Training Her Right
Copyright© 2008 by Jammes
Chapter 11
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 11 - 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
The man sagged down on top of the girl for several seconds. His hard cock stayed buried deep in her ass. Slowly Jori began to come out of the orgasmic haze. The man's weight on her body made breathing, especially through the gag more difficult. She felt him stirring slowly. At last he rocked back and off of her. He pulled his hips back and she felt his cock sliding out from inside her ass. She then felt his hands reaching behind her head and unbuckling the straps holding the cock-gag in place. Moving around on his knees he presented his swiftly softening cock to her. "Clean it up bitch," he ordered her.
Coming down off the high of her orgasm Jori eyed the stranger's cock with misgivings but obediently opened her mouth without a word of protest. Soon his cock was back inside her mouth. She tasted a mix of her ass and his cum on the smooth skin and nearly retched. "Just clean it up like a good little whore." she heard the man say.
She forced herself to keep sucking and licking at the man's cock until he was satisfied and pulled out. "That was very good babe," he told her. "It's important to remember your place even after all the fucking is over."
The man moved back to her side and bending over she felt him working at the clamps on her tits. "This is gonna hurt," he warned her as first one clamp and then the other was removed.
He was right. Jori winced as the feeling began to return to her numbed nipples. Next he began to untie and then unwind the rope around her body. As her arms came free she gratefully moved them to the front. The strain on her shoulders was one that had not numbed but had been forgotten in the excitement. She reached up and rubbed at her aching tits as he removed the cuffs from around her ankles. Then he was standing in front of her. "Give me your hands," he ordered.
Jori raised her hands to his. He grasped hold of one of them in each hand. "Now stand up," he said.
She pushed with her legs while he pulled up on her. She felt the dildo sliding out of her cunt and gave a small groan as she came up to stand next to him on trembling legs. The sudden void inside her felt strange. "Whew!" she exclaimed.
With the adrenaline seeping out of her body Jori felt every twinge and every muscle of her body protesting. She was barely able to get her arms up over her head to put her nightshirt back on when the man handed it to her. He rapidly got dressed himself and guided her back to the car. "Come on we don't have much time," he said as he slipped her back into the seat.
She sat there as he gathered up the equipment he had used to make the clearing their playground. She leaned back and closed her eyes. A wave of exhaustion was sweeping over her. She barely registered when he closed the trunk and got inside. She dimly heard him chuckle. "Lost your stamina baby?" he observed. "How are you going to handle it when you pull a train. We're not done though."
Jori opened her eyes and looked over at him. He had unzipped his pants and taken his cock out again. He was gently stroking it even though it was no longer hard. He grinned at her. "I've cum in your cunt and in in your ass slut, now I need to cum in your mouth."
"But I did..." Jori started to talk but was interrupted.
"Nope I have to cum. Cleanup doesn't count. Now you drained me pretty good bitch so you're gonna have to work extra hard to get me off a third time. But I know you can do it."
The man reached out and guided Jori's head down to his lap. "Now kneel in the seat and start sucking."
Jori sighed. She was tired and sated. The last thing she wanted was more sex. But she could tell that she had no choice. She leaned forward and took his soft cock meat into her mouth. With is shrunken in size it was easy for her to take the full length of it. She began to lick and suck on it. It seemed to her that nothing was happening even though she heard the stranger moaning softly. However after a while she felt the meat of his cock beginning to stiffen and swell in her mouth. "Oh, that's it slut, you're a natural born cocksucker," he told her as he reached over and turned on the engine.
She kept her head down and kept sucking on his cock as he put the car in gear and backed out of the clearing. As he pulled off the rough road he stopped for a few seconds. Jori started to pull back but he put his hand on her head and pushed her down. "Keep sucking," he commanded her.
She obeyed. His cock was bigger now, too big to fit fully into her mouth. She began bobbing her head up and down on his shaft. She realized that she was enjoying the sensation of his smooth skin sliding between her lips and over her tongue. She focused her energies on the head of his cock and was rewarded by a groan and an even stiffer piece of meat to suck on. The man put the car in gear and began to move down the road. He slid his hand down her back and stroked her ass as they drove. "Mmmm, if I had a standard I might pull off and have you ride the stick while you sucked me. Would you like that slut?"
Jori moaned around the hard cock in her mouth. The image of her sitting by the side of a road sliding a gear shift into her pussy filled her mind. She could tell that her cunt was beginning to swell up again. A small trickle of juices slid down her leg as she knelt in the floor. Visions of being sold and used as a sex slave filled her mind. God, would he really do something like that to her? She felt flushed and ashamed, fearful and excited all at the same time. Was he taking her home or was he taking her to sell her off to some other stranger, one who would put her body up for sale to the highest bidder. She wanted to stop and ask him but his hand stayed on her head. She didn't know which answer she wanted to hear anyway.
Suddenly his hand pulled away. Small noises filled the car and she strained to hear over the powerful vibrations of the engine. She heard the sound of a cell phone being used. "Who could he be calling?" she wondered. She strained her eyes to the side but obediently kept sucking away. She heard a conversation going on just inches above her head but he was cryptic only answering in one or two words or muttering phrases she couldn't make sense of. What language was that? Arabic?