Jennifer - Sex Stories

Jennifer

... would only be a short matter of time before she was hopelessly hooked. Jennifer and Tammy smoked like this for another four hours. At the end of her first session Jennifer had smoked a package and a half. “Not a bad start Bitch. Thirty cigarettes in five hours. Pretty soon you will be smoking like a trooper all by yourself. Now I a m going to unhook you nose tubes, then your gag.” After her bonds were removed Jennifer coughed and wheezed. Her virgin lungs had been tortured, but they had survived. Tammy placed a pop and a straw in front of Jennifer. “Want a drink Bitch?” asked Tammy “Yes” croaked Jennifer. After taking a few sips of pop, Jennifer got up the nerve to speak to Tammy. “Why are you doing this to me?” “Your not going to ask me to answer the same questions over again are you Jennifer? I hate repeating myself, which makes me cranky and makes me do miserable things to the people around me “No” whimpered Jennifer. ” Why do you call me Bitch?” ” I call you Bitch because you were one to me when we first met, and because you are now my property, and I have renamed you Bitch instead of Jennifer. That is enough questions from you Bitch. Do you need the john before I set you up for bed.” “Yes I do.” Replied Jennifer. She did not relish the thought that Tammy was claiming to own her, and the she would never be called by her given name again. “Can I have some privacy please” asked Jennifer. “No you may not Bitch. You are my property and I want to see my merchandise.” Barked ...

... Tammy. “I am not your merchandise, nor will I ever submit to you or any of your sick games.” Cried Jennifer. With one smooth motion Tammy caught Jennifer square in the jaw with her open fist. Jennifer had no chance to react, and she could feel her jaw crunch on impact. Tammy was very artful with her hit, inflicting the maximum amount of pain for the minimum effort. “You are sorely mistaken Bitch. I do own you and tomorrow you will pay dearly for this little insurrection. I will make you a smoker tomorrow if it kills you.” With that Tammy picked up Jennifer and put her on the bed. After strapping her hands and feet to the bed Tammy produced a small box. “Nicotine patches. Designed to give a steady dose of nicotine instead of smoking to get your fix. Sounds neat doesn’t it Bitch” “Yes it does. Why don’t you try it so you can quit, loser?” cried Jennifer. “Loser, let’s see who is free to come and go and who is strapped down to a bed for my pleasure. Oh yah, I’m in control, not you.” Tammy lifted the box and read the directions aloud ” Do not use with other tobacco products, don’t use when pregnant and follow recommended dosages. Well let’s see your body is full of tar and nicotine, so the first rule doesn’t really work for you. You are way to stuck up and anal for anyone to have f—ed you yet, so the second rule doesn’t apply either. ” The box says one patch per package smoked per day, and I think you will easily be a three pack per day smoker, so therefore three patches plus one ...