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Archive-name: Bondage/ljess01.txt

Archive-author: Mr B.

Archive-title: Loving Jess





Consenting B&D, S&M, and *no* preteen sex. (I always was 

a rebel). Oh yeah, it's incredibly demeaning to woman, 

I'm not like this really :-) Writer of HOLODECK, in case 

you're out there I want to get in touch. Pls mail / pfmb 

me, or upload a file, want to discuss your ideas).



Anyone else, if you like this, *private* email / pfmb me 

and I might write some more.

Mr B.





Loving Jess - Part 1



"Just fuck off Jess, can't you see that I'm bored with 

you?"



Jessica looked at me tearfully. "But I love you.... 

please take me back?" I'd fucked the girl for one night, 

and wasn't in the habit of anything much longer, but the 

silly bitch seemed to have developed something of a crush 

on me.



It had been two weeks since that Friday evening when, I 

guess, the earth moved for her. I'd been to the nightclub 

four, maybe five times since and every night it was the 

same. As soon as I walked in the door she'd be there, 

hanging around me like a bad smell. It wasn't that she 

was ugly - sure she'd been no stunner at school, but I 

had to credit her efforts of the last fortnight.



That first night I'd seen her dressed up in her silly 

long skirt and jacket, trying to play the career woman. 

It struck me as silly, she wasn't long sixteen, and sure 

as hell hadn't any career, dumb as she was. Comes from 

watching too much TV I suppose. But she looked so out of 

place, I let her talk, probably the last virgin left in 

town, and another one under my belt wouldn't hurt.



So I took her home, told her what a silly bitch she 

looked and how with a skirt like that she was fucking 

lucky to get screwed. Foreplay seemed too much of an 

investment so I sure wasn't going to waste my time with 

that. I just shafted her dry little pussy, busting her 

hymen and cumming on her tummy. When I told her to fuck 

off home, she just gazed open eyed at me, and said 'I 

love you and always have'. That kind of shit I just do 

not need so I pretty much kicked her out of the house. 



Next time I saw her, the jacket was the same but she'd 

taken up the skirt so that it fell above her knees. I 

found the slut's naivity kinda funny, she'd got nice, 

long legs but so had the rest of the bitches in the bar 

and they didn't want romance. "You still look shit girl" 

I told her. "What should I wear for you then?" she'd 

asked, pleading with her eyes. Give the guys a laugh I 

thought, as I told her. Boy, this girl was obsessed. Not 

a blink or question, she just tried to pout, nodded and 

said she'd see me Saturday, and that she loved me even 

more now.



I was sitting with this tall blonde bimbo called Melanie 

when Jessica arrived. We were at a table and I'd got my 

hand on Melanie's thigh - the slut was anybodies, but I 

hadn't been there and thought I might get a blowjob in 

the restroom.



When the kid called my name, I saw everyone looking at 

her, then me, then laughing. I turned, and couldn't 

believe she'd done it. Exactly as I asked.



I suppose she'd looked quite cute in the lime green 

gymslip when she was eleven, most of the kids did. But at 

sixteen she looked like the dirtyest fucking tramp this 

side of New York City. The waist was just below her tits, 

and the hem swayed around her panties or would have done 

if they hadn't been around her knees. She couldn't get 

her little white socks into the shiny mary-janes, and she 

just waddled towards me, holding the coat she'd worn to 

disguise her dress. 



"Please..." she said, with the whole place listening. 

"Take me to bed?" 



"She with you?" Melanie asked, pissing herself. "Gonna go 

and play Sindy with her?" I might have blushed a bit, but 

my hand stayed on her thigh. "Fuck you Melanie, think I'd 

go round with a mess like that? Do me a favour..."



To the laughs and jaunts of the guys, Jess burst into 

tears and ran out the door, pulling up her panties as she 

left. I got my blowjob, had a few buds then went home, 

expecting the worse from the guys next day.



I wasn't far wrong. The pool club crew had all either 

been there or heard, and they thought it was a killer. A 

can of baby-food in my locker with "have a meal with the 

girlfriend on us Bill!" taped to the door. I told them 

I'd told her to dress like that, but I'm not sure they 

believed it. This was getting fucking serious, even the 

chicks were jiving me and I'd got a reputation to look 

after. "Listen guys, boy like me attracts the girls, this 

is just one of the many. And she does was I tell her." 

They weren't buying it. "OK Bill, we tell you what she's 

got to wear, she wears it maybe we give you a break" said 

Riley. 



They sure as hell didn't expect it, and I guess nor did 

I. I didn't have the guts to ask, just shoved the message 

in her front door. But she surprised us all, and I'd bet 

a dollar that she got a few cocks hard that night.



The white lycra mini-dress would have looked good on her 

anyway, moulding her lithe teenage body in all the right 

places. The hand-cuffs keeping her wrists behind her back 

and her ankles six inches apart were kinky as fuck making 

her waddle like a stoned duck. But what set it off were 

the hundreds of cut out photos stapled all over the white 

material. Every one was carefully cut out of a b&d porno 

magazine, and each showed a girl being fucked up the ass 

or in the face, while tied in the most uncomfortable 

positions. Talk about putting ideas into your head.



But Imogen, my horny cheerleader for the night was 

stroking my cock at every opportunity and I knew my 

priorities. After telling Jess where to go, I took her to 

a corner and shoved a finger up her cunt. One of the boys 

wandered over, "Hey Bill, you be wanting your slut?". 

Imogen glared at him. "Not you bitch, the school girl, 

the kid in the handcuffs." I wasn't jealous. "Fuck no - 

get her off my back - give her all you've got man".



When I'd finished with the cheerleader, I was wrecked. 

She'd taken it up the ass right there in the dancefloor, 

her satin dress hald way up her back as I shot my load. I 

walked out the club, and heard a wimpering from the 

sidewalk. "Bill..... Bill.... please come and talk to 

me?"



Jess was slumped against a trash-can, her slutty dress 

now pulled up around her waist. The guys had pulled off 

some of the photos that now lay scattered around the 

alley floor and her face was dripping cum like she'd been 

showering in a sperm bank. "Are you glad that your 

friends did this to me?"  I felt so powerful with the 

little slut, I didn't care what I said to her. 



"Yeah, I'm glad. It's good to see a little cunt like you 

suffering, all trussed up with handcuffs, and spunk 

dripping down you face. Guess I kinda like that."  I 

waited for her to burst into tears, but her mouth begin 

to smile, just a girlish sweet grin that actually made 

her look pretty. "Make me suffer for you more then Bill? 

I'm not suffering enough, 'cos I'm happy I can do 

something you want?"



"Sure, I'll make you suffer. I'm going home... on my own. 

" I walked off, I'd had enough of it tonight, and the kid 

was crazy. She called out a few times, but I didn't look 

back until I reached the next block. She was waddling 

back to her appartment, fuck knows what would happen to 

her on the way, looking like that.





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