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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: DEBAUCHING OF JENNIFER 6
Published: 22.12.2024
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 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 6
As she watched in fascination, Jennifer remembered her deflowering by her first boyfriend, but she had been much older than these kids at the time. As she remembered, she was nine or maybe even ten, because she was in grade four at the time of her sexual initiation.
It had been rough because she had refused the twelve-year-old grade six boy so often that he had finally brutally raped her. She had lived in a new district, and she had been lured with candy into a new house under construction, that was not quite completed.
He had brought along a pair of his big friends, and they had held her as he ripped off her skirt and panties. He had slapped her on the face hard and then had spanked her little cuntlet, just as hard, stinging it until the reddened inner flesh petals opened.
Then he violently thrust his big prick into her, painfully ripping the membrane and causing her to bleed profusely. She was frightened by the flow of blood that followed her rape and had been told that if she told anybody what he had done he would tell the owners.
He would let them know that it was her that had bled on the new beige carpet, and give them her name and address. Now the children on the stage were bleeding as well, screaming as they purposefully deflowered themselves, with the slow girls being viciously battered with the flailing pointer.
They were making great progress, and the whole audience was standing up, excitedly cheering them on. As Jennifer caught herself encouraging the smallest girl, she suddenly realized that the morality she had always pretended to hold was nothing but a sham.
She now understood that her true feelings were of lust and sensuality. She now knew that the fun the audience had was more important than the minor inconvenience to the kids. With this new understanding of herself, she felt suddenly liberated.
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On the third day, Jennifer agreed to move up to “A” deck, where about a dozen gorgeous girls swam and frolicked naked, simply as part of the ship’s decoration. She found that being completely naked, displaying herself in front of all of the men and women who came to watch, was even more exciting for her than she had thought it would be.
Although this was not Jennifer’s regular kind of behavior, on this deck it was the norm, and she knew she would stand out if she wore her aswimsuit while the other girls lay and posed with their legs apart, displaying their nude forms and open sex organs.
Instead, she stood out from the other girls because of her perfect beauty, and to her, that was only natural. Even the gorgeous rich bitch with the enormous tits stood by the railing watching her, admiring the sleek athletic figure that she took so much pride in.
None of the passengers who stood at the rail watching seemed to be surprised that the fleshy hood at the top of her vagina bore the gold ring. When Jennifer noticed someone giving her lingering glances and moving around to get a better look at her as she lay tanning, she would pretend not to notice.
She would, however, shift around and slightly spread her thighs to provide an unobstructed view of her flared-lipped and beautifully ringed vagina. Also, when she moved, she noticed people at the rail moving also, to not lose the view of the nakedness they favored.
She had learned as a teenager to make her delicate inner pussy lips flare out by rubbing them as she sat naked on the edge of her bed, holding a mirror so that she could watch her pretty sex organ unfold like a large morning flower with her growing sexual excitement.
She was so intrigued with the warm moist and excitable organ that she had for years bought men’s magazines to compare her hot cunt with the immodestly exposed sex organs of professional models. Reflecting, she could not remember any of those wanton women in the magazines wearing jewelry in their openly displayed sex organs.
She had studied the carefully posed split beaver shots in Hustler and Club magazines, imagining being a young photographer’s assistant peeling the beautiful and artfully posed model’s cunt lips carefully apart for each shot and adding glisten to the engorged organ with a subtle dab of moisturizing jelly.
She had tried it herself many times, rubbing and stretching the inner vagina lips with her fingers while imagining a professional photographer focusing his lens on her displayed crotch to show it to the world. All of this exceptional attention had developed her cunt lips.
Now they were easily gorged and flared to more than twice the size of the other girls’ flesh-petals. Now, lying poolside naked before admiring men and women, she found that it was as exciting as she had imagined displaying her naked body, with her long slender legs, her beautiful tits and inflamed and now ringed sex meat.
The highly attractive American librarian rutted her hips in the most directly overt sexual movement she could imagine. She enjoyed the rush it gave her, and she realized with satisfaction how easily explicit exhibitionism came to her, and how very good it made her feel.
After lunch, she had found a bottle of rubber cement, and after rubbing up her generous inner cunt lips to engorge them, she used the rubbery glue to hold the distended flesh petals widespread. This simple trick made her the most admired nude at the pool that afternoon.
As the heat of the day increased, and more and more of the passers-by stopped to admire her private sexual charms, her vagina muscle relaxed, and the spread of the sex lips revealed the light-colored muscle and dark open hole with a bulge of pink woman-meat inside her womb.
When she noticed anyone pause when passing the pool to examine her exposed cunt, she heaved her insides so that the exposed inner meat rolled and momentarily opened. She sucked in air and then squeezed it out, producing a series of hilarious loud cunt farts.
She had learned this amusing but disgusting trick as a teenager in her room, had entertained her friends by removing her panties and doing it at parties, and she now performed like a professional sex entertainer. Jennifer was having a ball.
THE END OF CHAPTER SIX