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Jenny's Kinky Desires Ch. 01

byMiloXarts©

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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...

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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...

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