HaplessJessie
Just a few days ago my friend told me that he has been have
sex regularly with a already married woman, whom he just
referred to as "Jessie". She was about forty
years old, an assisant manager at IBM. Her husband is a technician
at American Scientific. She has two kids, one is now in college
in Mass. and the other has gone to Japan for business reasons.
At first, of course, I really didn't believe him, especially
in that he said he had reduced her to his sex slave. I kind
of smirked:"well how did you do that?" "First
of all, her husband doesn't know this. And on my hand
I several pictures of her having sex with me and another
entire tape of that. So, I jsut told her if you don't
do what I tell you I will ruin your family. " "What!
What happen if she reports you." "Oh, well,
who cares?" This friend is in my college and is a pretty
smart guy, though I don't want to give out his name here.
"What do you expect me to do?" I am a law student
and I thought he wanted to seek some advise from me. But i
turned out to be wrong. He is only 19, even two years younger
thatn one of Jessie's son. If it's going to happen
that he knows his well being is in danger he will not only
send those pictures to her husband only, but to her kids
also. It seems to me that he held her pretty tight. think
about the consequences of that!
But still I was quite surprised about her job, an assisant
manager at IBM!
Now, my friend now told me: he has planned another trip to
her home. He told Jessie to get rid of her husband first,
by any means possible (not to kill him, but to get him out
of home for several days) and he is going to acutally lvie
in her house for five days! That was some very daring attempt.
And he wanted me to go with him. Only at this moment I realized
that this was not a joke, but a true crime! He wants me to regularly
check her emails and the numbers on the cellphone whenever
she is not on her guard. But I wouldn't be living inside
her home.
Now, on last Monday, he noticed me that he is entering her
house at eight o'clock in the morning. I went in at one,
and what I saw simply astunded me.
Jessie was not white; she was Asian! Later he told me she
came to America when she was four. Originally she lived
in Shanghai, China. at first I mistook that she was white
until I saw the dark hair. She was almost as white as a white
girl, her untanned skin was even whiter than me.
She was courching on the floor entirely naked, with a dog
leash around her neck. and my friend stood behind her, with
the end of the leash in hand, dragging her all over the floor.
He prepared a pet bowl and inside that he ordered her daily
portion. Then when I came in he told me what to do and when
I came out of her home I saw she was weeping and seemed very
pale. I was almost moved to release her? She was on the floor
supporting her upper body with both of her hands. At first
she looked at me as though she wanted me to help her, and then
she lowered her head and drops of tear fell down lingering
over her skin, down and down to her chest, evntually concentrated
at the tip of her nipple and opped on the gleamming floor.
It was so pitiful. My friend asked me to join their games
but I refused, and only accecpted to watch them for a short
while. He went out and stood over her, in his khakis, and
with his left hand holding her dartk hair the other hand
heavily landed on her cheek. She cried out in that way most
Asian women do, and was absolutely allowing him to do whatsoever
he wanted. He straddled over her, who was still weeping
and was trying to defend herself with one arm raised and
covering her breast. Of course it was useless. My friend
grinned, and said that she better move away her hand by herself.
Her eyes looked away and simply dropped her hand on the floor.
Now he went on to squeeze her breasts, not fondling, but
squeezing!
He lowered his body and sat on her chest. Now took out his
penis and lingered it around her body. He put it into her
mouth, she sucked it, almost to my astonishment--to her
obedience. His one hand was twisting her nipple around
like a twister!
He put two golf balls into her pussy. And commanded her to
get up. Now, it seemed almost that she was too weak to get
up. He simply carried her up with both hands. It seemed like
she was going to swoon or something. But my friend told her
to walk. When he loosened her she fell on the floor. So he
just dragged her over. He poured water over her head. And
then used a pincher to pinch at her breasts. When he pinched,
she moved aorund on the floor and screamed like a landed
fish. She arched upward with her head. She seemed to be in
pain. When the golf ball came out from her pussy he put it
back in and used a baseball bat to smack her lower part. That
seemed so grisly.
He told me later that when she complained she was hungry
he put food on his penis and make her eat it. Sometime he cummed
into her food and he made her eat it nevertheless.
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