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Click hereShe leaned with a satisfied grin. "Hump away."
I didn't need to be told twice. I rubbed my already moist crotch up and down her leg. I groaned as I tried to grind it as hard as I could. Naturally, I closed my eyes and buried my face in her thigh as I had my twisted intercourse. But Kris was having none of that. She grabbed me by the hair and forced my head up, forced my eyes open so that I looked right into her eyes. I didn't like it, but frankly by now I was just thankful she didn't make me keep my tongue stretched out like a dog while I humped her leg.
My heart pounded against my chest as my moans grew louder.
"You close?" Kris smiled.
"Humm." I groaned.
She leaned forward, her eyes interested. "...One last time... Tell me what you are."
"I'hmfmm." I tried to say but my words came out mingled as a moan.
"Cat ate your tongue." She tugged on my hair. "Come on tell me what you are Jenna."
I forced myself to take a breath but couldn't stop humping her leg for a second. I looked up at her and barely spoke, "I'm your little blonde bitch."
She nodded, right before pursing her lips and shooting a spit that splattered on my forehead. "And you're lucky to even be that."
I buried my face in her thigh as waves of pleasure bolted down my crotch. I came, my whole body twitching as I hugged her leg close to my chest.
I was still belittled and felt like a worthless bug. I had dignity, some at least, enough to still feel sad over it being pissed on by my young tormentor. But I knew that with time, Kris would make me forget all of that and accept the joy of being her little blonde bitch.
Nice work EW, your story evolved slowly but humiliating to make Jenna all Kris’s. Good go
"If someone told you that one day you'd be on your knees dressed like a street whore with a younger girl shoving her..”
if someone told me that one day, a kink story would try to create this seemingly decade disparity between a 24 and a 26 year old, I would not believe you. Just make her 30 you coward- it completely breaks the immersion otherwise. I do not constantly think about my friends-with-benefits 2 years older than me as my senior; we are peers
good read. I'm wondering what all Jenna will be made to kiss or lick. wondering if she will get a real collar and leash. wondering who or how many other will see or new roll, be able to use her in her new roll. wondering what other demeaning acts will Jenna agree to. Kris needs her feet to be kept clean and soft and Jenna's tongue seem the right tool for the job. Thanks for sharing.
Pappasleaze!