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o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o
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Coercion of a Quickie (mf sm f-dom bond sexless)
by Coercion <coercion@aol.com> wrote:
***
I walk down the hall of my dorm to return Jenn's
psychology notes. I notice that her door was partial open. I
tap on the door and it opens a little bit more.
"Jenn?" I call. I peek in the door and see Jenn's
boyfriend, Josh, asleep on the bed, naked. My jaw drops as I
survey his fine body. I always thought Josh was cute, but I
never knew just how built he was. I stare at his expansive chest
and long run my fingers across it. His cock is limp, but I'd
like to fix that. I walk into the room and shut the door. I drop
the notebook on the floor and his nose twitches. I remove my
nightgown and underwear. I crawl into the bed and lie next to
him with my cheek on his chest. His hand instinctively wraps
around me. I swing my leg across his body, my leg brushing over
his dick as I sit on his tummy. His eyes open and a shocked look
crosses his face. I lean down to kiss him.
"What are you doing?" He whispers. "Jenn's in the shower.
She'll be back soon."
"This won't take long." I reassure him. I kiss him
passionately. He relaxes as his tongue enters my mouth. His
hands pull my face closer and deeper. My hands caress his chest.
His hands move down my back and grab my ass. I moan with
pleasure. He flips me over onto my back. I move my hands down to
his stiffen tool. His fingers slip inside my moistening pussy. I
break the kiss and pull his head down to my tit. He understands,
sucks my left nipple, and rubs my clit. I've never felt such
ecstasy. I'm now ready for his powerful piston, so I guide the
throbbing head toward my hot, wet pussy. His hand leaves my
mound and encircles my waist to lift my back up for leverage. I
bite my lip as his hard member enters me. I lean over and suck
his neck as he continues to lick my nipple. His rhythm starts
out slow and then builds with intensity. Our hips move in time.
His hips buck as he coats my slit with his hot come. He stays
hard and we roll over, me on top. I come, my pussy juices
covering his balls. I collapse on top of him as he loses his
erection and falls out. I catch my breath and roll off of him. I
look over and notice that he's already asleep again. I get out
of the bed and put my clothes back on. I cover him up with a
sheet and hope that he'll be completely limp by the time Jenn
gets back. I peek out the door and run out. I return the door to
it's original position and sneak down the hall. As I pass the
bathroom, Jenn comes out.
"Jenn," I cry. "I left your notes in your room. Thanks."
"No problem. Anytime you need to borrow anything, help
yourself." She turns and continues down the hall.
I smile. "I will."
The moment Jenn entered the room she could smell the sex in the air. "That
fucking slut, Janet! It smells like a goddamn whorehouse in here," she
thought to herself. She could tell by the way Josh's closed eyes followed
her across the room that he was only pretending to sleep. "And this asshole
thinks he can do her in my bed? I'm gonna have some fucking fun with him."
The thoughts of revenge put a sick smile on her face.
Jenn's roommate, Justine, was art major. Among other things, this meant
that she had a nice collection of sharp things in the room. Jenn quickly
surveyed Justine's desk and saw a box- cutter utility knife. She picked it
up, gently carressed the the plastic sheath around the sharp steel blade.
"Shit, I gotta keep him still somehow," she thought, frowning. Jenn put the
knife down again.
Jenn went back out into the hall. Jasmine's door was open. Jasmine was a
butch dike way too much into body building. She hardly looked female, and
was not known for synpathy towards men. Jenn walked over and knocked. She
saw Jasmine sitting at her desk doing arm flexes. Jenn entered just before
Jasmine said "come in."
"Jaz, how would you like to help me with something?"
"Do I get to castrate anyone?" Jaz often joked about castration.
"Well, actually that is a possibility. Josh just fucked Janet in my bed. I
would like to, shall we say, teach him the error of his ways."
Jaz smiled. "Lead on, lead on," she said.
When they entered the room, Josh was still pretending to be asleep, but it
was obvious that he was scratching his balls under the sheet. Jaz quietly
walked over and punched him in the chest, the dumbbell still in her hand.
Jenn picked up the boxcutter again.
"FUCK! What the fuck!" He shouted. "Holy fucking shit," he uttered when he
saw Jaz standing over him with the huge piece of steel in her hand and Jenn
right behind her snapping out the glistening steel blade of the knife.
"Wait I can explain --"
"Hold him," Jenn said.
Jaz droped the weight onto the bed and grabbed Josh by the legs. Jenn
picked up a roll of Justine's duct tape. "Let's put him in the chair," she
said pointing towards one of the two in the room.
It took only a minute or two and a few yards of tape to fully secure him in
the chair and seal his mouth off to silence the protests.
Jenn ran the blade down Josh's chest, just hard enough to scratch. Then she
reached his public hair, still wet with Janet's juice. "Look at the mess
here," she said, mock suprized. "I guess it is true that uncircumcized men
get messy down there." She made a "tisk" noise. "I'll guess we'll have to
fix that," she said with glee.
Jaz chuckled.
Jenn touched the blade of the knife to his glans. His penis shrunk away a
bit ant then began to grow. "Oh look, he likes it!" Jenn said. Josh made
some indecipherable noises and looked quit frightened.
Jenn pulled the foreskin away from his head and cut into it. Then the
worked the knife around his penis slicing the thin skin off. Josh was
definately squealling beneath the duct tape. "Damn, I wonder if I have to
suture this now. It sure does bleed," she commented. "Oh, I know. I can
cauterize the cut!"
She retracted the blade and put the bloody knife on Justine's desk. Then
she picked up a box of kitchen matches they kept around for candles and
incense. She opened and started to take one out, but stopped. "Jaz, you
look bored, would you like to help?"
"Heh, sure I would," she said with look of sinister malice. Jaz took the
box of matches from Jenn and removed a handful of them. She lit them all at
once creating a large ball of flame and an even larger ball of sulfur
scented smoke. Jaz took the flaming mass and pushed it into the bloody
wound. The sizzle and smell vaguely nauseated Jenn, but Jaz seemed
unaffected. The first batch of matches were out after sealing only about a
third of the incision.
Jaz dropped the blood encrusted matches onto a newspaper and took out some
more to continue the seal. Two more batches had the would nearly shut. To
finish it Jaz lit one match and held it under Josh's now quite limp and
blackened member. She held the flame just to his skin and then twisted his
cock to get the full run of the cut.
"That looks like it's done now," she said blowing out the match. Jenn put
her hand on Jaz's shoulder then leaned on her hand.
"Let's go put him in Janet's room and have some fun with her," Jenn said.
"Sounds good."
"But first let me get dressed," she said letting her towel fall to the
floor. Jaz eyed the slim tanned body with its delightful small white
patches that marked the former territory of a skimpy bikini.
Jenn turned to her bureau and bent over with her white ass proudly pointing
in the air. Jaz put her hand to her crotch staring at the butterfly tattoo
now in front of her. Jenn opened the bottom drawer and removed a small
black leather skirt. She put the skirt on the bed and opened the top
drawer. She took out a lacy black bra and panty set and put those, too, on
her bed. Then she took out a garter belt.
She slipped on the garter then picked up and stepped into her panties in
one graceful motion. She opened another drawer in the bureau and removed a
pair of black fishnets. "These always turned you on so, didn't they?" She
asked spitefully of Josh, now looking quite drained. Jenn sat on her bed
and slipped the first stocking over her red toes. She slowly pulled the
fishnet over her legs letting both Jaz and Josh savor the sight. As she
carefully attached the garter straps, Jaz watched Jenn's firm breasts
jiggle.
Jenn repeated everything with the second stocking but Jaz never moved her
eyes off of Jenn's breasts this time. They hung proud off her thin frame,
small hard nipples proudly pointing to the sky. Next Jenn put on the bra as
Jaz ever so slightly rubbed herself. Jenn started to put the skirt on, then
stood to finish the task. She then walked over to her closet and opened it.
From the huge selection of clothes she removed a fitted sheer black blouse.
She held it up for Jaz's approval. Jaz made one short nod to which Jenn
smiled. She took it off the hanger and put it on. From under the bed she
pulled out a pair of black patent leather heels. She held them in front of
Josh. "Remember getting me these? I hate them. But I have always wanted to
fuck your ass with the heel." His eyes opened wide. Whether from fear or
delight was not quite clear. "I just wanted you to know what might still be
in store for you." Turning to Jaz she added "I think you will better
appreciate what is going on next than he would have ever."
Jenn walked back to her closet and rumaged around the floor for a moment
then stood up with a pair of twenty eyelet DMs. She held them from the top,
with her palm beneath heels, the boots pressed between her breasts toes
forward and turned to face Jaz.
"Yes," she said slowly. "I approve." Her masturbation was quite pronounced
now.
Jenn slipped her feet into the heavy boots. They covered most of her shin.
She began the slow task of tightening the laces and tying them off. Jaz
watched with some interest the way Jenn's breasts were squeezed against her
knees as she worked on the boots.
Eventually Jenn straighted and stood. "Time to visit Janet," she said.
THE END