Training Her Right
Copyright© 2008 by Jammes
Chapter 1
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Innocent little Jori is about to receive a introduction to sex that she never expected.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Teenagers Consensual Reluctant Coercion BDSM MaleDom Rough Humiliation First Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Sex Toys
Jori lifted her head up and looked across the dark room at the indistinct shape of her sister's bed. Carefully and quietly she rolled out of bed and stood up. She slipped on her house shoes and shuffled across the room a little closer to her sister's bed. She started to call out quietly but stopped when she heard the quiet steady breathing coming from under the sheets. Satisfied that her younger sister was asleep the young girl tiptoed out of the room and down the hall.
As she passed the open doors of the dark bedrooms of her other sisters and then her parents Jori could feel her heart pounding in her throat. Fear and excitement mingled as she moved on into the kitchen. She checked the glowing lights of the clock on the microwave, 1:45, still plenty of time.
She moved on to the living room and the front door. She grimaced at the chain lock hanging on the door and changed her mind. "Back door then," she thought and turned around and headed to the back of the house. All of the sudden she had to pee. A hiss escaped her lips as she contemplated ignoring her bladder but thinking ahead she decided to go now. "There's time," she thought again. Quickly she moved to the bathroom. Pulling up her long night shirt she dropped her panties and squatted down. As she relieved herself she was struck by a sudden wicked thought. With a grin she wiggled her panties the rest of the way down. "He'll like this." she thought picking them up and tossing them into the open hamper at the corner of the room.
Finished she stood up, flushed and washed her hands. Feeling a greater sense of urgency she headed out the bathroom and to the back door. The darkness felt comforting as she moved around. Fortunately the house was still silent and sleeping, she was still the only one awake. She reached the door and opened it. While the front door was locked tight the back door was usually left unlocked. Quickly she pulled the door open and then slide outside, thankful that the hinges were quiet. As she stepped onto the back porch she felt her heart begin to hammer again in her chest. The cool air and her excitement made her nipples crinkle up and rub against the smooth material of her night shirt as she made her way around to the front of the house and to the end of the yard. "Will he be here?" she wondered as she stepped out to the edge of the street.
She stood there out on the side of the street for almost a minute. She felt exposed standing out in the open. Though all the houses around were quiet there were enough porch lights and one street light lit to maker her tiny form clearly visible to anyone looking out their window. But she was anxious not to be missed. The darkness and silence were soon broken by the sound and lights of a car approaching. Jori involuntarily flinched back ready to flee back into the house if it wasn't the car she was expecting. At first it was hard to make it out against the glare of the approaching headlights but soon she was able to make out the familiar lines of the red sports car.
The car pulled to a stop and the power window rolled down. The headlights dimmed. The driver leaned out and looked at the young girl. "Ready?" he asked with a wide grin.
Jori nodded quickly and gave him a tremulous smile. She could feel her nipples hardening against her thin night shirt and her tummy gave a few flip flops. "Then get in girl," she was ordered.
Quickly she pulled the passenger side door open. Stepping in she pulled the night shirt up to her thighs and slid down into the leather seat. As soon as she snapped the seatbelt on the car pulled away from the curb and the headlights clicked back on. "So," the driver asked casually "Are you sure you got out without being seen?"
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