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

fantasystories@yahoo.com

