Master Jack – How I became a Sub

Ginger was abused at home but was that why she got into an even worse situation?

Yesterday I was listening to ‘60 music on the radio when I heard the song “Master Jack”. It is not what the song was really about, but the title and some of the words made me think about a woman being being a sexual sub, so I wrote this story.

Daddy was strict and I always thought he was mean. He almost never said anything nice to me or to my mom but I guess it was him that shaped my life. I was brought up always answering his questions by saying Yes Sir or No Sir. When he said to do something, I did it right away or I was punished. I got quite a few spankings as I grew up. I remember hearing Mommy cry in their bedroom as she was getting spankings, too. I don’t remember if I was told to, or if it was my choice but most of the time I ran around the house naked. At home, Mom seldom wore more than bikini panties. I remember Daddy tell her that he wanted to look at her tits anytime he felt like it.

I had just turned eleven and started getting my boobies and a few pubic hairs. They were getting to be more than just bee stings with nipples on top of them. Mom told me that I should start wearing clothes around the house. When Daddy heard her say that, he got very mad and told her to shut up, that I was just fine walking around naked and that he liked it that way. He stepped behind me, reached his arms around me and cupped my developing breasts. “Ginger, you’re starting to fill out nicely. You’re going to grow up to be a fine slut, just like your mother.”

A few nights later I saw my first sex act. I woke up in the middle of the night because I had to pee. While I was headed to the bathroom, I heard noise from the living room. After I finished, I still heard it so I peeked in. Daddy was sitting on the couch watching television. There were naked people on the screen. He was watching porn. His pants were down around his knees. Mom was sitting beside him. His dick was big and hard. Mom’s hand was around it, moving up and down.

I had seen Daddy’s dick many times while I was growing up. It seemed like every time Mommy was giving me a bath, Daddy had to pee, so he came into the bathroom, took it out and peed. After he finished, he would come over to the tub without putting himself back in his pants. He would take the soap from Mom and rub it all over me. He spent much of the time rubbing me between my legs and telling Mom to be sure I learn that girls had to keep themselves very clean down there. As he rubbed me, his dick would get hard and stand straight out. Soon he would stop and put himself back in his pants and leave.

That night I watched as Daddy watched the porn movie while Mom slid her hand up and down on his dick. After several minutes, Daddy put one hand behind Mommy’s head and pulled it down to his lap. Mommy opened her mouth and Daddy’s dick went in her mouth. Her head went up and down and his dick went in and out of it. Daddy kept watching the movie.

Daddy pushed Mom’s head way down and held it there. He made a loud moan and his hips jerked a couple times. He held Mommy’s head down for what seemed like a long time but was probably ten seconds. When he took his hand away, Mon sat back up. There was thick white stuff dripping out of the corner of her mouth. Mom got up and wiped her mouth with her hand. Daddy kept watching the movie, not saying anything or even looking a Mom. Mom started walking toward the bedrooms so I ran back to my room.

The next day I was home alone for a while. The DVD was still in the player so I watched it. After watching part of it, I started feeling funny down there.

About five or six weeks later, late at night, I woke up when I heard my bedroom door open. There was a nearly full moon that night so I could see pretty well. Daddy was standing in my doorway, naked. His hand was holding his dick and it was big and hard.

After a minute, he walked over to my bed, pulled my sheets down and looked at my naked body. He smelled like booze. But that was normal. He moved so his dick was right in front of my face and he put his hand in my hair and pulled me so that it touched my lips. Up close like that, it looked huge but not as big as the guys in the movie. “Open your mouth and suck my cock.” When I didn’t do it, he tightened his grip in my hair till it hurt. “I said, open your mouth”.

I did and he pushed half of himself into my mouth. My lips were stretched wide. “Suck hard on it and lick it like it was a lollipop.” He held my head and started pushing his cock in and out of my mouth. After several minutes, he held me still with most of him in my mouth. He groaned loudly and I felt his cock swell and pulse as his liquid squirted out and hit the back of my mouth, making me gag a little. “Swallow it, slut.” I swallowed.

Daddy pulled out and left the room. On the way out, he told me, “Next time don’t make me take you by the hair. Suck me off like a good slut.” His stuff was thick and slippery and tasted a little salty but not bad. I went to the bathroom and rinsed my mouth. It was an hour or more before I was able to get back to sleep.

Over the next six months, Daddy came to my room about a couple times a week to have me suck him off. I got really good at it and started to look forward to his arrival. He rubbed my coochie but never fucked me. I had mixed emotions. Daddy was still strict and I still got some spankings but I was enjoying his sexual attention.

One day I got a D on a mid-term test and I thought I might know a way to improve my grade. I knew that Daddy would punish me if I got a bad grade. I offered Mr. Long, my teacher, a blowjob if I got a better grade. He got his balls emptied and I got B-.

Over the next several months, my shape got better and my boobs kept growing but Daddy would not let Mom buy me any bras. Boys and men were starting to pay more attention to me. Now I was 5’4”, weighed 110 pounds and had 32B tits with nipples that were almost always hard. I mostly wore short shorts that let the bottom of my butt cheeks show and crop tops that came to just the bottom of my boobs, that Daddy bought me. Mom bought me dresses or skirts and blouses that I sometimes got to wear. The dresses and skirts that Mom bought would come down to the middle of my thighs. Daddy said. “No panties.” Sometimes that let people see my private area. Daddy would smile when he saw someone looking. I guess he enjoyed showing me off.

One day I was at the mall by myself. I was looking at the goodies in the case at the cookie store, but I didn’t have any money with me to buy anything. A man stood next to me and ordered two of the big chocolate chip cookies. The employee gave them to him and he handed me one of them. I thanked him. He said, “HI, I’m Jack. You looked like you really wanted one of those cookies. Come sit with me. Let’s talk.”

We sat at a table. “I’m Ginger. Thanks for the cookie.”

We must have talked for a half hour. I told him about my life but not about all the times I sucked my Daddy’s cock.” He told me a lot about himself and he seemed really nice. He was 45, divorced and worked from home. Finally I said I had to go home. I thanked him again for the cookie. “Ginger, may I take you to a movie this weekend?” I thought for a minute and then said that I would like that.

We chatted during the week and agree to see a movie that started a 4 in the afternoon on Saturday. He picked me up a block from my house so my folks did not see me going with a man older than Daddy. During the movie he slipped his hand under my shirt and massaged my boob. I didn’t stop him. I wondered if all men did that. My teacher also did it while I was sucking his cock.

I thought Jack was going to drive me home but he took me to his apartment. “I’ll order pizza. Call your parents and tell them you won’t be home for a while. You are having supper with your friend and then going to play some games.”

I called and Mom answered. I told her what Jack had said and Mom said OK but to be home by 9. The pizza arrived at seven. Jack gave me my first beer. I didn’t really like it but I drank it all. We talked and I told him that I did not like my dad vary much because he was so strict and sometimes punished me. Jack asked how he punished me and I told him that he spanked me. He asked me if I had my clothes on when he spanked me and I told him no, because around the house, most of the time I was naked. Jack told me that most men are strict with girls and that is normal and the way it should be, so the girl knows what is expected of her.

“Why don’t you get naked for me?” I thought for a minute and then removed my clothes. “Ginger, you have a nice body. Does your father fuck you very often?”

“I’m a virgin.”

“Shame on your father. A girl like you is meant to be fucked. I would love to fuck you.”

I had been thinking that I wanted to start having sex but it still had not happened. “Jack, I would like you to fuck me.”

“That’s great and I will, but I have a friend who really, really wants to be the first one to fuck a neat girl like you. He would even give you some money. Will you let him be your first?”

“Is he nice? Is he good looking? How old is he?”

“I’ll call him and you can find out all about him when he gets here.”

“I guess that will be OK.”

Jack picked up his phone and called Richard. “I’ve got a young virgin here at the apartment and you can be the first to fuck her just like the other ones. I had found him three other virgins.”

Richard arrived about fifteen minutes later, at about twenty minutes before eight and Jack let him in. It turned out that Richard was fifty and more than a little on the fat side. He had a big grin on his face when he saw Ginger sitting on the couch naked.

“Go over and give him a hello kiss.”

I thought about refusing and when I hesitated, Jack pulled me up from the couch and pushed me over to Richard who grabbed me and kissed me long and hard. While he kissed me, his hand went down and firmly grabbed my crotch. “Jack says you are a virgin. Is that right?”

“Yes.”

“That’s, Yes, Sir”, he corrected me.

“Yes Sir.”

Richard turned me loose and went over to the other side of the room to talk with Jack. He gave Jack ten one hundred dollar bills and then turned and starred a me. It made me nervous.

Jack went over to Ginger and put a hundred dollar bill on the coffee table. “Here is the money Richard gave me to give to you to thank you for letting him be your first. Have you ever had $100 all for yourself?” I shook my head no. “Now go over to him and show him that you appreciate his gift. Take his clothes off and suck him till he is nice and hard and ready to fuck you. You will only call him Sir.” Jack gave me a not so gentle push to get me started in the right direction.

I went to him. As I reached for his belt, I said, “I am glad you are going to be the first one to fuck me, Sir.” As soon as Richard was naked, Ginger slid her mouth over his cock and started bobbing up and down on it. He was not as big as her father or the one teacher she had blown to get a good grade, so she was able to take almost all of him without gagging.

Jack had put a towel on his bed because he knew there was going to be some virgin blood spilled that night. Then he called them into his bedroom. Richard roughly dragged me to the bed by my wrist and threw her on the bed.

He climbed between my legs and pulled them up till my knees were almost beside my ears, placed his cock at my entrance. “This will hurt at first. Don’t try to hind it. Let me know it hurts.” Then with one hard fast shove, he was balls deep in Ginger’s cunt. I cried out from the pain of having my cherry ripped apart and Richard smiled. Richard did not hesitate a second. He immediately started pounding his hard cock in and out of my no-longer virgin body while I cried.

It took a couple minutes before the pain ended and was replaced by a different feeling. Slowly pain changed to pleasure and Ginger stopped crying. Richard was grunting with each hard thrust into the young girl’s body. Then he stopped and pulled out. He grabbed me and turned her over and put me on my knees. He wasted no time in finding my hole again and slamming into me from behind while at the same time giving me a hard slap on the ass. He held my hips and gave it to me, hard and deep.

Now, Jack stripped out of his clothes and got on his knees in front of me. He put his cock to my lips and I opened my mouth and took his shaft in. This was only her forth cock but it was the biggest one yet.

They rocked her back and forth. First Richard would be deep in her cunt and then Jack would be as deep as he could go in her mouth. He was thinking about how he would train her to deepthroat any sized cock.

Richard came first. He pulled out and looked at the mixture of cum and blood that was on his cock and running down the inside of my leg. He was sweating hard. He gave my ass another hard slap. Jack face fucked me for a couple more minutes before filling my mouth with his seed. He did not have to tell me to swallow it. I was well trained at giving blowjobs and swallowing cum.

When Richard left, it was almost nine. Jack and I hurried and dressed and he gave me a pill to take to be sure I had not gotten pregnant because Richard had not worn a condom and I was full of his sperm. He dropped me off near my house, telling me to meet him at the same place at noon the next day. When I went in, Mom asked if I had fun and I said that I did. I just didn’t say fun doing what. Daddy was sitting in his chair watching a baseball game. He did not say anything.

I met Jack at noon and we went straight to his place. All we did that afternoon was fuck. He ate my pussy till I came. It was my first orgasm. It felt great. He came in my pussy twice and once in my mouth. By the time he took me home, I was worn out but happy. He gave me another one of his ‘just in case’ pills. That night, Daddy came to my room and I gave him a great blowjob. I even sucked his balls like Jack had taught me that afternoon. He seemed to like that.

Tuesday after school, Jack picked me up. “We need to get you on birth control pills. I have a friend who is a doctor and he will not worry about your age. We’re going to go see him.”

In his office, he asked me some questions about my periods and other stuff. Then he said, “I need to examine you. Take your clothes off and get up on the table.” I knew I did not have to be naked for the doctor to check what he needed to check but I did it.

First he played with my boobs. “They feel normal. No problems there.” Then he spread my legs and my pussy lips and took a close look while rubbing my clit till I responded by moaning and jumping. “Looks good, and a normal reaction to stimulus. Quickly getting nice and wet. That’s good.” He pushed a finger in me. He did not put on a glove. “No problem yet but I can’t get deep enough to completely check.”

Then he unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the floor. His cock was hard. “I need to check deeper.” With that, he shoved his cock into me and started fucking me. I knew that this was not part of a normal exam. He only wanted to fuck me. I let him. Jack sat and watched, with a smile on his face, till the doctor came in me.

“She checks out really well, Jack. Her vaginal muscles are really tight. She is one great piece of ass. Here is a prescription for birth control pills. They take a little while to be completely effective so if you fuck her during her next fertile time, use a condom or give her one of the special pills after you are done.” I had to be home for supper, so Jack and I did not do anything that day.

A couple nights later, at home, I heard Mom and Daddy fighting about something. Soon he came to my room and for no reason spanked me. Then he roughly fucked my mouth while yelling at me that I was not good for anything but sexually pleasing a man. Then he spanked me again and slapped by tits till they were bruised. He left my room and I heard him doing the same to Mom.

I told Jack about it and that I was thinking about running away. He told me that he wanted me to move in with him. I quickly said yes. I went home. No-one was there. I packed two suitcases and called Jack. He picked me up and took me back to his place. I knew it was a one bedroom apartment so I knew I would be sleeping with him every night, but I was fine with that. He bought a cheap cell phone that we could toss and went to another part of town where there was a different cell tower to make the call. I left a message telling my parents that I had enough of the way Daddy treated me and that I was going to live with a friend. “I’ll be fine. Please don’t even try to look for me.” Goodbye.”

Soon after I moved in, Jack started to change. He got more strict and demanding. He did not spank and hit me the way Daddy had, but he told me to call him Master or Master Jack. He started getting really kinky. He did things like tie me to the bed for hours. Sometimes he had me walk around on my hands and knees and tell him I was a bitch in heat and I needed to be bred. We watched BDSM videos and he would say that someday he was going to that to me. One time he and two other men put me in the tub and pissed all over me while insisting that I keep my mouth wide open. I found that most of these things turned me on. I guess I was as kinky as the men.

He often had other men, and sometimes women, over to do with me what they wanted. Some of them got pretty rough and kinky. One time I was going 69 with a woman. I was on top, licking her cunt, and another woman was fucking me from behind with a big strap-on dildo. I came hard.

It had taken Jack more than a month to train me, but now I could deepthroat any sized cock without gagging at all. I was proud of myself.

It was a long time before I found out that any time I was fucked in any way by anyone but Master Jack, he was getting paid. By then, I didn’t care. I was completely under his control and I thought I was doing it because he loved me.

About six months after I moved in with him, Jack said we were going on a trip. I was excited. We went to the airport and boarded a private jet. I could not see into the cockpit, but in the passengers compartment were two large black men. Jack settled me into one of the twelve seats but then he exited the plane with one of the men. I started to get up and follow him but I was pushed back into the seat and told to stay there.

I could see and hear Jack and the one black man just outside the cabin door. The black man gave Jack an envelope. He pulled out a big pile of money but didn’t count it. The black man said, “This one looks really good, Mr. Winston. My boss will be very happy. Did you give her the sedative? It’s a long flight to Lagos. We don’t want any trouble with her. Now go find him another young, dumb white cunt.”

Jack waved as the plane took off.

I was feeling a little groggy and relaxed. During the flight, I gave each of the black guys two blowjobs. One guy was average sized but the other was huge. They told me that Jack trained and then supplied their boss with young girls like me two or three times a year and was paid $25,000 for each one. They told me that I would be one of the girls in their boss’s luxurious home till he tired of me. Then I would be put in one of his brothels where all the men in the city could pay to fuck me, seven days a week. Once I was too worn out to make any money in the brothel, I would be put to work in one of his factories. I looked down and saw the Lagos airport and started imagining what the rest of my live was going to be like. I felt the wheels touch the runway. Why had I let Jack buy me that cookie? …………………….

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