Jenny's Way - Pt. 07

Jenny stood quietly waiting at the front door to Emma’s home. The front porch was small with just enough room for her to stand comfortably underneath a small overhang. She was dressed in a thin red blouse and a dark gray pleated skirt. Red nylons matched her blouse and were capped by a shiny new pair of high heels. The skirt rested just a few inches above her knees and if she leaned too far in any direction, the lace designs of the nylon tops were easily visible underneath. Her hair was perfectly parted and her face was painted with soft and inviting makeup: in that moment she was a vision of feminine beauty.

She shuddered momentarily as a brief gust of wind caught her blouse and lifted it slightly away from her naked breasts. She had not worn a bra or panties all week but found that she had little trouble adjusting to the feeling of the soft satin material rubbing against her nipples throughout the day. The cool air felt nice moving underneath her skirt and against her freshly shaved pussy. Victor demanded proper hygiene, which meant that she wasn’t allowed to have any hair below her eyebrows. Jenny was okay with that rule because it’s how she generally kept herself before her life had changed. For her, the biggest challenge was not flashing her pussy to people when a gust of wind would catch her skirt. She took a deep breath as her wristwatch finally beeped to signal that it was 10 AM; time for her to go inside.

Jenny momentarily ran her hands down her blouse and her skirt to even them out before entering the home. She wasn’t sure why she made the motion because she wouldn’t be wearing them much longer. It was like some strange habit from a long-gone era of her life. She opened the door and entered the foyer. Once the door was closed, Jenny carefully removed her skirt and blouse, folded them, and placed them neatly on the floor by the front door. She was once again standing nude in the entrance to Emma’s home, wearing nothing but her high heel shoes and red nylons. The house was dark as usual and she looked around nervously for anyone to greet her. She remembered Victor’s specific instructions for greeting Emma and she was not looking forward to it.

The silence of the home was broken by the familiar tapping of Emma’s shoes coming down the hallway to greet her. Jenny swallowed and started her walk to greet her hostess. Emma’s face lit up as she turned the corner and saw Jenny. Jenny forced a slight smile as the redheaded bombshell came up to her and gave her a tight hug. “Emma is so happy to see Jenny!” Jenny said nothing but pushed away slightly and looked into Emma’s emerald eyes. The woman was stunning, almost like she was molded from some fantasy story. She leaned forward and placed her lips on Emma’s. Both women embraced closely, their soft breasts squeezing against the pressure. Driven somewhat wild by the sweet taste of Emma’s lipstick, Jenny slid her tongue into her mouth and the women spent the next few minutes embraced tightly and locked in a passionate kiss.

Jenny slowly opened her eyes as she pulled away from Emma. Both women were deeply turned on and shivering at the encounter. Jenny then dropped to her knees and brought her face to within an inch of Emma’s smoothly shaved pussy. The lips were soft red colored and puffy, making it obvious that Emma was as horny as she was. Jenny eyed Emma’s sex for a moment before she leaned in and slowly ran her tongue across the swollen pink clit. Emma shuddered as Jenny locked her lips over her clit and gave it a passionate kiss. Emma was breathless. Jenny expected to be repulsed but was surprisingly relaxed and mildly euphoric while she kissed and licked Emma’s clit. She gave it one soft final lick and a soft kiss before standing up to face her hostess.

“Jenny is happy to see Emma as well.”

Emma took a deep breath and shivered. For a moment she seemed genuinely lost at what to do next. Jenny couldn’t help but smile at the woman’s obvious confusion. She leaned forward and gently kissed her on the lips. “I guess that Sir is waiting on us, right?” Emma smiled sweetly and nodded as both nude women turned and walked down the hallway to the bedroom where their master waited.

* * *

Victor had been lying in bed for so long that he had almost fallen asleep. Emma’s house was always so peaceful and clean, especially since he’d programmed her to be extra attentive to its cleanliness and appearance. He yawned and had just closed his eyes when he heard the bedroom door open and Jenny and Emma came walking in. Having two beautiful women wearing nothing but high heels and nylons walk casually into your bedroom would be a dream come true for most men, and Victor was no different. He smiled widely as the two walked in and stopped at the foot of the bed.

“Jenny lives to serve men. Jenny lives to serve you, Sir.”

“Emma lives to serve men. Emma lives to serve you, Sir.”

Both ladies were smiling at him as if he were the last man on Earth and they were honored to be in his presence. Jenny, with her striking brunette hair, almond eyes, firm breasts, and perfectly sculpted body, was a picture of feminine grace and beauty. Emma, with her fiery red hair, glistening emerald eyes, immense and firm breasts, and her athletic body, she was a picture of feminine sexuality. In contrast to Jenny, who still retained some of her whole personality and sensibility, everything about Emma was built for sexual pleasure. 

“Good morning, ladies.” Victor replied. “Emma, how was Jenny’s greeting today? Was she respectful to you as I instructed?”

Emma blushed, “Yes, Sir. Jenny is a wonderful kisser. It was so exciting!”

“I’m glad that you are listening to instruction, Jenny. It’s going to make things easier for you as we proceed.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Jenny forced a smile. “Jenny is trying.”

Victor tapped his hand on the bed as if he were summoning a dog. “Hop up here and kneel beside me on the bed, both of you.” Both women climbed onto the bed and knelt by their master. “I don’t feel like getting up today, so Jenny, I’m just going to lay here and relax while you work to get your antidote.”

“Yes, Sir. Jenny understands.” 

Victor looked over at Emma, “Come over here and lay down with me, Emma. You and I will watch Jenny put on a show for us. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Jenny? To put on a show for me and Emma?”

Jenny felt her chest tighten and a tingling sensation built inside of her pussy, “Jenny would love that.” Emma laid down beside Victor and placed her head on his chest so she could watch the other woman. She was careful not to block her master’s view of his new subject. Her soft tits pressed tightly against him as she nuzzled in. “May Jenny have the privilege of sucking your cock and earning her medicine today, Sir?”

Victor silently nodded and Jenny started removing his pants. The feelings of humiliation and disgust permeated through her body but she found over time that they were being drowned out by feelings of hunger, need, and lust. She didn’t want to suck Victor’s cock or swallow his cum: she needed it. With his pants fully removed and his cock standing proud before her, Jenny leaned forward and wrapped her hand firmly around the shaft and began stroking him. She couldn’t help but think that Victor’s cock was one of the more attractive and appealing cocks she’d sucked throughout her life. Even if she wasn’t under his spell, she was certain that she would have found it attractive and…appetizing. 

Jenny glanced up at Victor and Emma, who were watching her with intense interest, then she slowly wrapped her candy-apple red lips around the head and started gently sucking on his cock. Victor moaned softly and Jenny felt a sense of pride as she took in the sight of his cock, his musk, and the sounds of her master enjoy the pleasure she brought him. She opened her mouth wider and took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could fit. She wanted to feel the thick head of it pushing against the back of her throat. This cock was the savior of her life and she wanted all of it inside of her. She needed this cock; she needed the miracle of life that it would feed her if she showed it the respect it deserved. She slowly and lovingly moved her lips up and down the shaft, making sure to lap her tongue along the underside and the ridges of the head. This cock was to be worshiped and her mouth was the instrument of that worship.

Victor had never felt anything like what Jenny was doing to him. Not even from his ex wife, girlfriends, or Emma. Something was different about the way she was paying attention to his cock and she was genuinely enjoying herself. It was surprising, but not unwelcome. He lifted his arm and ran his fingers gently down the back of Emma’s head and slightly across her back. The bimbo fuck doll shivered in his arms and adjusted herself slightly. He could feel the wetness coming from her pussy as it rubbed against his thigh. He reached down and placed his hand on her ass and pushed her closer to him, grinding her already aching pussy harder into his side. Emma moaned softly. “Jenny is doing a good job, don’t you think so, Emma?”

“Emma agrees, Sir.” She involuntarily pushed her pussy harder against his thigh, just a mere inches away from Jenny’s passionate blowjob-in-progress. “Emma thinks Jenny looks pretty with your cock in her mouth.”

Victor pressed his hand into Emma’s perfect ass once again, holding her tighter against him. “It’s as if women’s mouths were made for sucking dick. Like you were born to put on lipstick and wrap them around a nice, hard dick. What do you think, Jenny? Don’t you think that you look pretty with a cock in your mouth? It makes you feel like a woman, doesn’t it?”

Jenny was too engrossed in her activity that she didn’t think to be repulsed by the degrading question. Almost as if she were programmed to respond, she pulled his dick out of her mouth and stroked it gently. A thin strand of precum followed from the tip to her lips before breaking off. “Jenny feels beautiful with a cock in her mouth. Jenny’s mouth was made for food and cock. Jenny hopes Jenny’s mouth pleases you.” She leaned over and began sucking it once again. Victor adjusted slightly as he felt himself getting closer to climax. Jenny was much better at this than he had expected. Her warm mouth and expect tongue glided effortlessly up and down his rock-hard shaft. It didn’t hurt that he also had Emma’s perfect ass in his hand and her wet pussy grinding up against his side to further stimulate him. No fantasy could have prepared him for such an experience.

Victor adjusted slightly as he felt his cock pulse. “Get ready for your medicine, Jenny.” He had no more finished his sentence when his cock erupted and filled Jenny’s mouth with a warm coat of fresh cum. The young woman clamped her lips down hard around his cock head to catch every drop as it oozed out of him and over her tongue. She ran her tongue along the ridges of his head, her fingers up his shaft, and sucked harder to make sure that not a drop of the precious fluid was left inside of him. Victor gasped at the intense feeling of Jenny’s forceful mouth working to protect every precious drop of his seed. Emma continued slowly grinding her pussy against his side throughout the whole ordeal, almost as if she was oblivious to things going on around her.

Once Jenny was sure that she had all of the fresh load safely in her mouth, she slowly backed her lips off of Victor’s cock, but took a moment to give it a small kiss before returning to her knees to look at her master. Both he and Emma were covered in sweat. He was exhausted from the experience and Emma was still mindlessly grinding her pussy against his thigh. Her eyes were glazed and she looked as though she had no idea where she was in the world. Jenny felt pity for the young woman as she smiled with tightly closed lips and a mouth full of cum at Victor.

Victor returned the smile and pushed Emma away from him. She said nothing as she returned to her earlier position kneeling naked beside him on the bed. “Goddamn, Jenny. You put some serious enthusiasm into that work today. I am impressed with your performance; you seemed to be having a good time down there.” Jenny silently nodded her head in agreement. She could taste the warm cream swimming around in her mouth. It gave her an immense tingling sensation throughout her body to be in contact with Victor’s cum, which was an obvious psychological change he’d made to her. Or, she wondered, was it a result of not being allowed to orgasm for the last two weeks? She was incredibly horny and considered the possibility that she was not in the right state of mind. “Before you swallow today’s load, I have some instructions for you.” Jenny’s eyes widened with concern. “Don’t worry, it won’t be hard for you at this point. But you’re going to follow these instructions very carefully, understand?”

Jenny nodded.

“You’re going to go home tonight and you’re going to give your husband the best night of his life. You’re going to dress in something humiliatingly sexy and you’re going to suck his cock with twice as much enthusiasm and skill as you did today. You’re going to take his load in your mouth, but you’re going to keep it there while you get up and ride his cock like the little slut you are. You’re going to ride him with your tits swinging and your mouth filled with your husband’s semen. When he’s finally blown his load in your pussy, you’ll swallow the load in your mouth at the exact same time. Then…and ONLY then…are you allowed to have an orgasm.” Jenny’s pussy tightened and she squirmed at the thought of her humiliating, but incredibly sexy instructions. “IF you can follow my instructions and take two loads of your husband’s cum into you at the same time; showing him the time of his life, then your ability to orgasm on your own will be restored. Do you understand?”

Jenny nodded.

“Swallow your medicine, Jenny slut.” She closed her eyes and a euphoric sensation swept over her body as the warm cream renewed her strength and tranquility. 

“Thank you, Sir.” Jenny said, almost involuntarily. She took a few deep breaths to compose herself before looking over at Emma. The redheaded bombshell was looking at her with glowing eyes and a sweet smile. She was strikingly beautiful with her semi-matted red hair and flushed cheeks. She could see that Emma was trembling slightly, no doubt frustrated from not being able to orgasm from her earlier grind session. 

“You can go now, Jenny. Don’t forget your assignment tonight. I’ll expect you to tell me and Emma all about it.”

“Yes, Sir.” Jenny nodded in obedience. She pushed herself off the bed, walked to the front door, got dressed, and left the home to go back to work.

As she left the home, a slight breeze outside caught the edge of her blouse and brushed across her bare breasts. She shivered slightly and made her way across the green grass to her car. As she approached it, she realized that her keys were missing from her purse. She fumbled around for them but they were nowhere to be found. She huffed in frustration and turned to walk back in the house. She was frustrated at losing her keys but also with the knowledge that she would have to strip down naked once she was inside the house to look for them. She didn’t have to go that far.

Jenny stopped suddenly as she came face to face with Victor standing out on the front porch. He was smiling at her as she made her way back up to the house. “I think you forgot something.” He smiled and pulled her keys out of his pocket. 

Jenny looked confused. “Did you take them from me?”

“Of course not,” he laughed. “And who is this ‘me’ you speak of?”

“I’m sorry,” Jenny quickly corrected herself. “Did you take these from Jenny?”

“No, like I said. I heard you drop something in the front room as you left.” He walked over to the trembling woman and handed her the keys. “Here you go, Jenny.”

She took them and placed them into her purse. Jenny started to turn back to her car but stopped for a moment to glance up at the house. It was a large, well-kept two-story gray home in a nice, recently constructed neighborhood. “Do you live here?” She asked.

“What?” Victor was taken back by the sudden casualness of her question.

“I…Jenny is curious about her master. Do you live here with Emma? You and Emma share a close bond that seems to Jenny to be more than the story she shared. Jenny would like to know, if my Sir is willing to share with Jenny.”

“It wouldn’t make any difference to you if I did.” Victor said. “With my powers, I could live anywhere I wanted or with anyone I want to.”

“And yet you chose to be here with Emma and Jenny. To be with us.”

“You should be honored.”

“Jenny is.” Once again, her response felt forced; like it was programmed into her mind. She thought for a moment. “Can Jenny ask you a question?”

“You don’t seem to have a problem with that, Jenny. Go ahead, I guess.”

“Do you plan to keep Jenny forever? The things you make Jenny do are humiliating and degrading, but you have not physically hurt Jenny. Do you plan to keep Jenny forever or will Jenny be let go when you are done?”

Victor couldn’t help but smile at the way she carefully worded her question and replaced any sense of self-identifying pronouns or references with her name. Still, the question surprised him because he hadn’t expected her to be brave enough to ask about being released from his control. Truthfully, he hadn’t given it much thought. His methods were purposeful, and he did have a plan for the brunette beauty standing in front of him, but the idea of outright letting her go had never crossed his mind.

“I hope you don’t think that you deserve to be released from my care, Jenny.” Her eyes widened with concern. “I appreciate you being honest with your question. However, it's inappropriate for you to ask about being released. As your master and guardian, I decide all of the important matters in your life. Your antidote schedule, your orgasm control, the way you dress, and if you disobey me again, the very words you are able to speak will slowly be transformed to my wishes. It’s safe to say that I take very good care of you considering the things that could happen to you. Don’t you agree?”

“Yes, Sir.” She shivered.

“Very good. You just go home and worry about your husband. You have a very special job that only that sexy little body of yours can perform tonight and I expect you to do your best. Understand?”

Jenny nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, Sir. Jenny understands.” Victor turned to walk back in the house. “Excuse me, Sir.” She called out. He turned and looked back at the broken woman standing in the front yard. He could see her hands trembling as she spoke. “Thank you for taking care of Jenny. Thank you for not hurting Jenny and for making the important decisions in Jenny’s life. Jenny is grateful.” 

Victor said nothing as he walked back into the house and closed the door.