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The contents of this story is of sexual nature and may involve 
blackmail, bondage and non-consensual sex. Anyone who may be offended 
by these stuff please do not read.
All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive 
or dead is purely coincidental. This story is intended for ADULTS only.  
If you are under 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.

This story is my first attempt at posting, so hello to everyone in the 
group and hope you'll enjoy the story. As this is my first story, I 
would appreciate your comment. Please post any comment to this group, 
and no flame please.


Jim: The Story of a Boy’s Coming of Age 



(c) 1998 Roadrunner

II.

I went home as quickly as possible with the videotape and the photos. 
The tape turned out to not to be of the scene I witnessed that morning, 
but it surely turned me on as much. It showed Sarah undressing and 
fondling herself, fucking herself with two fingers. Then, saying that 
she was a slut, she begged to be punished. (“Please punish this slut as 
she deserves”, referring herself not as “me” but as “this slut”. I liked 
that) And her request was certainly granted. She was then made to bend 
over a desk and whipped until her round buttocks were all covered with 
red welts, and then she was fucked from behind. Although the face of the 
man who whipped and fucked her couldn’t be seen, I was pretty sure that 
it was my uncle. He barely spoke in the tape, with Sarah doing most of 
the talking (“Please, fuck me harder! Use me like the slut that I am!”) 
I jerked off while watching it. Soon I would be doing more than this 
with my cock, I thought to myself.

	I waited for Kate the following Monday after school. She smiled 
reluctantly when she saw me. “Hi,” she said.
	“Hi,”
	“Look, I’m sorry about last Friday. I guess I was kinda rude.”
	“Oh, that’s alright.” Too late for apology now.
	“You waiting for someone?”
	“I’m waiting for you, actually.”
	“Me?”
	“Yeah,”
	“What for?”
	“Come with me and I’ll show you.”
	“Now wait...” she stopped when I showed her the photo of Sarah quickly. 
“You want to come with me? Or do you me to show this to everyone around 
and tell them who that is?”
	Kate’s expression was a mixture of fear and rage when she followed me 
to an empty classroom which had a TV and a VCR. “What’s this all about? 
What have you done to my mum?” She asked, her voice a bit shaky.
	“Well, you can see for yourself.” I took out the videotape, put it in 
the VCR and started playing. Kate let out a gasp of horror when she saw 
her mum on the screen. She just kept staring at the screen in disbelief 
as her mum fingered herself, calling herself a slut, and begged to be 
punished. Finally, she turned to me. There were tears in her eyes.
	“What have you done to my mum? Why did you make her do such a terrible 
thing?”
	“I didn’t do anything. I just found this tape. And for all I know, your 
mum did it willingly.”
	“So it was your uncle?”
	“Yeah. But as you can see, your mum seemed to be enjoying it herself…”
	“You liar!” Kate shouted, and then she started crying.”
	“Stop shouting!” I said sternly, “unless you want someone to come in 
and see this tape.”
	That sort of reminded her. “Oh, no! Put that tape away, please. Give it 
to me.”
	“No.”
	“So why did you do all this? What do you want? Let me have that tape!”
	“No. You won’t have that tape. And besides there are many more anyway.”
	“Oh, god, what do you want? You have made me watch my mum doing that 
kind of stuff, isn’t that enough?”
	“No. I want you to do the same.”
	“What?” Kate asked in shock.
	“You heard me. I want you to be my slut, my slave. You will do 
everything I say or I’ll distribute copies of this tape in the school, 
and I’ll make your mum my slave.” I rehearsed those words thousands of 
times before, but still I could hardly believe that I actually said 
them!
	Now the die is cast. Unlike what I expected, Kate didn’t yell at me or 
call me names. She just sat down on a chair and covered her face with 
her hands. I thought about offering her some comfort (as if I could), 
but then thought I had to act tough.
	“Well, should I start make copies of the tape then?”
	“Alright, you bastard!” She said, and then she started to cry. “I hate 
you, Jim…” She said, sobbing, “I hate you, mum…”
	“Now that’s enough. Get up and stop crying.” My cock was already 
getting hard when she agreed. “C’mon, get up!”
	She got up and stood facing me, wiping the tears off her check. She 
looked adorable. She was taller than me and looked down at me with anger 
in her eyes.
	“Take off your clothes.” I said, my own voice trembling.
	“You…” “Shut up and do it!” I stopped her before she could come up with 
more inventive ways of calling me. The tape was still playing and we 
could hear Sarah’s moaning in this silence. Finally, biting her lip, 
Kate started unbuttoning her shirt. She undid all the buttons, stopped, 
took a quick glance at me, then with a deep breath took her shirt off, 
showing me her full, firm breasts covered by a white, sporty bra. Next, 
she kicked off her sneakers and slowly pulled off her jeans and stood 
there, naked except for her socks, bra and panties. She looked at me 
pleadingly, her face blushing. “You can keep the socks but off with the 
rest.” I said.
	“You…” she stopped, knowing better than to annoy me, and quickly 
unhooked her bra, and her breasts sprang free. What a sight! I could 
hardly control my excitement. “Now the panties” She took off her panties 
and stood there, completely naked except for a pair of white socks. My 
god, I thought as I stared at the blonde hair of her pussy, what a body. 
Large, firm breasts, long and athletic legs, Kate was the girl of my 
dreams, and now she stood naked in front of me.
	“So is this what you want?” I looked up and saw the defiance in her 
eyes. Sexually I’m sure that she’s more experience than I am (well for 
that matter I’m a virgin), but now I am the one who’s in charge, and 
she’d better remember that. “Turn around and bend over that desk.” I 
said.
	She complied with the same defiance, and didn’t even look at me as I 
approached and stood right behind her. She only let out a gasp when I 
placed my hand on her buttock. I felt the smooth white skin of her ass 
and started gently rubbing it. “Just get it over with you…Ouch!” She let 
out a cry of surprise when, instead of rubbing her I raised and brought 
my hand heavily down on her left butt. Her whole body jumped at the 
blow. Using the other hand to held down, I spanked her right butt. I 
kept spanking and soon the skin of her ass was red.
	“Ouch, ouch, no! Please! Stop! Please!” Kate started sobbing. “Oh, 
please, stop! I’m sorry! Please stop!” Finally I stopped when even my 
hand was sore. I stood there and admired my work: Kate, the best-looking 
girl I’ve ever met, now bent over a desk with her ass red from my 
spanking. Her body was shaking gently with her sobs, and she flinched as 
she felt my hand touched the skin of her ass again. “Don’t move,” I said 
as I put another hand on her back. My hand wandered all over her 
perfectly round ass, and soon I could feel her trembling to my touch. I 
slid my hand lower and felt between her legs. Her entire body stiffened 
as my fingers touched her lips.
	“You’re wet!” I said teasingly. “Do you want to be fucked?”
	“What?” She turned around and asked in surprise.
	“Beg me to fuck you.”
	“Wh—what? No way!”
	I stopped rubbing her pussy and spanked her once.
	“Ouch! That really hurts! Please, please don’t spank me again, please, 
ouch!” She cried out loudly when I spanked her again, and now I was a 
bit worried that someone might hear.
	“Please, stop!” She pleaded. “Alright, I’ll beg, I’ll beg…”
	“Go ahead then.” I said as I unzipped my fly and pulled out my raging 
hard-on.
	“Please…” 
“Please what?”
“Please…f-fuck me.”
“Again.”
“Please…fuck me…oh!” She let out a cry as I entered her eagerly in one 
thrust. I held still, savoring the sensation. Then I reached out to grab 
her breasts. Her nipples were rock-hard, and she let out a moan as I 
gently pinched them. I started pumping her, and soon Kate began panting. 
I increased my tempo and she let out a suppressed moan. At that I 
couldn’t help back any longer and started shooting loads and loads of 
coming into her, and she kept moaning, louder and louder. I kept pumping 
until I felt the last drop of cum was drained from me. Together we 
collapsed on the desk, and I held her tight for a while. Whew, that was 
quick.
Then I pulled out and stood up, zipping up my jeans. Kate was still 
gasping. “So…did you come?” I asked hesitantly. “Al-almost…” Kate 
answered in a dreamy voice, her eyes still closed.
“No, that’s not good enough,” I said, a bit disappointed. “Turn around, 
now, on your back.”
Kate opened her eyes and looked at me. “Wh…”
“Do it!” Giving up, she complied and lay facing me on the desk.
“Well, to show that I’m really not a selfish person, I would like you to 
come too, so I want you to play with yourself until you come.”
	“No really it’s okay—“
	“Do it, slut!” I said, emphasizing my words with a spank on her thigh. 
“Or do I have to persuade you every time?”
	“Oh, no, no!” She pleaded, then she closed her eyes, her face blushing 
in shame. “oh, god, oh god,” she said.
	Slowly her hand reached down between her legs and started rubbing her 
pussy, while the other hand reached up and cupped one breast.
	“Spread your legs wider.”
	She obeyed, spreading her legs wider and rubbing her pussy with 
complete abandonment, faster and faster. I could see her pussy lips 
glisten with her juices and my come. Should have brought a camera, I 
thought. She was breathing now in small gasps, quicker and quicker until 
her entire body shuddered. Then she stopped and just lay there on the 
desk, with her legs spread wide, panting.
	“Please,” after a while, she looked up and said to me. “Can I go now?” 
I nodded. She quickly climbed off the desk and put on her clothes. As 
she pulled on her jeans, I could see that her thighs were wet with my 
come and her juices, but she didn’t stop to wipe them clean. “I’ll be in 
touch,” I said as she finished getting dressed. She looked at me 
briefly, then lowered her head, and rushed out of the classroom without 
a word.




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