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Training Her Right

Copyright© 2008 by Jammes

Chapter 2

BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 2 - 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 experimented with the cuffs while the car moved down the road. While she had some range of movement she was unable to reach the door handle or the window controls. Her hands could meet in the center of her belly and she thought that with some effort she might be able to reach the hood through a combination of straining her head down and her hands up but she didn't think that she would be permitted to make the effort after the trouble he had gone through to blind her in the first place.

Suddenly she felt his hand resting on her leg again. With the hood in place the sensation of his fingers as they slid along the skin of her leg was heightened. She felt her breathing growing even faster. She let out a small moan of pleasure as his hand moved farther up her thigh. "So you like that?" he asked with a laugh.

She hesitated and then started to nod her head. Suddenly she yelped as she felt a stinging slap on her thigh. "I asked you a question and I expect an

answer," she heard him say. "Now don't make me repeat myself."

"Yes sir," she croaked out.

She heard him chuckle. "That's a good little slut. Just do what your told."

Jori felt his hand on her leg again. She was focused on that and not able to pay any attention to the turns he was making in the car. She felt him pulling the hem of her Tee higher. She moaned again when she felt him reaching the top of her thigh. Despite her many hours of playing in the bedroom and dreaming of this moment no man had ever touched her so intimately. "Ah, no panties I see" he said in satisfaction as he moved ever closer. "Looks like you had some idea of what you were in for tonight."

As his hand pushed higher she felt herself spreading her legs in anticipation of his fingers reaching her moistening pussy. "Oh you're an eager little whore aren't you?"

Jori didn't know if this was a question that really required an answer but decided to answer just in case. "Yes sir," she called out her voice breaking at little. She could feel her face turning red under the hood. She was embarrassed but also increasingly turned on. She also felt a small sense of liberation. With the hood on she didn't have to look him in the face and it wasn't like she could stop his hands from roaming over her body could she?

She felt the car pull to a stop as his hand began moving up and down her pussy slit. She gasped again when she felt his finger pushing past the lips of her cunt and going deeper. "Oh you are nice and wet," he announced.

His hand cupped her smooth cunt moving up and down. "Spread your legs wider slut, put your feet up on the dash."

Jorie whimpered with pleasure and fumbling a little she kicked off her house shoes and lifted her feet up onto the dashboard of the car. Her mind was filled with mental pictures of how exposed she was. As if reading her mind the stranger started talking as they moved down the road his hand still playing with her wet pussy. "If it were daytime there would be so many people staring at you right now. I wonder if they would recognize you with your head covered? Would they know who the slut is who is spreading her legs showing off her cunt while she drives down the road? Would they point and stare? Would they start to follow the car hoping to get a piece of your tight teen twat?"

"But it's dark and no one's around. All the streets are empty and I can play with your cunt all I want. Can't I?"

Jori felt hotter and hotter as he toyed with her body and spoke. She felt herself responding to his words and his hands. "Yesss..." she moaned as the orgasm jolted through her body.

She heard a low chuckle from the man as his hand left her cunt. Suddenly she saw a bit of light as the bottom of the hood was lifted up and his thick fingers were pressing against her lips. "Open wide bitch," he ordered his voice sounding thicker and harsher.

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