sure he wasn't hurting her with more pressure.

From there he just started moving his hands faster and did what she asked. If she said faster, then he went faster. Harder, he pressed down more. If she said right there, or directed his hand Jack listened to her. After all, it was her orgasm.

He kept going through the throws of her ecstacy until Ashley pushed his hands away. Jack took her by the waist and guided her down to sit on his lap. He held her as the orgasm subsided, rubbing her back, arms and legs

 

[HornyPussycat21]

"Thank you, master!" She cried out as he started moving his hand again, working his finger against both her clit and her G-spot. Quickly, she moved one of her hands away from his shoulder and reached up, grabbing a handful of her right tit. "Faster! Faster, please! Don't stop!" There was a small part of her brain, screaming for her not to get to into this to fast. Sure, he was working his hand, wildly better then he had been when he first started, but that could easily be a bad thing instead of an incredibly good one.

Sadly, she couldn't listen to that side of her mind. Nope. The rest of her mind, which was a rather large section was yelling, hollaring for her to let go, to allow her body to get rid of this growing pleasure in the best way it could. He didn't seem to be in a mean mood at that moment though. He might actually let her get off! As her orgasm became closer and closer, her voice started to rise and her moans turned more into cries of pleasure. Then it was like her body exploded. Her hand shot down from her breast and grabbed his hand. "FUCK! Stop! Stop! Pull it out!" She repeated before she started to cum.

As Ashley's body bucked and squirmed, her juices sprayed out of her pussy, running down her inner thighs. At the same time, she felt herself being pulled down. She sat on his lap, her hips thrusting at nothing as she moved her hands up and tangled them in his hair. Out of all the orgasms she's had, this one had to be the most intense so far. Even after her body had calmed down some, she was still seeing stars.

After a few moments, the orgasm had subsided, but she stayed onto of Jack, panting for breath. Softly, she whispered, "I... l've never done that before... that hard." She opened her eyes and pushed herself up a bit, taking her hands away from his hair. "I'm sorry, l think l got your pants a bit... wet." She mumbled, keeping her gaze on his shirt and not his face.