4 comments/ 64051 views/ 36 favorites Jenny's Kinky Desires Ch. 01 By: MiloXarts =============================== This work is copyright © by MiloXarts. Please do not post this story to any website without permission from the author. All rights reserved. No alteration of the contents is permitted. =============================== PROLOGUE My name is Jenny, I am 21 years old, and a respectable college girl every bit. I'm wealthy because my parents provide it to me. I wear expensive designer clothing, and drive a beautiful car. And none really knows what a sick little whore I can be, when I play my kinky games. None who knows me would expect such a prissy bitch like me to have such sexual phantasies. But there I am, sitting in a classroom in my first college year, with a big black anal plug in my ass under my 'Victoria's Secret' panties and imagine myself on my knees with the professor fucking my face roughly. I see me barely able to breath with my tears welling up, making my mascara running down and choking on his big black dick. I see the others laughing at me and making fun of me. Finally he shoots his cum all over my face, not allowing me to wash it until the end of lessons. I dump my silky panties by thinking about it - one of the most popular and attractive girls at campus degraded and exposed that way... My imagination can't be stopped and I can't only hard resist to put my hand under my skirt and rub myself to orgasm... It has to wait unless I reach my car after classes... Until now I played my perverse games alone. But I knew my desire to dig deeper won't stop. I won't be able to resist to humiliate myself or to be humiliated for real. Degraded, embarrassed, ashamed... **** The new cleaning girl Some day as I came back home from college my mother introduced me to Sandra, our new cleaning girl. She was from Brazil. Our last cleaning lady Gabriela resigned few days ago. Sandra wasn't very chatty but always very nice, reliable, courteous but very self-confident. But most of all she was a beauty. My mother explained she was modeling a little bit too, what made me actually jealous because I was too small for it. I must admit, I was a little bit messy - just a spoiled little bitch, and used to leave my used panties all around in my room. I never thought about it as Gabriella cleaned my room earlier. She was around sixty or something and I didn't care. But the next day after I realized that Sandra cleaned my room it made me blushing. It made me realize that a girl of my own age or only negligible older saw my panties. I was sure some of them must have been still wet as she collected them. Did she notice it? Oh God, of course she did... This thought whirled around my mind, and as I expected this little thrill of humiliation made me cream my panties again. Sandra was very professional. I couldn't see anything in her eyes. No suggestive look, nothing. She was even ignoring me. I didn't know how far I would like to push this game, but I wanted her to notice how kinky I was, what a little slut I was. The next day I woke up fully aroused and extremely wet between my thighs. My pussy was creaming. It was still early enough to play a little so I went to my panty drawer stash and took out a big black rubber cock and lube to play with. My favorite game was to fuck my ass with that big black dildo. It took several minutes until I was hot and stretched wide enough to force it into my rear hole. I fucked my asshole and rubbed my clit until I came like a hot slut. I had to control my moans and pushed my mouth into pillows... After I finished my dildo game I took a little mirror and looked at my stretched out hole. I loved this view. One finger after another I pushed into my ass until almost my whole wrist disappeared. It made me feel like a whore. What would the boys at college say if they only knew that this hot little blonde girl fucks her ass with such a big thing and has that stretched out asshole...? My pussy was wet as hell but I didn't have enough time anymore to rub myself again. After half an hour later I sit already in my car and was on the way to college. I still felt my rear hole being stretched wide and my pussy soaking my fresh white thongs... Shortly, before I arrived, my stomach started a little dance as I realized that I haven't put my big black toy back to the stash in my panty drawer. "Oh God..." I thought to myself and gasped. "Sandra will find it... What will she think of me? Will she think I am a dirty little slut? What does this cute little girl do with such monstrous dick in her bed, will she think... Oh god, I am such a stupid..." I thought to myself again. I considered shortly driving back home, but this small breeze of humiliation flushed my mind, and I wanted Sandra somehow to see it, to know who or better, what I really was. While our handsome professor Bane explained something, I was daydreaming again. "Hey, anybody home?" asked Kyla, my best friend, as she poked me with her pen. "Um, ee... sure..." I answered absent. "What are you thinking about all the time?" asked she looking at me. "Are you OK? Have got fever or something? Your cheeks are burning..." she drilled me with questions. "Was it that obvious?" I asked myself. My face cheeks burned red indeed, but it was my sexual excitement causing it. "Um... maybe I have got cold a little, " I lied. "I have to leave. Will be right back," I had to be for few minutes for me alone. I locked the cabin and put my hand under the waistband of my panties. I was soaking wet. My pussy was oozing juices. I couldn't resist touching myself... I regretted so unbelievable I haven't taken my vibrator with me that day... I wanted to cum so bad, but I couldn't! I left the cabin again and looked at myself in the mirror. "You dirty little whore!" you should be punished "I talked to my reflection in the mirror". Without going back to the cabin again, still looking in the mirror, I reached under my skirt, under the waistband of my white thongs and took them off. Then I spread my legs a little and reached under my skirt and pushed the balled up panties into my wet, slutty pussy. Then I corrected my skirt and my blouse and left the restroom. When I was walking back I felt the panties rubbing inside me. It was weird, but most of all humiliating. I couldn't stop imagine myself being caught with my panties sliding out of my wet vagina and falling onto the floor in front of others... I came back to my place and just before I sat, I lifted my skirt a little, trying not to attract too much attention and placed my naked bottom on the cold seat... And there I was, a cute respectable girl, sitting with my naked ass on a seat, feeling it's cold surface. God, I was so naughty... Kyla looked at me suspiciously. I had the impression, she understands what's going on but she didn't say a word. That day I couldn't await to be back home. As soon as I took place behind the steering wheel of my car, I reached between my legs and felt an enormous sensation. I was extremely aroused and wet, despite the panties, which still filled out my pussy. However, I wanted to wait until I was back in my room again to rub my moist pussy and cum... I met Sandra on my way upstairs. "Hello Jenny!" were her only words and an usual professional smile, nothing ambiguous. "Hi!" I returned the greeting not even looking in her direction and rushed to my room. I closed the door and looked around. My bed was made. I took a look under the blanket but my black, big dildo was gone. It made me panic. "The drawer!" I didn't found it there either, but... I reached deeper and took my secret toy box in my hands. Could she... I opened it and there it was. The huge black rubber dick was cleaned and put in his place as nothing has happened. I looked at the gray envelope and took it out. I looked at the printed-out pictures I made of myself. On each one I was clearly to see in a very degrading position. The first of the pictures, lying on the top of the pile, illustrated me in a mirror reflection, with an undoubtedly face expression and few letters I wrote on my forehead using a lipstick - 'whore'. "Did she see it? Did she? Did she see all the pictures? And the movies on my secret digital camera? Oh my god... What does she think of me...? She must think I am a pathetic slut... Will she keep it secret, or let everyone know what a kind of girl I am?" I couldn't say. However, fear and all those uncomfortable feelings mixed more and more with embarrassment. The more I thought about the more the fear was gone and the desire of being caught like this came to reveal. A new wave of humiliating excitement flushed my whirled mind. I reached under my skirt and pulled my thong out of my juicy hole... Actually I really wanted was to satisfy myself with one of my toys having this imagination in my head... But something held me back. I had to find out what Sandra knew. I rushed downstairs again to find her. She sat with my mother on the table with coffee and an apple pie. I felt my cheeks instantly blushing as I saw Sandra. She looked directly in my eyes. It was the first time I looked back. "Jenny darling, are you OK?" asked my mother. "Have you got fever or something?" "Uhm... no, I..., I don't know..." I couldn't find an answer to this simple question. "Did you know Darling, Sandra used to teach dance in Rio?" "Oh... no, not really." I poured orange juice in my glass pretending to be thirsty. "It is difficult to learn those fabulous dances what we see in TV, Sandra?" my mother seemed to be fascinated by her. "It requires a lot of discipline from a girl," answered Sandra accenting the word 'discipline' while looking directly in my eyes. That was it. It was this little wink in my direction. I knew it. "I think you could teach Jenny few lessons because she was a cheerleader at high school and wanted to continue with that at college..." my mother suggested, completely unexpected. Sandra smiled without appearing to be surprised or something, and looked first to my mother then to me again, directly into my eyes. "I guess I could teach her some basics, what could be useful in her cheerleading practice... But as I already explained it requires discipline and willingness to follow teachers advices and rules." My mother laughed amused. "Sandra, I think that our little Jenny could need some discipline, and learn some obedience as well..." she made my blushing, she even humiliated me in front of this Brazilian beauty, and I felt like a little girl. We were the almost the same age but I felt as I were a little spoiled girl. Sandra looked into my eyes. "Do you want me to teach you few lessons...?" she made me smile nervously. "Oh, yes, sure... It would be great..." "OK, girls, I have to go! My yoga training waits for me I don't want to be too late..." said my mother, collected the sport bag from the floor and left the house... There I was, standing in front of beautiful Sandra, without panties under my skirt, with my pussy oozing juices and the unbelievable desire for being sexually degraded. I didn't know what to expect, though, I knew this thrill is exactly what I ever wanted. For the first time I found someone who wanted to join my kinky little game. It wasn't an imagination anymore it was real. "Please, come closer!" I heard her say and I heard a throb in my ears. "Where is the self-confident bitch I have ever been?" I thought myself. I was ready to submit myself to a cleaning girl... God, it doubled my humiliation... "Please, lift your skirt, Jenny," I felt my face reddening I as burned with shame. Nevertheless, I grabbed the seam of my skirt and lifted it up. "All the way up Jenny, I want to see you private parts..." she embarrassed me consciously. I followed her command, and I stood there, as a young attractive woman, in front of this gorgeous girl, who looked like a model, and humiliated myself. Sandra sat in her seat looking very gracefully. Then she reached between my thighs making me gasp audibly... She touched my labia, my clit, and then she let me spread my legs a little bit and fingered my wet slit. "Your cunt is wet, you silly girl," a big wave of arousal and shame flooded my body. "You like to be humiliated, don't you?" she smiled still fingering me. "Yes... I love it..." "You do not expect me my Dear to rub your leaking cunt until you cum! I am here not for your amusement, am I?" "No, Sandra..." I agreed ashamed. "If you want me to play your little kinky game you will follow my commands and my rules without questioning or hesitation. Do you understand?" "Yes, I will," I answered, as I knew I would make anything not to stop. "I saw some pictures of you. You need to humiliate and degrade yourself, don't you dear?" she seemed amused by my humiliation. "Yes..." "Yes, what?" "I need to humiliate myself," I answered still too ashamed to look into her eyes. "Would you like to humiliate yourself any further in front of me?" "Yes..." "Good. Very good, Jenny," she stopped to finger my pussy. "Please bring me the photos I have seen in your drawer, and Jenny... please, come back in your highest high heels, and a sexy bra and panties only, understood?" I nodded instantly and rushed upstairs and took the printed photos out of my panty drawer, stripped all my clothing, put a sexy thong and bra from Victoria's secret in pink, and matching pink sandals with 6" heels on. I looked at me in the mirror. My face was hot and red. I was aroused and ready to follow any of Sandra's instructions. I went downstairs and handed her over the envelope. She looked at me with an amused look. "Pink high heels, pink Victoria's lingerie ... sweet..." she watched me like I was an object, and maybe I was it. I saw her pulling out the pile of pictures from the envelope then she looked at me. "Jenny, I want to see the pictures without you watching me. Please go over there, into the corner, and face the wall. I want you to stay there and rub yourself until I finish looking through the photos. And don't dare to cum! Do you understand?" I heard her chuckle as I went over to the corner. I followed her command, and went over to the corner and faced the wall. I began to rub myself... "Jenny, you do not want to rub your cunt through the fabric of your expensive panties, do you?" she knew exactly how to make be blushing, "please slide them down to your thighs, but do not let them slide completely down!" she instructed me. I stood there, and thought about myself how low I am willing to sink. I couldn't say. The only thing I was aware of, that this new unknown level of arousal was what I craved for. I imagined myself how ridiculous I must have looked - facing the wall and rubbing desperately my clit... This degrading game made me incredibly hot and I knew it was the very beginning... I had to control myself not to cum. Reaching under the waistband of my pink thong I slid them down to my thighs. I spread my legs a little to avoid them to slide down deeper. I started to rub my wet cunt, my clit again... I heard the rustling voice of the photos she browsed through. Every time I heard her chuckle I came almost. Which photo is she looking at? Is it one where I force my huge dildo into my ass, or maybe one where I rubbed my pussy on my pillow? Or one of them with the nasty writing on my forehead? Whatever she was looking at, all they were very humiliating and so hot... I could only hardly resist not to cum. My juices were running down my thighs... After few minutes she called me back, "Jenny, come to me please... " and I followed her order, wanting to slide my panties up... "Did I tell you to put them on? Leave them as they are, it's so funny looking at you this way!" she laughed at me. I stumbled over to her, "I must admit your imagination is very unique and you know best how to humiliate yourself," she smiled again and looked directly into my eyes, "would you like to cum Jenny slut? Should I allow you to rub your pussy until you cum?" Sandra asked me and knew exactly that it was willing to do anything to be allowed to cum. "Yes." "Yes, what?" "Yes, please allow me to rub my pussy until orgasm," I begged her and she was very pleased about it. She had her long legs one over the other and some leather high heel sandals on. She stretched her leg a little bit to me and leaned forward. "Please take this shoe off. We do not want to mess it with your cunt juices, do we?" she made me burn with shame... "No..." "OK, Jenny, I have got only 5 minutes for you, my horny little whore, so start better immediately to hump my feet if you still want to cum, " she made me shock a little. She wanted me to hump her feet and rub my pussy against it. Oh God, how humiliating... But anyhow, hot and desperate I wanted to follow her instructions... I sunk to my knees gripped her shank and started to hump and rub my pussy against the soft skin of her feet... It was so deliciously humiliating. I felt not like a woman, I felt like a dog, like a bitch in heat - what I exactly was... "Look directly into my eyes you little pathetic slut while you rub yourself to orgasm. I must admit I enjoy your self degrading task..." I heard her say and followed her command. Now I was looking directly into her eyes and humped her leg... She chuckled one or two times, what flowed my body with an additional humiliation wave and provided an unbelievable orgasm... "Oooooooh, mmmmmmh, oh God...!" I screamed and squirted all over... my pussy, my thighs, Sandra's feet and even the carpet was wet from my juices... I still hold her leg... She looked very pleased, "look at you, you look so cute and natural humping my leg like a dog, and how stimulating it was for you... Wasn't it...?" "Yes..." I answered deeply embarrassed. She laughed, "wonderful, but now let me go you little tart, I have to wash my feet", Sandra went to the bathroom, leaving me still aroused in my own mess. After few minutes she came out. She took her handbag and walked back to me. "It was a delicious experience for me to see you acting like this. I wouldn't believe a woman would lower herself like this, but you did." Hearing her say it let me burn with shame again. "It made me even roused!" she smiled, "but for now I have to go. I will of course come back again, unless... you don't want me to?" "I want... Please..." "Won't I get a kiss good bye?" asked Sandra and I followed instantly her request wanting to give her kiss on her cheek... "What are you doing, silly?" she looked at me with played anger. "I wanted to kiss you," I explained briefly. "I meant my feet, you blonde idiot..." I heard her say, and a mix of humiliation and arousal raised instantly. I would none allow calling me like that, but there I was standing in front of her allowing degrading me every way she wanted. She treated me like a dirtiest whore and it made me instantly wet... I did it of course; I stooped to all fours like a dog and started to kiss her feet. I even started to lick her toes. "Mmm, I like it you little slut, but it's enough now... I will come back in few days again..." she left the house, leaving me naked and on all fours on the floor... Jenny's Kinky Desires Ch. 02 =================================== This work is copyright © by MiloXarts. Please do not post this story to any website without permission from the author. All rights reserved. No alteration of the contents is permitted. =================================== PROLOGUE My name is Jenny, I am 21 years old, and a respectable college girl every bit. I'm wealthy because my parents provide it to me. I wear expensive designer clothing, and drive a beautiful car. And none really knows what a sick little whore I can be, when I play my kinky games. None who knows me would expect such a prissy bitch like me to have such sexual phantasies. But there I am, sitting in a classroom in my first college year, with a big black anal plug in my ass under my 'Victoria's Secret' panties and imagine myself on my knees with the professor fucking my face roughly. I see me barely able to breath with my tears welling up, making my mascara running down and choking on his big black dick. I see the others laughing at me and making fun of me. Finally he shoots his cum all over my face, not allowing me to wash it until the end of lessons. I dump my silky panties by thinking about it - one of the most popular and attractive girls at campus degraded and exposed that way... My imagination can't be stopped and I can't only hard resist putting my hand under my skirt and rubbing myself to orgasm... It has to wait unless I reach my car after classes... Until now I played my perverse games alone. But I knew my desire to dig deeper won't stop. I won't be able to resist to humiliate myself or to be humiliated for real. Degraded, embarrassed, ashamed... **** New me My new experience with Sandra changed my mind forever. I couldn't stop thinking about her. Her beauty, her appearance, the way she talked and smiled... Everything made her being the only person I would submit myself to. I have been an attractive young woman, but felt inferior to her, though. It was exactly the exact feeling I needed. This alone was somehow enough to feel humiliated, to degrade myself further, and made me crawl to her feet. I thought about her a lot. I loved those days where I hadn't to get up too early from bed and rush to attend a lecture. I laid down in my bed and my kinky mind evolved new phantasies... I was wet and absolutely horny. My pussy or better cunt, as Sandra used to call it, was creaming. I even wetted the sheet. I laid also there with spread knees and rubbed gently my pussy thinking about all that kinky things. I planed to use my camera again, to make a video footage again. The previous day I've got the online ordered tripod and it made me able to place the camera more precisely in my room. So I placed the tripod quite opposite to the mirror of my closet's door so the camera has a good point of view for the movie. I took out two of my largest rubber dildos of my panty drawer stash. Both of them were equipped with suction cups, so I placed one of them on the mirror and the second was designated for my asshole. As everything was ready I took my pajama off and stark naked pressed the record button. "Hi! I am Jenny, I am 21 years old and I am a fuck slut," I began. "I will show you today how a slut like me has to suck cock... I will choke and gag on it while humping the second dildo, stuffing it up my tight ass," there I showed the large dildo to the camera. "Finally I will try to cum deep-throating this large thing on the mirror," I have explained to the camera. I kneeled down and lubed both rubber dicks with some lube. Then worked with my fingers trying to stretch my asshole wide enough to force the black dildo in, while my left hand stroked my hard clit, and the cold emotionless eye of the camera recorded everything. After few minutes I got the large thing inside and began to hump it, rubbing my moisten pussy at the same time. I was more than hot. Randy like a bitch in heat I looked into the camera through the mirror reflection. I opened my mouth and started to suck the attached dildo... With every move I tried to get it deeper -- in both holes. One dildo disappeared almost completely in my ass, and the same I tried to do with my mouth. I still haven't been good enough. After several tries tears welled up in my eyes and a lot of saliva run down my chin and tits. I tried hard to swallow the dick as far as I could. I wanted some day to be able to get it make it completely disappear in my mouth, all 12 inches. But meanwhile I almost puked few times, forcing it deeper and deeper... Slowly I felt an orgasm coming. "Mmmm, mmmh, mmm," I grunted with the dildo stuffing my mouth. While both rubber cocks were forced into my ass and mouth, I desperately stroked my pussy to cum. I was almost there, only few more strokes...My body responded with tension and spasms. I looked at my slutty body in the mirror. It was completely sweaty, even my hair. My face was red. Tears run down my face cheeks. My eyes were red and my mouth was wet from all this saliva running out. I looked so ridiculous and stupid... The thoughts, the mirror reflection, the imagination... I started to cum. A huge orgasm flooded my thighs, my pussy, and then my whole body making me arch my back in spasms. My mind whirled. Still holding the rubber cock in my mouth I put my hands on the mirror and pressed more...I got almost the whole dildo in my mouth, while the second still drilled my asshole. It took several seconds, or minutes... I had no idea. The time seemed to have stopped. At the end, completely exhausted I fell on the carpet and laid there without moving, absolutely overwhelmed by that orgasm, all those ecstasy and other weird feelings... Not until after few minutes I realized that the dildo still plugs my anus. I pulled it out slowly and touched my wide stretched hole. I loved this feeling. I put my fingers inside and played a little. It made me arousing again, but I had to stop. As I started to get up, I realized that I left a huge wet spot on the carpet. "Oh God! Did I urinate? Did I piss myself while having orgasm?" I got back to my knees and smelled the spot; it was urine... "You are such a dirty little whore, Jenny!" I told to my mirror reflection. I collected all my nasty toys and put them under the blanket, then left the room to get shower. I put a bathrobe on and went downstairs to eat something and have some coffee. "Hi darling!" I heard my mother say. "Sandra prepared for us a great breakfast with fresh strawberries and honey melons," she said excited. She was absolutely enthusiastic about Sandra and her skills. She was diligent, nice, beautiful, and obviously learned quick how to push the right buttons by my mother. And of course she knew how I have to be treated I haven't seen her yet, but couldn't await to see her... I poured a cup of fresh hot coffee, and took a seat. Fresh rolls, croissants, confiture, and fresh fruits, everything looked very tasty. "Your father called today and he has to stay in Tokyo for few more weeks, so I have to manage all this alone again," she said disappointed. "My father and his government job," I thought aloud. "However Jenny, how about your dancing lessons with Sandra?" "Well... We haven't started yet, but I think we will very soon..." "That's great, I am glad to see that you like her too. She is a lovely girl, and so eager and disciplined." "My parents have been always very strict," I suddenly heard Sandra answering, my heart started to beat faster, "I had to follow their orders or I had to be punished..." "Really?" asked my mother wondering, and so was I. She didn't seem to be ashamed, as she talked about it so openly, not a bit. "Yes, I have been spanked many times, by my mother mostly" We looked at her with big eyes. I couldn't hide my excitement. I imagined beautiful Sandra with her bare bottom, laying over a chair's back and it made my pussy wetting again. "On bare bottom?" I asked before I realized I shouldn't ask such things... Even my mother looked at me in disapproval. Sandra smiled and looked directly into my eyes. "Of course on my bare bottom. Always. My mother told me, that humiliation is fare more effective as the pain itself in terms of punishment methods," I blushed deeply red. "I had been spanked in front of others, too..." she said and it sounded so naturally as we would have been talking about small matters. Even my mother seemed to get ashamed a little, or was it exciting her? I wasn't sure. "Well, Jenny hasn't been spanked, but as we see, she is a little bit spoiled now," I heard my mother say smiling. "There is nothing lost, we still can retrieve the error," she said smiling, and this made me feels so embarrassed, but wetter between my thighs, though. "We will have some dance lessons with Jenny, and I am sure at least there I can teach her some discipline," said Sandra without hesitation and my mother openly agreed with her. They started to laugh at me and it shocked me a little bit. I felt humiliated and aroused at same time. "By the way, I would appreciate if Jenny had some new shoes and dresses for our dance lessons, would you agree?" "Oh, of course Sandra," my mother agreed, "go shopping, Jenny has a credit card with sufficient funds," she laughed. "Meanwhile, I will take a shower and made me ready for meeting with my friends at the club". She got up and went to the garden with her coffee cup. Then we were alone with Sandra. "I don't like this bathrobe, Jenny. Haven't you got something more sexy, like a baby-doll nightie?" "Umm, I'm sorry, I haven't," I answered bashful. "It's not an excuse, Jenny! You are a slut, aren't you?" asked she rhetorically, "and you should act like one, understood?" "I... I am not sure," I answered confused. "Of course not, you're blonde after all," she humiliated me. "I mean you should start to act sluttier. Sluts sleep naked or wear only baby-doll nighties, without panties. They even walk like this in the morning around the house, craving for attention of their men or... mistress in your case, don't they?" "Yes mistress... I understand," I stood there ashamed. Nevertheless, I looked in her eyes, I opened my bathrobe, looked nervously after my mother and let the bathrobe fall to the floor. I stand there in front of her stark naked. "That's much better, Jenny slut! Anyway, you deserve a punishment. Have you got a hairbrush?" "Yes mistress," I answered. "Please get it then and prepare yourself for a spanking. We will start with a dozen smacks, given that you assume a more humiliating position, than just on your belly. Otherwise I will have to double the amount, understand?" "Yes, mistress," I repeated almost mindless, absolutely overwhelmed by this situation. "Good, go then, I will follow in few minutes..." "Sandra, but my mother..." I tried to explain but didn't get a chance. Sandra took a seat and pulled me quickly over her knees... "WHACK!" "WHACK!" "WHACK!" "WHACK!" "WHACK!" "WHACK!" "WHACK!" One hit after another landed on my bare bottom causing an enormous pain, pain mixed with humiliation and thus a sexual arousal. She released me then and looked at me. Will you follow now, or should I take you naked into the garden? "Would she dare? Would she make it?" I wasn't sure, but I didn't want to challenge it. I went upstairs to my bathroom and looked for my hairbrush. Then I remembered that my mother owned an old wooden one. I went back down and took it. I cradled it in my hands, "yes Jenny, that's the right one for your nasty behavior," I thought myself and went back into my room. I was aware of this fact that picked this wooden piece knowing, that it would hurt much more. I didn't know which position I should assume. What would be humiliating enough? Then I remembered one picture from Internet, where a girl laid on her back with her legs in the air waiting for spanking. I prepared myself the same way. I laid on my bed on my back now, with my legs in the air, the wooden airbrush next to me, and I waited for her. I was immensely aroused. I couldn't resist and put my hand between my legs and started to touch me gently. I closed my eyes... "I like you kinky attitude, you little horny slut!" Sandra's voice interrupted my thoughts, "and it's a nice hairbrush, so heavy..." she smiled. "We don't have much time. You mother takes a bath now so we have hurry," she cradled the hairbrush in her hand. "OK, now hold your knees apart with your hands and pull them towards you. I want your bottom being fully exposed," she grinned, "more, spread the wider. I want see your nasty pussy oozing juices" I felt very humiliated in this position. My private parts were exposed and I actually was oozing juices. "Look at you Jenny, you are soaping wet again, aren't you?" "Yes mistress." "It's a so delicious look... This position will be named as diaper position. I will smack your ass a dozen times and you are supposed to hold your legs with your hands. If you let go, I will start from the beginning again. The same will be applied for any position change, so avoid it, understood?" "Yes, mistress," I answered. "OK, there we go..." she said and the first blow landed on my ass cheeks. "WHACK!" "Ooooh!" "WHACK!" "Oh, ohm!" "WHACK!" "WHACK!" "WHACK!" Each blow was severe and it hurt like hell. Tears welled up in my eyes again. I grabbed my legs and held them with all my strength. Few more fast and heavy blows landed on my poor bottom until she stopped. After all, I was allowed to put my legs down on my bed and felt how my ass cheeks burned. "This was only one dozen, darling... If you obey, I will spare the airbrush in the future," she told me with a devilish smile. "Please get up and prepare yourself for shopping. We will leave in 30 minutes. Please don't make me wait for you..." I understood the warning too well. I got up and followed her quickly... "Sandra...! I mean mistress... Is there something special you expect me to wear?" Sandra came over back to me looked into my eyes and kissed me with such wild passion that it took my breath away. "I love you so obedient my little slut...", she whispered into my ear, "put something sexy on, and push it a little bit more than you would usually do, so you keep this nasty feeling when we walk around. Your makeup and hair should be styled a little bit more, too. You should feel still comfortable, but slutty at same time... Now, keep going..." she smacked me on my bare ass and I rushed to the bathroom. Almost half hour later I went downstairs in my new appearance. My mother must have leaved already, I couldn't see or hear her anywhere. Sandra came over to me and smiled. "You look great and very sexy!" I appreciated her compliments and saw in her eyes she meant it honestly. I brushed my hair into a ponytail high, my makeup was more a party style and I put some red, shiny lip-gloss on my lips. I wore a short, tapered summer dress in light-pink color. It was quite short and looked very sexy, especially in connection with my high-heeled sandals with matching color. "Nice purse!" remarked Sandra looking at my pink 'Hallo Kitty' purse. "I like it too," I giggled. To impress her, I took out a pink rubber anal plug out of my purse and showed to her. "Should I put it in, mistress?" "I would love it!" "Looking into her eyes I grabbed the seem of my dress and lifted it high above my hips. Then I stripped my panties down to my thighs. I licked the plug before I finally forced it into my anus. After all I corrected my panties and dress, smiled and was ready to leave. "If we are outside you can call me Sandra of course," she said with a warm smile. "But I can call you mistress too, can't I?" "I would love it, especially if you make it in front of others," she answered with this devilish look in her eyes I loved so much. "What would you love else, when we are talking about public places...?" I felt the arousal flooding my body again. "I guess... there is nothing more arousing for me than seeing you humiliating yourself... in front of others," she whispered almost and I could feel how electrifying this situation was. I could bet, she felt the same, but we left the house. The shopping tour was delightful. We laughed a lot, but I still felt the arousal and the tension between us. After we purchased some regular dresses and shoes, Sandra introduced to me a shop I didn't think it exists in this mall. Everything there seemed to be made for sluts. Short dresses, neon-pink dresses, plateau-sandals and all stuff like that. I imagined myself in one of such dresses and it aroused me much. I questioned myself, "how would it make me feel having one of these dresses on? Would I feel really slutty?" "Can I help you?" a young blonde clerk, in a short pink dress asked me. "She wants to try some of your hottest dresses and high-heels," Sandra answered before I opened my mouth. "What is your size, ma'am?" came the next question for the blonde girl. Calling me "ma'am" wasn't right. It made me feel old, and besides of this I wanted look like a slut, not a ma'am... "Oh, please call me just Jenny, and I wear usually 'small' but for sexy dresses 'x-small'," I looked into Sandra's eyes while I pronounced this words. It was this little wink into her direction, "yes I want to". "Fine Jenny, my name is Amber and I will look for some hot stuff for you," she smirked understanding. If she got it, did Sandra too, I was sure. "If you've got, we would also like to have 'Hallo Kitty' panties for for my friend" I heard Sandra saying to Amber. "Or 'Barbie' if available?" I added again. Sandra grinned at me again. These small humiliation kicks were very arousing. "Sure, we also have some sexy 'Barbie' panties in pink if you like," "How lovely!" Sandra looked at me and understanding my intention. My panties were soaking wet already. Finally the blonde clerk collected a pile of different dresses, some t-shirt, skirts and a lot of panties. "OK, little girl, just try them on!" commended Sandra. "All of them?" "Sure, we want to choose the most slutty ones, don't we?" she answered and the blonde clerk chuckled hearing it. I chose a changing cubicle and wanted just pull the curtain to hide behind as my mistress stopped me. "It's not necessary Jenny, we are all girls here!" I blushed deep red but didn't protest. In presence of both girls watching me I removed my dress. "Panties too, Jenny!" I stripped my panties down and in this moment Sandra reached out her hand expecting me to handle them to her. I did it without hesitation. Standing next to the clerk she inspected the inner lining of my panties. "She soaked her panties, and needs new one anyway, you see?" telling it, she showed the wet panties to the blonde girl humiliating me beyond my imagination. I felt my face cheeks burning with shame. I stood there and waited. Sandra looked at my naked body. "Look at you! You are so sexy when you're being humiliated like this," she laughed. The blonde clerk chuckled again and it made it even more embarrassing. But the more embarrassing it was the more arousing I felt. "God, I am such a stupid slut!" I thought again. "Does she follow all you orders," asked the clerk looking at my naked body. "Yes, mostly. If not, she get punished," smiled Sandra at her, "Jenny turn around and show Amber your spanked bottom," she ordered me and I obediently followed. I turned my back to both girls. "Pretty red," said Amber, "and nice plug inside... She must be a real slut..." I heard the clerk say. "Yes, she is a huge slut," answered Sandra and let me turn back again and face both of them with embarrassment. Then she handled me a new pair of fresh panties. White, with a bright pink 'Barbie' logo on the bottom... Jenny's Kinky Desires Ch. 02 After all I tried several dresses and skirts on. Sandra chose some pieces and put it on the pile. The last one was short 'Hallo Kitty' pleated jeans skirt. I tried it on. It was very, very short. By far the shortest thing I have tried on. I surveyed me in the mirror. The hem of the skirt was maybe one inch below my ass cheeks. In front of it was a small 'Hallo Kitty' logo embroidered. "Great! I want you to keep it on now. Here a matching top," she said handling me out a white sleeveless top, as well with 'Hallo Kitty' logo on it. As the last thing I was given a pair of plateau-sandals on, with 6" heels... I put them on and left the cubicle to made few steps. I could make only very small steps. I have never worn it like this. Anyhow, I grew up a little bit and my legs looked long and sexy in the mirror. I couldn't hide my excitement about the look. Although, I worried about my 'new look' in this very public place... Anyway, I had to have courage and walk expose me new appearance. At the end we have chosen some baby doll nighties, all were transparent or semi-transparent, and few of them even finished with some pink fur. They looked exceptionally slutty. I have paid the bill and we left the shop. We walked the first few yards and I could feel the glances on my body. Men and women looked at me. I felt both, embarrassed and excited. "I have to watch my steps and be careful not to show my panties around," I smiled a little bit nervously. "Honey, every man around waits exactly for his chance. You are a hot slut, so do not disappoint them..." Sandra's words made me blush again, "let show some legs off! You are young, pretty and tasty, right?" "Yes, mistress..." "The last stop today is a visit by 'Ernesto Styling'. I know him and his hairdressers. They will style you hair a little bit. "My hair? What's wrong with it?" I wondered. "Nothing, darling. I think you could get them a little bit styled, that's all" "Will we get an appointment right now?" "I will figure it out," she grinned and we went over to the hairdressers'. As we walked by I felt my skirt hiking up occasionally and I felt my ass hanging out a little. Every now and then we have heard whistles and I knew it wasn't because of Sandra. But there came more. On our way we had to use a stairway and I blushed a little again. I wasn't sure anymore if I felt ashamed or just really aroused and overwhelmed by all this attention and feelings... However, I gathered all my courage and walked upstairs being fully aware that everyone behind me has a good view at my bottom. Sandra looked back and sent me this knowing smile. I didn't dare to look back. As we arrived at 'Ernesto's' I could feel my panties being wet again. The hairdressers' looked more like a beauty salon. Some attractive girls worked there, but also a few handsome guys. I hoped they were not gay. The girls surveyed visibly my body and the clothes I wore. Sandra introduced me to Ernesto, the boss and we had a little small talk. Ernesto glanced at me few times and even flirted a little, I knew, he wasn't gay. He was a handsome, with this Latino touch and athletic body. I liked him. After few minutes I sat already in front of a mirror, and the boss had to style my new hair. I agreed and let him do his job. Meanwhile a nice girl named Silvia worked on my nails. I caught Ernesto glancing under my skirt few times but I decided to grant him those views. I even spread my legs further to make it easier. It was funny. A little while later I another girl turned my chair and started to correct my eyebrows. Then she applied a new makeup, with eye shadows and stuff. As they allowed me to survey myself in the mirror, I could only hard recognize myself. My hair was in great condition, glossy, done with some extensions and bleach-blonde color and bangs cut evenly above my eyebrows. My eyebrows themselves were corrected to thin lines. My lips were read and glossy. I looked like a living Barbie doll. My skin looked so unnatural soft and the makeup so... beautiful... Sandra came behind me too. "You look delicious my little slut," she whispered into my ear, "you look so sexy..." "Don't you think I look a little bit stupid made up like this?" She placed her hands on my hips, and one even under my skirt and kissed me gently on my neck, still looking into my eyes in the mirror reflection. "Sweetie, you are blonde, and blondes are supposed to be stupid, aren't they?" I loved her humiliating me like this, "yes..." I answered obediently. "Look at you Jenny, what do you see?" she still whispered into my ear. The time seemed to have stopped again and I enjoyed her kisses. I knew what she expected me to answer. "I see a stupid blonde." "Yes, a stupid blonde slut... And do you know what stupid sluts, like you, are good for? They are supposed to spread her legs, suck cocks, and eat sperm. Do you agree with me?" "Yes, mistress," I obediently agreed. "Now I want you to go to the Ernesto's office and suck him off. And I want you to make it the best way you can, understood?" "Yes, mistress", I answered. "Hush, hush then!" she smacked my ass slightly. "Of course mistress..." I behaved like she expected me to, and doing small steps in my 6" plateau-sandals I rushed into the boss' office. "I will wait for you in the coffee shop over there," she said aloud for everyone to hear. The girls all turned and I blushed ashamed. Did they guess what I wanted at his office? I was sure, they did. Nevertheless it wasn't important to me at this moment, I was wet, absolutely wet and immense aroused. I have had sex before and I sucked guys off, though, but this was a way different, electrifying. I stand there in front of the door and my heart was beating fast. I went in. To my surprise he wasn't alone. He sat on a chair opposite to a friend of him and they talked. They looked at me smiling and Ernesto didn't seem to be surprised by my visit. "Hi guys," I said only and made few steps over to him, unzipped my skirt and took it off. Then I put my fingers under the waistband of my 'Barbie' panties and stripped it down to my ankles, without letting them drop to the floor. I wandered if they see the wet spot in my panties. "May I suck you dick off, mister?" I asked Ernesto. He laughed, "sure, baby, we both want," he pointed at his friend. "Of course, mister," I giggled like a dumb blonde and got to all fours. Then I crawled over to him like a bitch in heat I actually was. I imagined such situation so many times, and there I was, crawling to a man's dick. I didn't even felt degrading myself; I was sure I acted very luscious and made the guys hot. I saw it in their jeans. I unzipped Ernesto's zipper revealing his fully erected cock and started to suck on it eagerly. He was a way smaller than my rubber dildo and I was able to put its whole length in my mouth. It felt delicious. With every move I put it inside choking a little bit, but every time the whole cock disappeared in my mouth, it made me hot and leaking wet. I was aware of the view I presented to the second guy behind me, of course. He had a perfect view at my cunt and the anal plug in my ass. He moved over to me and I felt the anal plug being taken out and his cock sliding inside of my well-stretched ass. While I sucked Ernesto, his friend fucked me hard from behind. "Open you mouth, slut!" I heard Ernesto say after a while and followed his command. He shot his load in my mouth and on my face. One shot after another landed across my face and in my mouth. But I didn't care, as the other guy started to pump his hot cum inside me too. I didn't came, but wished so bad... I got up exhausted a little bit. "May I use your restroom?" I asked. "Sure baby, the right door," he showed me the direction and I went over. I surveyed my face in the mirror. A mix of saliva and cum covered my lips and chin, but I had some cum on my cheeks and even my hair. Besides of this my mascara was slightly blurred... I touched myself between my legs. I was dripping wet... I didn't touch my face. "It will be some humiliating lesson," I thought myself and went back to the office without washing myself. The guys looked and chuckled a bit seeing me covered in cum, but didn't say anything. "May we keep this souvenirs", asked Ernesto holding my panties and the pink anal plug in his hands. "Of course, mister," I answered giggling again. I put my skirt back on, blew a kiss and left the office. I met two of the girls on my way back to the beauty salon and they chuckled also seeing my cum covered face. "What a slut," I heard one of them say behind my back, and both of them laughed. This sweet taste of humiliation... I went over to the coffee shop and met Sandra again. She sat on a table with few bags around her. She looked at me and grinned. "Is it what I thin it is on your face?" She said aloud, and two guys from the other table turned to see me. "Yes," I laughed nervously. "And is it sperm running down you leg?" She asked me again and then I realized that my ass was leaking sperm and it run currently down my leg. The guys still looked at me amused. I felt my face reddening and burning in shame. "Yes, mistress," I answered aloud. She laughed at me. "Does it mean you don't wear panties under this short skirt?" "Yes, mistress" "Yes, what?" "No... I means yes... I don't wear panties under my skirt now, mistress," I answered degrading myself in front of her and two other guys. Anyway, I recognized a bulge in the jeans by one of them and it satisfied me. I made them hot. "She is a little bit stupid and very forgetful," said Sandra to the guys and they grinned looking at me. Then we left the shop and were on the way to my car. I felt thousands glances of people passing us. No wonder, I looked like a slut, and I was one. "Do you like the attention?" asked my mistress. "I love it!" I answered smiling, "I am a dumb blonde after all," we both started to laugh. "Yes, you are..." Just before I got into the car, Sandra handled me a small package tissues, "put some of them under you ass, if you don't want to mess up your expensive banana leather seat," she grinned at me. I smiled back and placed some tissues on the seat. We left the parking lot and went up home.