It had been three days since Jessie had gone to the Ramada Inn and learned of her fate. That day, Mr. Gee had showered and dressed after raping her. He had finished instructing her on school and her new job, and then had smiled, telling her he would be in touch. The next morning, Jessie had reported to school. She was surprised to find that she enjoyed the business classes.
She had reported to Carmichael Investments and discovered that Mr.
Carmichael was a very sweet old man. From his demeanor, Jessie was pretty sure that Mr. Gee had not told him anything about her shameful conduct.
Again, Jessie found that she was surprised at how much satisfaction she had from learning from Mr. Carmichael. Reluctantly, she had to admit that Mr.
Gee had been correct in concluding that she was suited to a career in investments.
After work on Monday, Jessie had gone to the High School track and jogged for an hour. She was tired, but it was a good feeling. She had expected a call from Mr. Gee, but he hadn't called or contacted her. She had begun to relax a bit. She knew that he would eventually contact her, and that he undoubtedly would use her sexually again. But some of the terror she had experienced began to fade.
However, the memory of her encounter with Mr. Gee continued to play in her mind. She kept telling herself that he had raped her. And of course, she had not given her consent. However, she could not forget the incredible pleasure he had given her. And, she admitted to herself, she had been reduced to a blithering whore. Every time she thought about how his prick had sawed in and out of her pussy, she would feel her nipples harden and her cunt begin to moisten. She was ashamed of herself. She had vowed that she would not surrender like that again. He was going to use her body, of that she was certain. But she would resist him, staying in control and not giving in to the slutty nature that was obviously inside her.
Wednesday evening Jessie prepared some steamed veggies and a chicken filet for supper after she arrived home from her daily jog. After doing her homework, she climbed into bed and quickly fell asleep.
Later she realized that the first sensation she remembered was a cool breeze across her face. Barely awake, she groggily opened her eyes and quickly stifled a scream as she saw a dark figure standing beside her bedside.
Instantly she knew who it must be. But how had he gotten in her house? She always locked the doors.
In the light of the moon coming into her bedroom she was able to barely make out the features on Mr. Gee's face. "Hi Jessie!" he said in a soft but friendly voice. Leaning over her bed, he gently lifted her covers, pulling them down to her mid thigh. She remained frozen in her bed, feeling like a bug being examined under a magnifying glass. He sat on the bed beside her and she could fee his hips against hers.
"I hear that you are doing a good job in school and at work.
Congratulations, honey!" her former teacher said gently.
Jessie shuddered when she felt his hand moving on to her belly, and sliding under the top of her nightie. She was wearing what she usually wore to bed, a pair of panties and a nightie top which tied together at the front. His hand was on the soft skin of her belly as he softly stroked her skin and gently asked her about the past couple of days.
Jessie haltingly answered his questions, trying to ignore the hand that was caressing her body beneath her nighty.
After a couple of minutes, he said "Jessie, I've been thinking a lot about you. Damn girl, you are so beautiful!"
She tried to resist the pleasure of his compliment. But this was a man she had adored in High School, and hearing him say such intimate things to her fulfilled a deep desire she had kept hidden. She was glad it was dark, because she could feel the heat of her face blushing.
When he leaned over her, she lifted her face to his to be kissed. She was
NOT being slutty, she told herself. It was just a kiss! But it was the kind of kiss that she craved, the kind that she had been reliving in her memory the past three days. It was a full, slow kiss filled with passion and heat.
With open mouth, Jessie groaned into Mr. Gee's mouth when his hand moved up over the mound of one of her breasts and began toying and playing with her flesh, arousing her hardening nipple. Over and over again, Jessie told herself to stop enjoying this feeling. But her body was ignoring her mind.
She was breathing heavily when he pulled his lips from hers. Taking her nightie in his hands, he opened it, revealing her soft belly. He leaned over and kissed her skin, his tongue licking in and out of her navel, making her squirm beneath him as his warm hands stroked the soft flesh of her inner thighs.
Jessie's body was rapidly heating up. She tried to resist the memories of his mouth and his prick invading her, but she was unable to do so, and she knew in her heart that he was going to again turn her into a mewling female unable to think of anything except being fucked by a male.
Just then, Mr. Gee sat up. Taking the covers, he pulled them the rest of the way down the bed, uncovering Jessie's beautiful legs. Taking her hand, he stood up and pulled on her gently, making her stand up in the darkness. He pulled her away from the bed, and moving around behind her, wrapped his arms around her body.
Jessie could feel the hardness of his prick pressing against her thin panties. She leaned back against him as she felt his hands moving up her belly to cup her breasts. His mouth moved to the side of her neck and gently sucked her skin, driving her wild and raising Goosebumps of pleasure on her arms at the intense sensations his mouth was drawing from her body.
She had stopped resisting, but was instead focusing on the pleasure of his touch on her body. Jessie felt wicked and nasty, but she knew that she wanted him to touch her and that she would let him do whatever he wanted.
His arms wrapped more tightly around her, holding her securely against him as he softly said "I think some light is called for." Jessie was curious why he would say something like that out of the blue.
And then…the lamp by the wall she was facing across the room came on!