Chapter 20 – Alone again

Since the start of this nightmare Janet had managed to 
avoid having any 'girl to girl' talks with her mom.  The 
only real opportunity for one had been at dinner a couple 
of nights ago and dinner was rarely a time for that as 
her dad invariably sent them up when they indulged in 
girl talk.  So girl time normally happened when she, 
Kelly and her mom were together buying clothes or 
watching a "girlie" dvd or sometimes even making dinner!  
Which was exactly what she and her mom would be doing in 
the next ten minutes and Janet was terrified.  She knew 
she'd let something slip and give away the horrible 
secret she was carrying or even if she didn't her mom 
would still somehow guess something was wrong.  

That wasn't the only thing upsetting her though.  Truth 
was Janet hated lying to her parents, especially about 
important things.  Lying about finishing her homework and 
stuff like that was okay but to have to lie about 
practically everything she's been doing the last week was 
huge!

When she arrived home she found that for once this week 
the gods were smiling on her.  There was a message on the 
answering machine from her mum saying they were caught up 
at the office and wouldn't be home till about 7.30 and 
they wanted Janet to get dinner together by herself!  
Yes!!!  She bounded upstairs to have a quick shower 
before heading to the kitchen.  It was going to be okay!

As she dried herself after showering she did her normal 
mirror check for any unwanted bulges that might tell her 
it was time to stop eating chocolate or icecream or even 
time to go on a diet, something she'd never had to do so 
far thank god.  It wasn't really a conscious check, more 
a habitual action.  She'd just twisted sideways to look 
at the back of her thighs when the word 'beautiful' leapt 
to the front of her brain.  Not that she thought she was 
beautiful.  She knew she wasn't ugly but she knew she 
didn't look like a movie star or a model.  However by now 
she was used to boys telling her she was beautiful and 
she knew to brush it off, recognising that they were only 
saying it to help convince her to have sex with them.  As 
if!  But this afternoon Richard had told her she was 
beautiful and he didn't need to say it to get her to have 
sex with him that was for sure.  Maybe he really did 
think she was beautiful.  Wow.  He hated her but he 
thought she was beautiful?  Strange.

Facing the mirror she moved her hands over her flat 
stomach and up to her boobs, cupping them underneath.  He 
certainly seemed to think these were beautiful.  She 
smiled at her reflection thinking back to a couple of 
years ago when she could completely cover them with her 
hands.  No way could she do that now.  Occasionally she 
worried that they were too big but mostly she was glad 
they'd grown to this size especially as they didn't sag 
the way a couple of her friend's boobs already did.  
That'd be awful.  Most of her friends though had smaller 
boobs and all of them wanted bigger so she guessed she 
was lucky with what she inherited.  

She twisted her body from side to side, checking her 
boobs in profile, watching her nipples crinkle and grow 
till they were pointing straight out from her chest.  She 
always thought they looked better like this and they 
certainly felt better.  She brushed her thumbs over the 
tips sending a shiver through her body, watching as the 
goosebumps spread over her arms and chest, remembering 
how great it felt when Richie had ... Shit!  Dinner!  She 
was meant to be chopping tomatoes, not playing with her 
tits!

By seven thirty Janet had everything ready and on the 
table with a couple of empty plates waiting for the cold 
meats her parents would be bringing.   Her parents were 
even later than they'd said, arriving home as the 
Morgansen's were pulling into the drive.  This of course 
meant no chance at all for Janet's mom to ask her 
anything incriminating which was a huge relief.  Dinner 
was uneventful and Janet was able to easily deal with the 
few questions about what she was doing on her holidays 
without having to lie too much.  Naturally most of the 
dinner talk was about the elections, the economy, 
business and other 'adult' topics although Janet, Mrs 
Morgansen and her mom did have some fun talking about 
fashion.

With dinner over they headed into the family room for 
coffee but thankfully her dad let her off the hook from 
any further social duties and after saying goodnight to 
the Morgansens she headed upstairs to her room.  It was 
only as she closed her bedroom door that she realised how 
tense she'd been.  Kicking off her shoes, she tumbled 
onto her bed, staring up at the ceiling as, unbidden, 
tears started trickling down her cheeks.  

It wasn't fair; nothing was fair in her life.  How was 
she expected to keep leading this secret double life?  
Richard couldn't keep asking her to lie to her parents, 
keep things from them like this.  She had to do 
something.  She couldn't keep this up or she'd go crazy!  
When she was with him she felt like she didn't have a 
choice but there must be other choices, other ways of 
handling this.  She had to calm down, had to think 
clearly and weigh up the other choices, look at any other 
options she had to help her get out of this.  

Number one she could refuse to go back.  Suddenly she 
felt sick, her stomach in a knot, the bile rising, tears 
increasing.  If it were bad when he'd first confronted 
her about the cheating and the things she'd written in 
her diary, now it would be infinitely worse.  If it ever 
got out that she'd let him whip her, fuck her in the 
behind, film her masturbating, do all the things they'd 
done, her life would be so totally over she couldn't even 
begin to think about it.  She'd have to change her name, 
run away, disappear forever.  Scratch that option!

Number two she could beg him to let her go, beg him to 
stop making her do all the horrible things he'd done to 
her although today he hadn't really done anything 
horrible but still he had before that so maybe he would 
again.  Of course if she begged him to let her go he'd 
probably get angry, probably do more of the horrible 
things, probably hurt her again.  Scratch that choice!!

Number three.  Number three?  She could do what he said 
but have attitude.  Not enjoy it.  Make it hard for him.  
Which of course would only make it hard for her because 
as soon as she did that he'd be onto her.  Scratch 
three!!!

That was it really because number four was the only 
option left.  Option four was continuing to do what she'd 
done today, totally obey him and make sure she did 
everything in her stupid slave contract.  It meant being 
a complete slut, making sure she was as perfect a sex 
slave as she could possibly be.  For now that's what 
she'd have to do.  This brought on a renewed bout of 
crying but eventually the flow of tears dried up, leaving 
her feeling empty and defeated.

It was too early to go to bed but she needed something to 
occupy herself, something so she'd be able to stop 
thinking about all the horrid things happening to her.  
Dragging herself from her bed she turned on her computer 
to check her emails.  Maybe Kel had found someway to send 
her an e from camp or maybe Marcia had sent one.  That's 
what she really needed, to be able to talk to either of 
them.  Nothing.  Well that wasn't true, as always there 
were a few dozen unopened emails in her inbox.  Most of 
course were spam that she normally deleted without even 
looking at but tonight maybe they'd help take her mind 
off her problems.  

Online Prescription Medicine – boring - delete.  

Win Lotto – as if - delete.

Mature Women to Fuck – no way - delete.

Viagra – boring - delete.  

What's Your Credit Rating – zero - delete.  

Animal Sex – yuck, delete.  

Hung guys – why not - 

She allowed this one to load and found a web address 
www.extrabighugecocks.com in big letters at the top with 
three pictures underneath.  Janet had looked at emails 
like this before but up till now she didn't really have 
anyway of comparing.  Wow!  The cocks were probably twice 
as thick as Richie's and definitely longer.  In the first 
picture a white woman was sucking a black guy and she 
only had the head of his cock in her mouth which was 
stretched so wide it looked like her lips were going to 
split open.  As Janet stared at the picture wondering 
what it would feel like to suck a cock that big she 
unconsciously opened her mouth, mimicking the woman in 
the picture.  Nope.  She didn't think she'd like it 
because it felt really uncomfortable stretching so wide, 
the woman probably wouldn't be able to move her tongue 
around his cock and there was no way Janet would be able 
to get something that big in her throat.  In the next 
picture the woman was being fucked in her pussy and in 
the last one the guy had his cock in the woman's bum.  
Maybe having a cock that big in her pussy would be okay 
if she had lots of time to get used to it but she was 
pretty sure she wouldn't want anything bigger than 
Richie's cock in her bum – delete.

Young cunts – 

They weren't really young.  Well not as young as she was 
even if they had their hair in pigtails and were wearing 
cheerleader uniforms.  Plus their not so young cunts were 
all blurred so you couldn't really see anything and there 
weren't any guys in the pictures – delete.

Sapphic Teens – she hovered over the link for a few 
seconds before clicking it.  She thought this meant 
lesbians and wasn't really interested in girls but – 

She was right, it was lesbian but this one wasn't the 
normal full-on graphic porn site.  The pictures looked 
arty, with a soft focus and although in some of the shots 
you could see their pussies, the girls weren't holding 
them open or anything like that.  Maybe this was what 
they called soft porn.  There was lots of kissing – on 
the mouth, boobs and down below.  Also, the girls who 
were all really pretty actually looked like normal teens.  
In fact they looked like they were her age and maybe even 
younger.  She browsed the site for a while wondering if 
the girls in the photos really liked posing and playing 
with each other or if they were forced to do it.  They 
sure looked like they were enjoying it. 

So it went, mostly deleting but occasionally stopping to 
look at the pictures, some of which she viewed in a 
different light with her newfound knowledge of sex.   
There were only three emails that she didn't delete, all 
from friends.  Two were chain e's that friends had 
forwarded so she quickly scanned them, followed the 
instructions and sent them on to some of her contacts.  
Last thing she need was more bad luck!  The final one was 
from Richard.  She stared at it for at least five minutes 
before she finally moved the cursor to it, holding her 
breath as it opened.  

hi j,
hope dinner wasn't boring. u still have that picnic 
basket for 2morrow?
cya 
r

Picnic basket!  Relief!  She'd assumed the email was 
going to be telling her to do something like masturbate 
or … something degrading like that.  The basket should be 
somewhere downstairs.  Good idea.  She could load it with 
some fruit and some of the leftovers from dinner before 
going over in the morning.  Probably should take a 
blanket also.

She hit the reply to sender button and then stared at the 
screen for a another five minutes, unsure how to respond.  
Finally she decided that copying his style was the safest 
thing to do.

Hi R,
It was ok.  Think we do.  Will chek in morning.
cya
J

She hit the send button and when the email disappeared 
from her screen she noticed his name again about five 
emails below the one she'd just replied to.  It was the 
email he'd sent her the other day, the one with the links 
to the pictures and to the movie of her masturbating.  
Although she hadn't actually watched the movie the other 
day she probably should delete the email anyway.

For the next few minutes she prevaricated, getting edgier 
and edgier with her indecision.  She wanted to check out 
the movie but was so scared of what it would be like that 
she couldn't bring herself to click on the link.  
Eventually the screensaver started up and taking that as 
a sign she stood up, deciding she might as well go to 
bed.  Trouble was that now she was feeling really wired.  
She'd have to do something to burn off some energy if she 
was going to be able to sleep.  Exercise!  It was too 
late to go for a run but she could do a workout.  

Normally she'd do it downstairs where there was more room 
but she could do it in her bedroom particularly if she 
used one of her less strenuous videos.  She grabbed one 
and put it in the machine.  The skirt she was wearing was 
really too tight for exercising so she slipped it off and 
also took of her top.  That was one of the good things 
about having a video and TV in her room, she could do a 
work out in bra and panties.  She'd been at it for about 
ten minutes when she heard her parents.

"Hon, you still up?"

"Of course she is dear.  She's working out.  Can't you 
hear?"

"I can hear music but she might have fallen asleep with a 
CD on, mightn't she?"

"Trust me that music isn't any CD she'd be voluntarily 
listening to.  It's one of her workout tapes."

Janet hit the pause button on the video as she guiltily 
looked at her computer worried that somehow the movie of 
her masturbating might have started playing by itself!  
Of course it hadn't and the screen saver was still 
active.  She opened the door, poking her head around to 
find her parents smiling at her, her dad behind her mum 
with his arms wrapped around her, his head on her 
shoulder 

"We just wanted to say sweet dreams and thank you for 
getting everything ready tonight."

"Hey that's okay mom, no probs."

"Well we're off to bed.  Love you darling."

"Love you too mom."

"Night hon.  Now don't do too much exercising before 
going to bed will you?"

"No dad, only going to do a few minutes more.  Night."

Closing the door she started the video again but almost 
immediately stopped it.  The workout wasn't going to 
work!  It wasn't going to calm her down.  She had to 
watch the movie.  Had to see what it looked like, had to 
see how terrible it was.  Scrolling to the email she 
opened it then, momentarily closing her eyes, she clicked 
the mouse on the web address, opening the site.  There 
were all those sexy pictures of her and there was the 
link to the video.  She closed her eyes again and with 
one more click started the video.  Suddenly her own voice 
filled her head through the earphones and, startled, she 
opened her eyes.

"Hi.  My name is Janet Sheen … um … sex slave. This sex 
slave is a cum slut, a cocksucker and a, a dirty cunt.  
This sex slave loves being fucked in the cunt and in the 
arse.  She loves sucking cocks.  This slutty sex slave is 
a fuck toy and she licks cocks and licks arse.  She is 
only good for fucking, for being fucked.  She is going to 
play with her hot cunt and do it until she comes.  
Because she's a … a disgusting, worthless slut."

Janet had been preparing herself to be disgusted, angry, 
even horrified by the video but after the initial shock 
of seeing herself on screen she wasn't any of these 
things.  Instead she found herself spellbound as she 
listened to this girl proclaiming what a slut she was.  
This wasn't her, couldn't be her even if it looked like 
her because it was so real.  This girl meant it, she 
wasn't pretending, wasn't saying this because she was 
being forced to.  She was obviously saying it because 
that's what she was.

That wasn't the only thing that had Janet transfixed.  
The girl looked so interesting, far more interesting than 
Janet could ever be.  This girl was so sexy or maybe it 
was erotic as she smiled at the camera saying all these 
incredible things.  Then the girl was moving up the bed, 
obviously not embarrassed or self-conscious about being 
naked.  If anything it looked like she loved being naked, 
even loved having the camera on her.  She positioned 
herself at the top of the bed, smiling at the camera as 
she spread her legs so the camera could see not only her 
pussy but also her bum hole.  A month ago Janet wouldn't 
have given a second thought to her bum apart from it's 
size and she'd certainly never looked at it like this.  
She'd never looked at anyone's bum hole until this week.  
It was an area that you ignored, but now after what she'd 
been through, after having his cock in her bum and even 
more than that, after having licked his bum hole and 
having him lick her … well … she'd have thought it would 
look gross but it didn't.  It was interesting, the girl's 
bum … no, the girl's arsehole looked interesting, not 
gross.

Then the girl did something so hot that Janet 
instinctively put a hand between had legs and cupped her 
pussy.  On screen the girl had licked her finger in a 
really sensual way before bringing it down to her pussy, 
pushing it between the folds of her labia and into her 
cunt.  Fuck!

With her free hand Janet hit the pause icon as her other 
hand pressed into her pussy.  There she was, frozen on 
screen, eyes half closed and a finger in her cunt.  She 
was torn.  She knew she should be disgusted by this but 
she wasn't, she was fascinated, drawn to this girl, 
wanting to watch her all the way through.  Not just watch 
because as she cupped her pussy she realised that she 
wanted to masturbate, she wanted to get herself off as 
she watched.  She stared at the screen, tussling with her 
problem.  It seemed wrong to be masturbating to this but 
… but she was really tense tonight.  Yes, that was it.  
After all she normally masturbated before going to bed 
and if she got herself off she'd sleep better.  It didn't 
really matter what she used to help get herself off, did 
it.

Having reached a decision, the rest was easy.  Lifting 
her hips she quickly skimmed off her panties then undid 
her bra, before settling into the chair again, this time 
completely naked.  Still not right though.  She nervously 
glanced at her door before bringing her feet up, resting 
them on the desk on either side of the keyboard so that 
her legs were spread wide.  Looking down at her pussy she 
could see that in this position the lips were spread open 
and her clit was already starting to show, just like the 
girl on the screen.  Hitting the play icon she started 
watching again and soon she was mimicking the girl on 
screen, the only real difference being that she kept her 
eyes open.

She trailed her fingers between her pussy lips a few 
times feeling the wetness.  Then, following her onscreen 
tutor, she started brushing her fingernails along her 
thighs and stomach.  She loved doing this, keeping her 
touch really light so that it almost tickled.  She teased 
herself, letting the sensations build as an occasional 
shiver shimmied through her body.  Of course this was 
only teasing, not the real thing and eventually she 
needed more.

Finally the girl's fingers returned to her pussy, 
stroking the lips, opening them out even more, teasing 
the wet inner area and starting to work on her swollen 
clit.  Janet followed suit and when the girl on screen 
brought her other hand into play, Janet did the same.  
However while the girl on screen started with only one 
finger in her pussy, Janet immediately used two.  She 
also tried something new.  In the past she'd really only 
ever pushed her fingers in and out but Richard had done 
more than that and Janet imitated him.  She started 
corkscrewing her fingers, and copied the scissoring thing 
he did where he flicked his fingers against each other.  
Wow!  It seemed to double the feeling, sending little 
jolts through her body with each flick.

As Janet fingered herself and played with her clit, 
building towards a climax, she could tell that the girl 
on screen was also getting closer.  Janet watched as the 
camera panned up the girls body, the muscles on her 
stomach clearly outlined, her boobs with their engorged 
nipples heaving and then her face, mouth opening, tongue 
licking her lips.  Then the girl caught her bottom lip 
between her teeth and chewed on it, something that Janet 
was conscious she sometimes did when she was playing with 
herself.  Wow that looked really hot!  Suddenly the 
camera zoomed out and Janet saw that the girl's whole 
body was moving in a sexy dance.  The girl now had two 
fingers pistoning in and out of her pussy while the index 
finger of her other hand was moving so fast across her 
clit that the image was blurred.  

Then it happened, the girl on tape came, crying out, and 
as she came, Janet came with her, the only difference 
being that Janet managed to stifle any cries, her natural 
conditioning kicking in to ensure her parents didn't hear 
her.  As her climax raced through her body her instinct 
was to close her eyes so she could lose herself in the 
pleasure of the moment but she resisted, keeping them 
half open so she could watch the girl on screen.  If 
anyone had told her that this was what she looked like 
when she orgasmed she'd have denied it, said not 
possible.  But it was possible.  It was her body that was 
twitching, squirming, shuddering with her climax.  It 
looked truly amazing, really sexy in ways she could never 
have imagined.

As she watching through hooded eyes, her own body was 
going through the same aftermath and it felt like she was 
sharing the experience with her on screen persona.  Nice.

Then Richard's voice interrupted and reaching forward, 
she hit the pause.  There didn't seem to be much use in 
watching anymore and besides, she wanted to enjoy the 
post orgasmic bliss a little longer without his voice 
interrupting, reminding!

Eventually her legs started to complain about being 
stretched up on the desk so, reluctantly, she slid her 
fingers out of her pussy and sat up.  She looked around 
for a tissue to clean her fingers like she normally did 
but then stopped.  Bringing her hand in front of her face 
she twisted it around, examining the shiny wetness on her 
first and second fingers.  She slowly brought them closer 
to her nose taking in the tangy hot pussy smell and then 
quickly, before her better judgement could interfere she 
opened her mouth and sucked them in.

Yes!  Wow, it was such a great taste.  During all the 
years of playing with herself she'd assumed it was yucky 
but it wasn't.  Taking her time she licked away every 
last trace.  No wonder Richard seemed to like going down 
on her!  She was tempted to put her fingers back in her 
pussy to collect more but resisted … might be going a bit 
too far to do that.

Richard.  Shit.  She wasn't meant to come without his 
permission.  Although there was no way he could know so 
that was okay but still she probably shouldn't have done 
it.  Okay, she'd get rid of the email and the website so 
she wouldn't be tempted again.  

The website!  It was still there!  On the internet for 
the whole world to see and there was no way she could get 
rid of it.  How could she have forgotten that?  He had to 
take it down.  Now.  It was late but she'd have to call 
now except … there was something wrong.  She was staring 
at the site and something was wrong with it.  The address 
bar.  It didn't say www.janetsheen.com.  It was 
c:\windows\rics\index.html.  But on the email it said 
www.janetsheen.com.  She went back to the email and was 
about to click on the link again when she noticed that as 
her mouse hovered over it the status bar read 
c:\windows\rics\index.html.  

The bastard!  There was no website.  Well at least not on 
the net.  Maybe there was though.  Opening a new browser 
window she quickly typed in www.janetsheen.com.  Nothing 
– all that came up was the search page.  Opening explorer 
she navigated to c:\windows\rics\ and sure enough, she 
found a bunch of files including the pictures of her and 
the movie.  She wasn't sure if she should be relieved or 
angry.  Both!  Switching to her email program she deleted 
his email.  Back in explorer she hovered over the rics 
folder.  She should delete it except that no one else 
knew it was there.  Well no one but Richard.

Ten seconds later she'd dragged the folder to another 
location.  Now she was the only person who knew where the 
pics and movie were and if she ever needed to look at 
them again she could.  Not that she thought she ever 
would but still, you never knew.

Shutting her computer down she stood, stretching her arms 
out as she rolled her head around.  Now she was ready for 
bed, feeling a lot more relaxed after playing with 
herself and also feeling very relieved to know that he 
hadn't actually put all those pictures on the net.  
Looking over at her pj's she decided to leave them off.  
Tonight she felt like sleeping nude.

Not too far away Richard was also getting ready for bed.  
Although he was tired, he wasn't sure that he was really 
ready to go to sleep.  Earlier he'd told himself he 
wouldn't jerk off tonight because now that he had Janet, 
he didn't need to.  After all he'd already come three 
times today which was about twice more than he normally 
did so it wasn't that he needed to get off, was it.  Yep, 
three time!  Down her throat, in her pussy and finally in 
her mouth!  

Of course remembering this only made it harder.  Well 
started to make his cock harder that is.  How stupid.  
Just because he was having sex didn't mean he shouldn't 
jerk off if he felt horny.  He liked jerking off.  Maybe 
not as much as he liked fucking and being sucked by his 
slave but it was still a pretty amazing thing to be able 
to do.  

Sitting down at his computer he fired up the browser, 
heading for a web page that normally had some good 
hardcore movie links.  He was about to click on one that 
promised a teen gangbang when he stopped.  Why watch a 
twenty five year old teen pretending to come when he 
could watch his Janet playing with herself.  Sometimes he 
was such a dope.  

Ten seconds later he had Janet Sheen filling his screen 
about to jerk off just for him.  As she said was a cum 
slut, that she loved to be fucked, that she loved sucking 
cocks he had to resist the temptation to grab his cock, 
jerk it a few times and come all over the monitor.  This 
had to be the hottest clip he'd ever watched.  Which was 
what he was determined to do, watch the whole clip and 
time himself so he came at the end, not the beginning!

So instead of grabbing his cock and jerking away, he 
lightly stroked it with his fingertips, occasionally 
brushing his thumb over the super-sensitive head.  He 
sometimes did this when he was reading a really hot story 
or watching a great clip because doing it like this let 
him last as long as he wanted.  After a while it did 
become a sort of exquisite torture but when he finally 
came it tended to be better than normal.  The intensity 
of the feelings was heightened and they seemed to last 
longer.  If it weren't that he was normally impatient to 
get off, he'd probably jerk off like this all the time.

As Janet got closer to coming, Richard changed his style.  
Now he held the shaft in his right hand, not too tightly 
but tight enough to provide the extra friction needed to 
push him over the top.  He pulled the skin back and forth 
over the steel like inner shaft, his thumb lengthwise 
along the top, brushing the head with each stoke.  On 
screen, the camera was now on her beautiful face.  Her 
eyes were closed but it was her mouth that was the focus 
of his attention.  She was sucking on her lips, running 
her tongue over them.  Awesome.  This was so much better 
than most if not all the clips he downloaded.  This 
looked real, not fake like most of the internet stuff 
looked except for maybe some of the amateur girls.  Of 
course it looked real … it was!  He'd filmed it, so he 
knew that she was really getting off, he knew she was 
really getting close to coming, just like he was now.

The camera zoomed out and as he moved his hand faster on 
his cock, her fingers were moving faster in her cunt and 
across the top of her pussy as she played with her clit.  
Then as she started moaning, he felt it starting.  He 
tensed his lower body, holding off as long as he could 
till she started crying out and then he let go, letting 
his come spurt up into the air as he joined her cries.

He was a glorious mess, come on his stomach, thighs and 
covering his hand but he didn't care.  What a wank!  It 
had felt like his balls were going to literally explode.  
As he heard his voice asking her questions, he reached up 
to turn it off.  Boring really.

Wow, he was exhausted now.  He'd have no trouble getting 
to sleep tonight after that.  Grabbing a towel he wiped 
the come of his body then flopped naked onto his bed, to 
exhausted to even worry about getting into his PJ's.  


Thanks to all who have emailed with feedback.  Always appreciated.  Sorry 
about the slow pace of the writing.  I do hope to have another chapter out by 
the end of the month.  After that?  Not sure.

FantasyStories

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