Jenna Improvement Program Ch. 04-05

Every man's head turned to follow the young, barely-dressed nymph walking past them. A few of them even catcalled. Women did double takes in disgust. Jenna could hear their whispers. "Oh my god, what is she wearing?" "What a whore." "I feel bad for her parents." Jenna flushed and lowered her head. The collar strained on the rod holding her skirt, briefly exposing her ass. Jenna snapped her head back up. She was going to have to hold perfect posture if she didn't want to flash anyone. With her head up again, Jenna's eyes flit around nervously. Despite the handful of folks muttering, the majority of people.... just ignored her. Perhaps they had never seen someone as scantily clad as Jenna before, but it also wasn't the first time they had seen a teenage girl showing off her assets. Besides, who were they to tell her how to live her life? Even if they disapproved, they weren't going to pass judgment. But for the most part, people were just too busy with their own lives to notice. The realization bolstered Jenna's confidence. Most people just didn't give a shit. And those who did would either enjoy the show or have an incredible story to tell later.

Jenna looked down at her pink pussy, easily viewable from her angle. A whistle from above caught her attention. On the second floor, a group of teenagers stared down at her. They had an excellent view of her womanhood as well. Jenna forced herself to smile and gave them a wave. The girls in the group had a mixture of horror and envy on their faces. The boys all looked on lustfully. Jenna could feel their desire. It made her feel good. At school, boys barely gave her a second glance. But dolled up like this, she was turning heads. Her confidence grew. So did her horniness.

The moment Jenna reached the fountain, the cellphone vibrated. She jumped slightly and dropped the phone. She had totally forgotten Dr. Truce had given it to her. Mindful of the metal rod running down her spine, she carefully bent at the waist to retrieve it. The satin skirt hiked up over her creamy ass. It was an odd feeling, the cool conditioned air of the mall on her exposed lower lips. Jenna was WAY past her comfort zone now, but she also kind of liked the idea of the young teenagers taking in the view. Her naughty side was giving her confidence. The satin shirt tugged down on her nipple rings. Jenna grasped the phone and looked up as she rose. An old man, probably in his 70s, was staring down her shirt at her pierced pink nips. He rubbed his hand on the tent pitched in his pants, leering disgustingly. And yet, Jenna only found herself more aroused. She had NEVER received this kind of attention. And no one had tried to stop her yet.

Standing, she glanced down at the text message.

THERE'S A PACKAGE WAITING FOR YOU AT THE JEWELRY STORE. PICK IT UP, UNDER THE NAME 'DUMB SLUT'

Jenna had seen the jewelry store when she entered the mall. Walking more confidently now, she crossed the fountain area to the jewelry store. A teen boy, smartly dressed, smiled when she entered. He looked to be about Jenna's age, and actually quite cute, she thought.

"Go..Good afternoon ma'am, how can I help you today?" Clearly, the boy had been well trained. His eyes only drifted down to investigate Jenna's body once. Otherwise, he was able to maintain eye contact, though he clearly struggled to keep his gaze from wondering southward to check out the hot piece of ass that had just entered the store.

Jenna went to return the greeting, but then stopped herself. She stood awkwardly, staring down at her toes. How was she going to communicate with this boy with a piss covered thong in her mouth? The cellphone was still in her hands. Pulling up a Note, she carefully typed out, "I have a pickup for Dumb Slut." She held it up to the boy.

The boy raised an eyebrow. "Oh.... so you're Dumb Slut, huh?" The boy's training broke. He looked Jenna over hungrily. "I wondered when you would arrive." He crouched behind the counter and came up with a small, velvet covered box. "So this is for you then?" The boy began to sweat slightly. He clearly knew what was in the box, and it was making him horny. Jenna, on the other hand, had no idea what was in the box.

She decided to play it cool. Leaning forward onto the glass counter, she looked up at the boy and gave a slow nod. The move had the added benefit of giving the boy a clear view of her naked body under the satin outfit. She held her hand out.

Shaking, the boy placed the box into her outstretched hand. It was heavier than she had expected. The boys pants bulged as his manhood strained to free itself. If they hadn't been in such a public place, he feared he would not have been able to resist jumping the lithe girl right then and there. Instead, he stuttered out, "I'd be happy to help you with that. Maybe, tomorrow night, 7 pm?"

Wait. Is this guy asking me out on a date? Jenna thought. It was the first time a boy had asked her out and she couldn't even respond. Damn Dr. Truce for gagging me! The thought was followed by an immediate scolding. Without Dr. Truce's outfit, and his setup at the jewelry store, she wouldn't even be in the position to be asked on a day in the first place! Jenna resolved to thank her orthodontist profusely the next time she saw him.

Jenna nodded slowly, hoping it conveyed a "Sure, we could hang out" rather than "OHMYGODYESIWOULDDOANYTHNG!"

"Uh, great! Great! Just give me your phone number. I'm Sean, by the way." He pulled out his phone. Jenna noticed that he kept his hand inside his pocket even after the phone had been passed to her. The hand moved up and down as she typed in her number. Handing the phone back, she grabbed the box and turned to leave.

"Wait, you didn't enter your name. What should I call you?" He asked. Jenna had made it about half way out of the store.

Tapping on her phone, she held it up for him to read. He squinted to make out the letters.

DUMB SLUT

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Jenna quickly left the store, stifling a giggle. Her first date! Sean was cute, and he definitely seemed to be up for "stuff". Jenna was convinced that if she played her cards right, she was definitely going to lose her virginity before the end of the summer. Normally, when a cute boy like Sean talked to her, she would have said something stupid. But with the panties in her mouth, she had to let her body do the talking. And apparently, her body had interesting things to say. Jenna felt like she was on top of the world.

She felt the weight of the velvet box in her hand. Curious, she started to open it. The vibration of the phone interrupted her.

GO TO THE WOMEN'S RESTROOM ON THE SECOND FLOOR. DON'T OPEN THE BOX YET.

This was the second time a text message had come at the exact correct moment. The first had been instructions as soon as she reached the fountain. Was Dr. Truce watching her? Jenna spun around but couldn't find him anywhere. It was a little paranoid to think he was following her. It must just be a coincidence.

Jenna rode the escalator up to the second floor and quickly located the restroom. She shuffled across the walkway as fast as she could without completely flashing the passing shoppers. Upon entering the restroom, she was relieved to see that it was empty. She picked a middle stall, locked the door behind her, and sat down on the U-bend toilet. The phone vibrated again.

TAKE OUT YOUR GIFT AND PLACE IT ON THE SEAT.

Jenna carefully opened the box. On a velvet pillow was a small metal orb, the shape and size of a pointed egg. It had a small metal tube attached to it that ended in a larger disc. The disc had writing inlaid on it. In gold, it said simply "DUMB SLUT." Jenna knew what this was. It was a butt plug.

Jenna had seen butt plugs before, online. But she had never seen one in real life. And this one was unlike any she had ever seen before. It had a thin chain welded to the top of the plug's base, which in turn branched into two longer chains. Each chain ended in a nasty looking tension clamp.

What are these for? She wondered. As instructed, she placed the base of the buttplug down on the toilet seat between her legs.

GOOD. NOW PASS THE CLAMPS UNDER YOUR LEGS AND ATTACH THEM TO YOUR PUSSY.

How the fuck did he know I'd open the box?! Jenna looked around frantically. Dr. Truce must have cameras or something set up in the mall. He must be watching right now... Jenna smiled wickedly. She lifted a leg up onto the seat of the toilet and began to rub her clit. She licked her lips and made a smooching face. Hope he likes the show, she thought.

STOP MASTURBATING. ATTACH THE CLAMPS.

Jenna gave a little pout. So he COULD see her. But he didn't want her to have a good time, apparently. She grabbed the dangling chains and brought them underneath her legs and into her lap. Carefully, she grabbed her right lip in one hand and squeezed the clamp with the other. After a moment's hesitation, she released. The clamp pinched down hard on her fold. Jenna let out a muffled squeal. She then repeated with the other lip. Despite herself, Jenna felt her arousal rising again.

GOOD. NOW INSERT THE BUTT PLUG.

Jenna had guessed this step was coming. The egg was huge, at least from her perspective. Maybe 2 inches across. The most she'd ever had in her back door was her own slender finger. The prospect was extremely daunting. The key, she figured, was lubrication. Luckily, she had that in spades right now. Her pussy was dripping at this point. The public restroom, the hidden voyeur, the sexy outfit, the clamps. It was all too much for Jenna. She had never been so horny in her life. She grabbed the plug and ran it up and down her slippery opening. It felt soooooo good. She pressed it into her vagina and groaned in pleasure.

CREAK. The restroom entrance door pushed open. Jenna quickly silenced her moan. Two female voices echoed through the bathroom. In shocked panic, the plug fell out of Jenna wet hands. The chains snapped taught on her lips as the plug clanged against the side of the toilet. Jenna gave a muted yelp.

"Talk to you in a second," she heard one of the voices say. The door on the stall to Jenna's left opened and closed. Jenna sat frozen in fear, the plug swinging back and forth from her pussy. A pair of black, sandal heels with tie straps turned in front of the adjacent toilet. Jenna watched as a purple skirt fell to the floor around the heels, followed by the splashing sound of pee in water. The smell of urine reminded Jenna of the piss thong in her mouth. Either the taste of pee had faded or she had just gotten used to it.

A knock came at Jenna's stall.

"Erm... uh-uh." Jenna couldn't talk with the thong in her mouth, so she tried to sound negative. She fumbled to catch the swinging plug. Outside the stall, an eye peered through the crack.

"Everything alright in there?" The eye asked.

"Mm-hmm." Jenna managed. She had finally gotten a hold of the plug. Juice from her cunt had slid all the way down the chains to the plug. It was definitely ready to be stuck in a butthole now.

"Oh leave her alone, Leanne!" Came the voice from the adjacent stall. The eye lingered at the crack for a moment. Under the Leanne's watchful stare, Jenna's heart felt like it was pounding through her chest. After what felt like an eternity, the eye slid away. The door on the other side of Jenna's stall opened and closed.

FOCUS. INSERT THE BUTT PLUG.

Might as well get this over with, Jenna told herself. She turned to face the toilet. Bending over at the waist, she reached a hand out to the toilet seat to steady herself. With the other hand, she reached around behind and grabbed the "DUMB SLUT" plug. She ran it up and down her crinkled butthole. She relished in the feel of her own juices lubricating her anus. With a small amount of pressure, she pressed the tip of the plug against her opening. The pointed tip penetrated her butt. So far, so good, Jenna thought to herself.

Jenna carefully increased the pressure on her sphincter. She gasped through her gag. The plug felt huge! About a half an inch had entered her tightest hole when she lost her nerve. She released the plug and it came out with soft "Pop." Jenna let out another moan as the plug pulled again on her tender lips. It clattered on the toilet seat.

"What was that?" Leanne asked. The woman bent down to peer under the stall at Jenna. For a brief moment, Jenna thought she might actually yell out, "I'm trying to shove something in my ass! Leave me alone!" But she thought better of it. Instead the teen girl waved a hand, trying to block the woman from seeing the sexual perversions taking place in the stall next to her.

KEEP GOING.

Jenna reluctantly grabbed the plug again and positioned it beneath her asshole once again. She took a deep breath in through her nose, then shoved the plug upward. This time, she got a full inch. Jenna gritted her teeth and kept pushing. The plug reached its widest point, pushing her asshole open a good two inches. With another deep breath, Jenna gave the final push. Her asshole swallowed the egg part of the plug and closed around the stem. The base reading "DUMB SLUT" settled in between her supple cheeks. The fused portion of the chain ran up her ass crack, before splitting in opposite directions over her cheeks, around the front to clamp firmly on her pussy lips.

Jenna had not realized how short the chains on the plug were. The final push to insert the plug also had the effect of pulling her labia taught. Her vagina was now gaping open due to the tightness of the chains. It also had the effect of exposing her urethra to the cold mall air. Jenna gasped at the sensation. She grabbed the phone and turned on the camera, pointing it at her own vagina. It worked like a mirror. Jenna could see herself spread open for all the world to behold. It was beautiful, and totally erotic. Her fingers caressed her hard clit, then slid down to gently touch her glistening peehole before disappearing into her gaping wet cunt. The teen redhead loved the look and feel of her open vagina, combined with the full feeling in her ass of the "DUMB SLUT" plug. She wondered what Leanne would think if she could see Jenna now.

DON'T TOUCH YOURSELF YET. COMPLETE THE LAST STEP.

The last step? Jenna pouted in frustration.

BOX. CLIT.

Jenna grabbed the velvet box that had fallen to the floor. It was empty. Or at least, it looked empty. Under the pillow inside, Jenna discovered a hidden second chain. This one had a clip at one end, and a clamp at the other like the two clamps on the butt plug. Jenna knew what she had to do.

Starting with the clip, she attached it to her belly button ring. The little black arrow on the piercing now invited onlookers to follow the chain down behind the piece of satin suspended in front of Jenna's teen cunt. With her other hand, she pulled back the hood hiding her clit. Pulling down carefully on the chain (the piercing was still tender) she stretched down so the clamp could reach her nethers. Jenna flicked her clit a couple of times to get it to stand at attention again, then clamped down on it hard. When she released the chain, her stomach pulled taught, causing the chain to yank up on her clamped clitty. A wave of pleasure and pain exploded from Jenna's fun button. The sensation was unlike anything she had experienced before. The girl couldn't help but brace herself on the toilet as her knees buckled.

Leanne and friend don't know what they're missing! Jenna thought as she panted through the thong in her mouth. By this point, the other two women had finished and were gossiping together as they applied makeup at the sink.

YOU HAVE MY PERMISSION TO CUM NOW.

Oh thank god! Jenna plunged two fingers deep into her open cunt. Her juices and the clamps gave her easy access. Reaching back with her other hand, she ground the plug into her asshole. She could feel the plug with her fingers through the thin wall separating her ass and pussy. The 18-year old was on the edge of a massive orgasm. She stopped working her butthole and grabbed the clit chain, yanking up in time to her finger thrusts. Jenna felt her legs turn to jello as she came. She fell sideways against the bathroom stall, shaking the whole row. Jenna's butt clenched hard on the intruder in her ass as wave after wave of intense orgasm rocked her. Jenna lost control of all her orifices. Piss sprayed out of her exposed urethra. Some of it landed in the toilet, but most ended on the floor in a pool with her pussy juice. Jenna was certain the plug would have fallen out if it wasn't so huge in her rectum.

"Oh my god!" Jenna screamed as she crumpled to the ground in a heap next to the toilet. But with her underwear in her mouth, it was only a muffled cry. The gossiping women both stopped. Jenna's legs splayed out on the ground, she was helpless to cover herself. She had completely lost control of her body. Instead, she lay in a puddle of her own piss and squirt, heaving deeply from the incredible orgasm. Leanne bent down to see what was going on. Jenna stared back, gulping for air through her nose with her mouth still clamped tight on the thong. Leanne stared for a moment, her eyes as big as saucers, then raised up without saying a word.

Fuck. Jenna thought. Those women know exactly what I just did. I just need to wait it out here until they leave.

The phone vibrated.

NO TIME TO WAIT, YOU HAVE MORE ERRANDS. GO TO CLAIRE'S NOW.

Jenna couldn't believe what she was reading. There was NO way she was going to face those women after what she just did.

NOW, OR YOU WILL BE PUNISHED.

Jesus. Jenna thought to herself. Reluctantly, she pulled herself to her feet. When she stood up, all the chains pulled taught again. Her vagina opened wide and her clit was yanked up and out of its hiding place. A mini follow up orgasm threatened to bring her to her knees again. Little droplets of leftover pee combined with her pussy juice and trickled down her legs all the way to her ankles.

With all the dignity she could muster, Jenna unlocked the door and stepped out of her stall. The two women turned and stared. Their mouths dropped open. In silence, Jenna carefully walked over to the closest sink and washed her hands. Each step alternated pulling on one of the labia clamps. Jenna's heavy breathing caused her abdomen to expand and contract, pulling on the clit clamp. Her nipples, largely neglected during her finger fucking in the stall, pointed erect through the satin top, providing a clear outline of the rings on them. Her arousal continued to show on her inner thighs and knees. They glistened in girl cum and piss with each step. In short, she looked every bit a Dumb Slut.

Jenna nodded curtly to Leanne and her friend as she finished washing her hands, then strutted out the door, leaving the two women behind speechless.