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Chapter 4 by Jenaus Jenaus

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P02E03

He suddenly changed the subject: “Why don’t you tell me something more about your girlfriend. Who is Emily, and who is she to you? “

“Well, we’re in the same class… And we kinda like each other. She has been my ‘official’ girlfriend for several years now.”

“Did you fuck her yet? “

Blood rushed to my cheeks. Even with a naked and tied Marcy right in front of me, the question hit my decency center with a full dose of anxious shyness. I mumbled something, but Howard insisted: “Well, did you? “

“No, I didn’t. “

“Why not? “

I stumbled across some more attempts at words, not finding a way out.

”It is a serious question, you know. I am not trying to talk you down, I’m just trying to see if I can help you achieve the healthy sex life an adult should live.“

“We’re not even past second base, “ I grumbled.

“You’re not. You’ve been fumbling her for a bit and then ceased when she protested, right? “

I nodded numbly.

“Don’t worry. It is part of the game. You just need to know how to handle her, and you’ll have her craving for you in no time.

“Handle her? What do you mean?

“It is about authority. Right now, you have none. She has been raised by her family, by her school, by the church, in general, by the small town you live in. They are her authority now; and that authority preaches decency, modesty, and prudence. She would be crazy to allow you the improprieties you want to try out, maybe even _she_ wants to try them out, but not when the whole town is ready to judge her for it. Her current authority forbids it.”

“So everything is hopeless. “

“Of course not. It just means that she is susceptible to authority. She likes it, and has a natural tendency to adhere to it. She wants to be a good girl and obey it. And that offers opportunities. “

I thought for a moment, then said: “That’s no different from Marcy. “

“Exactly. All you have to do is replace the authority. Make her denounce the rule of civic conduct she was raised under, and replace it with the rule you create for her. “

“But why would she want to do that? “

“Because you have a weapon at your disposal that her current authority does not. You can provide pleasure. Right now, the best experience in her life is going to the canal with her friends, spread blankets under the summer sun, and swim and have laughs and fun over there. As a reward, that cannot compare to the sizzling joys she can experience under your rule.”

“And she’s already used to others telling her what to do, and she has embraced it and enjoys it… Yeah, I think I see what you mean. She is pre-trained in discipline, so to speak. “

“Exactly. Take her from the oppressive hug of small town customs… And the rest of the mindset to make her kneel for you is already there. She finds herself becoming an adult, and she doesn’t like it at all. The grip of her parents is loosening, and school and church were always kind of indirect rulers. She wants someone to tell her what to do, she has no idea what to do with her life. “

“What do you mean? Of course she has dreams, she wants to go to university and get a degree and build a career from there. “

“Oh, yeah? If she does, what is she gonna study? “

“Well, she sees several options… It could be something artistic, or maybe literature, or economics and management… “

“You mean that she has no idea. “

“No! It just means that so much stuff is interesting, it is so hard to choose… “

“You are wrong, she doesn’t seem like a scholarly girl at all to me. It means there is nothing interesting about four more years of learning from books. Her published desire to go to university isn’t really her own desire at all. It is her parents who would like to see her there. “

Maybe he was right, I just hadn’t looked at her that way. It was always me who suggested an activity, or the movie we would watch. When I asked her what she wanted to do, she just shrugged. She was lively in conversation, but she hardly ever disagreed with me. She was eager to please, and always thought of something nice to do for someone else.

My God. It almost sounded like I was listing all of Marcy‘s attributes. Had I been blind? Had it all been right in front of me, while I was too busy hiding all the dark secrets in my mind from her, simply because I naturally thought she would resent them?

Howard was observing me, as if he was reading the train of my thoughts. Then he nodded: “ The only difference is in the prudence. She needs to be unleashed, she can only achieve ascension when the burden of chastity is shattered. It can be the greatest gift you ever give to your beloved, if you rip up her prudish mantle. Corrupt her into sluttery, and she will be forever grateful to you.”

I thought of myself, saying words like that to Emily. She would slap me in the face, or worse, laugh at me. There was no way on earth that it would be a trigger for her to kneel.

Howard put a hand on my shoulder: “Relax. It isn’t a one-step thing, she has to be worked slowly, like peeling the layers of an onion. Patience is the key. We’ll cross all the bridges when we get there. Don’t worry, I will be on your side every step of the way. It will be as smooth as jizz trickling off a maiden’s cheek, ” and he firmly squeezed Marcy’s buttock again.

I wanted to believe him very badly.

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