Command Performance by Miss Irene Clearmont

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Command Performance – This is the disturbing tale of Jenny, super-brat, and her naive boyfriend from high school, John. His cherry needs popping and she seems just the girl to do it for him.

In the normal world, this would be kisses on the porch, fumbles in the bushes and perhaps a little petting in the drive-in. But, Jenny is no beginner like John is. She already has a lover and a career in mind. In between her little sessions with her father’s mature business partner, George, and her own dreams of following in daddy’s deviant footsteps, Jenny is playing games with John that will change his life. So, she keeps him on that brink, taunts and tantalises John, until at last he consents to filming their first time…

And, all the while, John’s parents think that she’s such a nice girl… What Jenny has planned for John is really quite simple. He will be the first of her streaming porn-stars. The first in her stable even if he is the last into her pussy! So, as Jenny plays the bitch and John is pulled into the depths of despair and blackmail, she begins what is sure to become a flourishing business. She and George have plans for John and stardom is just one part of it!

And, now you are wondering! How is Jenny ‘just like Daddy’? It’s simple, Jenny is going to be just like Daddy, because he is an old-guard porn producer and Jenny is following in his footsteps, but with a new and savage twist. Super-bitch Jenny is going to take a naive young man and make him the latest sensation in the streaming world of kinky raw sex.

F/m, FM/fm, F/f, Blackmail, Humiliation, Chastity, Corporal, Porn, Slave.

Strength 7/10 – 48,000 Words

Written 2016 Re-edit 2022

Excerpt – Command Performance

Seduced and Teased

Drive

‘Daddy’s car?’ She laughed and slid into the driver’s seat.
‘No. Just a birthday present! Daddy’s little girl was eighteen last week…’

‘Nice!’

Jenny slid the huge sunglasses down over her face and patted John’s knee. ‘I call it my ‘fuck truck’,’ she answered as the engine roared into life with a growl. ‘Let’s get out of here…’ Rubber squealed, Jenny slammed the gas and they were off. The car swerved to avoid a parked truck and jumped the red light onto the main road with a snarl while John held tight and braced his feet.

‘It’s fucking fast,’ he yelled against the wind. Jenny nodded, dropping a gear and sliding past the other cars with a laugh.

‘So where are we going?’

‘A place I know.’ She slowed a little at the bridge and then accelerated over the causeway, passing cars and trucks with élan while John held tight. Ten minutes later they were on the seventy-five, swerving between cars, heading out of Miami. Jenny’s hair streaming in the slipstream, an intent look on her face.

Little rich bitch, thought John as they emerged from the trees and then suddenly swerved off the highway onto a back road. Fucking hot though… Jenny had it and knew it! She could have been called petite if she had not been so shapely, beautiful if her sly smile could have been purged. The crop-top that barely covered her breasts, the little skirt that barely covered her ass rode up and the heels that pumped the gas pedal were outrageous platforms.

Another swerve, another squeal of rubber and the car slipped sideward as it took the corner and braked in a cloud of dust before the gates of a small villa came into view. With barely inches to spare the car came to a halt and John felt the tension in his stomach as the engine of the Maserati died.

‘So here we are, the love shack,’ said Jenny with a grin. The gate swung open slowly and she restarted the car with a roar and the gate closed behind them.

‘Yours?’

‘Daddy’s of course, come on, I’ll show you around.’ Single storied with vines latticing the terrace, the little villa stood in a clearing, isolated and informal.

‘Jeez,’ said John as they got out of the car. ‘Daddy must be made of money!’

She laughed and took his hand to lead him to the shaded veranda. ‘Loaded baby, loaded and under my thumb!’

‘So why are we here?’

‘To fuck of course, you want it bad, I can tell!’ John felt his cock start at the words, but a nervousness caught his step. ‘What’s the matter baby? I’ll bet you never wanted it so bad?’

‘I didn’t think that…’
‘It’s what I do, fuck big cocks and empty them out, come on the Jacuzzi’s waiting.’

They entered the villa and John felt he was in a different world. A week ago, she had just been the most popular girl in the class with all the boys, now she wanted him so bad. A trip that he had planned to get a burger was becoming something else. The first time was looming and suddenly doubt assailed him. ‘I didn’t bring anything…’ he said.

She turned to him. The smile was almost a leer and her lips were pursed as her hand gripped him between his thighs. ‘Big boy,’ she laughed. ‘Nothing needed, bare back for a bitch…’ He started to stammer, but already her hands were unzipping his jeans and burrowing deep.

‘I want it in me boy and I won’t hear no for an answer!’

John gasped as her hands closed on his rigid cock. In his imagination, it had never been like this. The pressure of her breasts on him, the smiling lips that he had kissed, his face reflected in her sunglasses. She stroked him slowly and then gripped his balls. He could feel her nails bite into him as she turned and led him through to the bedroom. The feeling was terror jumbled with lust. He stumbled behind her and gasped as she dropped his balls and turned to face.

‘Wanna see what you’re getting?’ He did and Jenny obliged.

The top was slipped off in a second, her bare breasts bobbing as her hands opened the top button of her jeans with a small twitch. His cock nodded and she laughed as her fingers slipped from waist to thigh, under the denim, peeling it back to reveal the smooth rounded flesh. Her feet kicked and the stilettos were off, bouncing under the bed as the jeans fell to the floor. ‘Get naked slut, and let’s fuck!’

John hastened to obey. That smooth lipped cunt was begging to be filled and her hands lifted a breast to her lips. Jenny drew back her lips and bit the stiff nipple as her other hand slit between her thighs. ‘Jeez,’ he breathed as his own clothes joined hers on the floor.

‘Nice bod, baby, now show me what that big cock can do…’ With a laugh she fell back on the bed. Legs open, pussy held wide by twitching fingers. A soft hole that so needed to be filled by him. John started to move to cover her, but her hands stopped him. Fluttered from shoulders to head, sank into his hair and gripped. Her face smiled and for a moment her tongue licked her lips.

‘On your knees, first a little tongue…’

Excerpt from: Command Performance