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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: DEBAUCHING OF JENNIFER 4
Published: 20.12.2024
Story Codes: Young Ones, Abuse, Cannibalism, Snuff
Author’s Notes: This is a work of fiction, containing both graphic sexual descriptions and language. If you are a minor or if this is illegal in your area you must leave this page immediately. Under the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
Synopsis: Jennifer had a great job at a library in Chicago, where she was in charge of the reserve section, where banned books could be viewed, but never taken off premises. There was also a collection of books that were unavailable to clients, on the basis their content was either inflammatory, too profane, or both. She spent all of her free time delving into the dark passions that writers had that could never be shared. She also liked to hang out in bars where some despot might pick her up and show her a devilishly good time.
She discovered there were hidden grottos in Copenhagen where the forbidden in entertainment could be found, and every year she booked her holidays there, hoping to find an evil performance too shocking to be seen in any regular entertainment spots. A man named Tony found her and invited her to accompany him to go on a cruise, on a ship that, once at sea, had no need to be constrained by the morality of upstanding citizens, where everything could be seen, with victims of any age, for a price. Little did she know that, on every cruise, an unsuspecting woman was chosen to become the most debauched entertainer.
Debauching of Jennifer 4
In a moment a woman entered. She wore the simple but very sexy uniform of the service staff, a loose-fitting shift which did nothing to hide the sexuality of the young woman’s large-breasted figure. The pleated skirt was very short, and she wore spike-heeled shoes that accentuated her muscular sexy legs.
She carried a small toolbox which she opened as she sat on the foot of the bed between the spread legs of the anally-copulating couple. Tony explained to Jennifer that he wanted to give her a special gold ring that would show off her beautiful vagina when she publicly displayed it, for the enjoyment of others.
She gasped at the lewd suggestion, at the thought of the imminent mutilation of her beautiful sex organ, and she struggled desperately but uselessly. Tony assured her the ring would not interfere with her ability to have sex, but instead, it would stimulate her vagina into easy arousal.
The staff woman grasped the fleshy hood of Jennifer’s erect clitoris, and pulled the loose flesh up severely from her sex mound, stretching it to the limit. Then, without squeezing it to numb the flesh, she pressed a sharp needle deep into the restrained young woman’s sex meat, clearly demonstrating there was no bond between women here.
Jennifer screamed, as much at the indignity of being physically abused by another woman as at the pain. She knew that men were often disposed to dominating and sexually abusing women, and she understood this to be a natural process.
For a woman to abuse her sex organ so painfully without her consent was extremely degrading. The young staff woman withdrew the needle. A droplet of blood slowly grew, filling the new opening, and then it trickled down across her slightly curled pink cunt lips.
The woman produced from her bag an inch wide thick gold ring, which had an opening on one side. One end was pointed and the other was hollowed, so that they could be permanently locked together when the ring was forced closed.
She placed the opening over Jennifer’s clitoris, which was excited and erect from the raw obscenity of the violent and profane act she was experiencing. With a special tool that resembled pliers, she forced the ends of the thick gold ring into the freshly pierced hole and squeezed the ring tightly closed in Jennifer’s sex flesh, permanently marking her as Tony’s property.
She sprayed a disinfectant onto the pierced cunt, which flushed away the gleaming droplets of her blood. The voluptuous young woman put her tools away, closed the tool bag and then silently left. Tony released his tight grip on Jennifer’s big breasts, allowing her to sit upright, her anus still impaled on his thick penis.
She saw her clit standing out through the large gold ring and quickly realized that the gleaming gold decoration did enhance the appearance of her sex organ. It was at that instant that she saw the name TONY engraved in the thick gold ring.
She was clearly and permanently marked as a possession, owned by Tony. Jennifer was startled at the calm that came over her with this sudden and humbling realization; a curious sense of belonging that accompanied this distinction. She was now owned.
That realization did nothing to quell her anger at the forced invasion of her intimate privacy, the humiliation of being brutalized by another woman, and the objectionable piercing of her delicate sex meat without her consent. This was outside the realm of reason.
At the same time, she was startled to notice she was quite pleased with the beauty of the gold device decorating her cunt, and the bold statement the Italian man had made in marking her as his personal property with the aggressive gesture.
With shock, Jennifer realized that she found the brutality of the assault on her sexual privacy thrilling to her. Now she understood what Tony meant by excitement. She wondered how much the coke she had snorted had to do with what was going on in her head.
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On the second evening at sea, Tony treated Jennifer by taking her to see one of the most delightfully debauched entertainments she could imagine: it was a beauty contest for pretty little European tots aged from five to seven, to be judged for their total beauty.
The kiddie show was staged in a small intimate lower deck theater that seated about a hundred and fifty guests. When they arrived, they got two of the last few remaining empty seats left in the theater. Although they were mostly European children, the event was all in English, which Jennifer later learned was the language common to most of the guests, so it was used throughout the ship.
It was the little girls’ distinctive accents that identified their nationality. The mistress of ceremonies was a beautiful busty French girl in her mid-teens. She wore a sleek silver gown that squeezed her large beautiful breasts up and together. It’s hemline was more than two feet above her shapely knees.
Her legs and thighs were naked, and she wore a pair of very sexy silver spike-heeled shoes, which gracefully accentuated her long and shapely legs. She carried a schoolmistress’s pointer, and she had a very stern look on her face, which the easily influenced children were likely to respect.
The pretty little girls began by coming on stage one by one, twirling to display their pretty dresses and hair, then stood in a line across the back of the stage. Their dresses spun high when they twirled, revealing their thin little panties. At their tender age, their pubes were nearly bare.
The beautiful young mistress of ceremonies turned her back, revealing to the audience a daring slit up the back of the skirt that went all the way up to the belt line, although there was an overlap of a couple of inches so that except when she walked, the seam of her ass crack was discretely covered.
Everyone quickly noted as she moved revealing flashes of her pale round buttocks, that she too wore no panties. Then she startled everyone by bending over as she talked to the children, with her back to the audience, spreading the slit in her skirt wide.
This revealed her bare round buttocks, her puckered naked pink anus and her lightly bearded and open pink-lined vagina. Jennifer was excited not only by the daring nature of the dress the girl wore but even more by the raw and unashamed exhibitionism of the beautiful and well-built young French girl wearing the more than suggestive outfit.
She was both shocked and excited at the overt display by the immodest girl of her beautifully formed sex organ, particularly in the presence of these young children, who were of course not able to see what the audience saw. This kind of daring thrilled Jennifer, and got her sexual juices flowing.
Jennifer was surprised at herself, startled that she could be sexually aroused at the sight of another female. One by one the little girls stepped forward to deliver brief recitations of limericks they had memorized. Clearly, none of them had any understanding of the words they were delivering in their cute little voices, for the short poems they recited were disgustingly filthy.
What made the filthy limericks so interesting was to hear them being so coyly told by the innocent young girls. The children had been carefully coached to emphasize the right words and to give coy smiles and knowing looks as they innocently spoke the obscene words. An attractive little blonde five-year-old began the session with:
A dirty old lecher named Brent
Had a dong so long that it bent
To save himself the trouble
He put it in double
And instead of cumming, He went.
When the laughter subsided, it was redoubled by her careful and innocently delivered explanation.
”When he ejaculated his semen splashed on his testicles.”
She curtsied politely at the applause she received and then stood aside for the second little girl, who recited:
A mechanic serviced a wench
At arm’s length, head turned, with a wrench
He explained with chagrin
As he twisted it in
He simply could not stand the stench
“He was masturbating the woman in her vagina with the wrench,” the little child explained, completely unaware of the meaning of what she was saying, “And he found the putrid aroma of fish emanating from her vagina to be highly disgusting.”
And so it went, the attractive slender little European girls in their pretty dresses, white socks and shiny shoes pleasing the responsive audience with their filthy limericks and blindly memorized explanations. The audience found it titillating, but there was much more to come.
When all of the limericks had been delivered, the little girls were all politely and expectantly standing along the front of the stage, accepting the applause from the audience if unsure why, and ready to perform in the next part of the program.
THE END OF CHAPTER FOUR