Chapter 3

Over the next few weeks, Jade and Jon continued to see each other. He had begun to train her properly, teaching her how to be a real slut. She would meet him after class and they would go back to his office, or his house, or one time they fucked in the parking lot of the school. Every time, he would teach her something new.

He began to require her to do domestic duties. When she came over, she had to remove all her clothes and be naked in the house. He gave her chores to complete, such as dishes or dusting or vacuuming. One day, he made her wash the dishes while all tied up. She would have to raise her leg to give her hands enough slack to accomplish the task. It was humiliating, but she didn’t complain.

“Good girls don’t complain.” He had told her.

He began to require her to dress slutty all the time. Everywhere she went, she showed off more skin than she ever had in her life. He required her to make herself available to him on demand, wherever and whenever. It was taxing on her with her school work, but she really enjoyed being at his beck and call. One night, he had called her at midnight. She had to sneak out of her house so he could fuck her in his car in the driveway to her parents house. She was terrified that they would be caught, but the thrill also made her cum so hard.

She hadn’t returned to the church since her confession. She couldn’t face father Murdock since she had given in so easily after he had provided the tools to combat her deviant behavior.

She still wrestled with what he was turning her into and what she was. Lately, he had been attacking her feminism, calling her degrading names, dismissing her ideas and only complimenting her on her appearance. She felt used and objectified. She didn’t know why she liked that he was like this. Everytime she wanted to scream at him for his misogyny, she found herself bent over, getting railed instead.

It was Halloween and Jade sat alone in her parents living room. Everyone had gone out. Her parents were at their friends Tara and Cecil’s for a party and her older brother was out with his friends. Jade decided to stay home and watch some scary movies and hand out candy to the kids that came by. She was happy for the quiet night at home.

She was curled up on the sofa watching nightmare on Elm street when she heard a noise. Her heart raced for a few seconds and she remained perfectly still, listening for the sound. After a minute, she convinced herself that she was imagining it, that she was just jumpy from the movie. She curled back up and continued watching. A few minutes later, she heard it again, this time louder. She was positive that it wasn’t made up and went to investigate. Her chest was pounding as she anxiously walked towards the kitchen. Halloween always brought out the crazies and she was worried that one of them had broken into her house.

She entered the kitchen and looked around. No one was there.

“Hello, Jade.” A voice said behind her.

She screamed and jumped up, spinning around. Jon was standing in the hallway behind her.

“Jeez, Jon!” She exclaimed. “You scared me half to death!”

“Well, it is Halloween, I figured a little fear is in order.”

“How did you get in here?”

“Back door was open. I just slipped in.” He said pointing to the patio door. “Then when I heard you coming I just circled around through the computer room and came up behind you.”

“And what are you doing here?” She asked, crossing her arms. “This is dangerous. My family could be back any moment.”

“Ah, we’re fine. Your parents are at their party, they won’t be back until much later.”

“How ... how did you know that?” Jade asked, eying him suspiciously. “I never told you that.”

“Jade, I know a lot of things about you.” He said confidently. He didn’t seem to think it was a big deal “I do my homework. I need to know what is going on with my subs.”

“It just sounds a bit stalkerish.” She said, before pushing past him and back into the living room. “Well, you’re here, did you want to watch the movie with me?”

“We both know I didn’t come here to watch the movie.”

Jade stopped and stared at him. He wasn’t joking. She should have known, but for some reason was waiting for him to laugh it off as some joke.

“You can’t be serious.” She said. “This is my parents house. I can’t do that here. What if someone comes home?”

“Halloween is all about fear.” He said walking towards her. “Not all fear is axe murders and vampires. Sometimes it is the simple things that scare us the most, like the fear of being caught.”

“Why is my pussy soaked?” She asked herself in exasperation. It was the thing she was the most worried about, her parents finding out about her new lifestyle, but it also turned her on so much. She found she was taking more risks since she met Jon.

“Let’s get something straight, your body is mine to drain my balls. I don’t care whether you are worried or not, you are going to do whatever I say.” He said forcefully as he placed his hands on her shoulders, toying with her nightie.

Jade knew she could say no. She wanted to and yet didn’t want to. She just looked away. She hid her smile from him. She liked his commanding and forceful attitude, but would never admit it.

He lifted the shoulder straps to her nightgown and let them fall down her arms. Her gown slipped off her body, leaving her naked in the living room.

“We are going to try a few new things tonight.” He said as he reached down and grabbed her pussy.

“Of course, sir.” She replied as she bit her lip. “I am ready for more training.”

“Good. First, you will learn face fucking.”

“Haven’t I already learned that, sir?”

“You learned to suck dick. There is a difference. Girls suck dick, whores get their face fucked.”

He pressed on her shoulders and she fell to her knees. She stared up at him as he took off his clothes. She had master the seductive eyes over the last few weeks, asking him to fuck her hard without saying a word. He pulled out his large dick and she took him in her mouth. She slowly moved her head forward and back, getting the shaft all wet and lubricated.

“Now, relax that throat, whore. Keep it nice and loose. You just sit there and take what I give you.”

He grabbed her head and pulled it towards him, forcing his cock to the back of her throat. He then began to move his hips, quickly and powerfully. He roughly fucked her throat. She did everything she could to hold back her gag reflex. After a few seconds, he let her head go.

She coughed harshly. It was more intense than she was expecting. Her throat stung.

“Oh my God, that is so brutal!” She said between hacking fits.

“Yes, and whores better get good at it. All men expect a slut to deep throat them.” Jon replied as he forced himself back into her mouth. Jade did her best to relax her throat muscles but she found it difficult. She wasn’t used to this kind of abuse. He showed her no mercy as he kept the pace up. On more than one occasion, she had to force herself not to puke. Tears rolled down her cheeks inadvertently from the gagging.

After nearly ten minutes, he finally let her go and pushed her. She fell off balance and landed on her back. He was on top of her instantly, shoving his cock into her cunt. She yelped, unprepared for this new assault on her body. He fucked her as roughly as he could. His hips pounded into her clit.

“Your daddy is going to see how much of a whore his little girl is.” Jon growled into her ear

“No, please, sir! Not that!” She squealed in horror.

“I’ll keep you here until they come home. They will see you for what you are.” He yelled, spitting on her face. “This is all you are, fucking skank! The world should see it!”

She whispered at the thought of it. She turned to look away, scared to death that he was serious. As she looked towards the wall, the picture of Jesus stared back at her. She locked eyes with it and couldn’t look away. The longer she stared, the more judgemental he seemed and the more her shame grew.

Jon lifted her legs up so she was balancing on her head and shoulders. He inserted himself again. He got in real deep. She felt his cock punching her cervix. She winced in pain with each thrust. He began to roughly slap her clit. He seemed to be trying to hurt her. She cried out with each hit. The pain and pleasure sent mixed signals to her brain. She both loved and hated it.

He looked up, paused for a moment, then looked back down with a wicked smile.

“Stay like that.” He ordered as he got up and walked over to the couch.

He grabbed the large cross hanging from the wall and brought it over.

Jade knew exactly what he was thinking.

“No, no, sir, that’s not fair. You can’t.”

“Says who?” He sneered. “Tell me to stop then.”

She opened her mouth, but no noise came out. She desperately tried to protest, but her sexual appetite stifled her dissent.