Mind Controlled Janice Pt. 135

Janice was quite surprised, when she answered a Monday morning knock at her door, to find a youngish Springbank student stood on her doorstep. She knew he was from Springbank because of his uniform.

“Mrs Goodall?” he enquired. Janice nodded her head.

“My name is Nick I have something for you” He responded grinning. Nick had a tablet in his hand and he turned the screen round to show her the picture that was on screen. Janice gasped in surprise!

The picture was of her and Jack Taylor laid on his bed both naked and kissing. Janice could not believe it she had totally forgotten about her relationship with Jack, which had ended only about a month ago. Jack was another Springbank pupil and Janice knew when she started the relationship with him that she would be in big trouble if the two of them were discovered. Janice was puzzled about how she had forgotten about Jack, his body was soft and supple. Jack was eager to learn in bed and very quickly became a good lover and they had made love to each other many times over a period of six months. Janice had broken off with him as he was skipping school to see her and she did not want his schooling to suffer as she had quickly learnt he was very intelligent.

Janice looked at Nick she guessed he was the same age as Jack and Nick was slightly taller and broader and his skin was jet black.

“Where did that picture come from.” Janice challenged.

A mischievous grin creased Nick’s face as he replied, “Well, Mrs Goodall it is a still taken from the video that is on this tablet. Actually, I wanted to talk to you about what you did for Jack.”

Janice recoiled in shock. She knew instantly that she was in trouble. She’d made Jack solemnly promise never to tell anyone what she’d done with him, but Jack apparently hadn’t kept his mouth shut.

Well, she was just going to have to nip this little problem in the bud. She spoke sternly to Nick, “That’s none of your business. Goodbye, Nick.”

She started to close the door, but Nick interrupted by saying, “Well, Mrs Goodall if I can’t talk about it with you, then I guess I’ll just have to go talk about it with the police, they will take a dim view of your relationship, it would ruin your reputation and maybe even get you sent you to jail.”

Janice was stunned, unsure what to do. How had she got herself into this mess? Well, she knew how, but she’d never imagined this happening. Nick appeared to wait patiently for a response from her as she hesitated at the half-open door. Finally, her voice much softer than before, she mumbled, “Very well. Come in then and you can talk to me.”

A broader smile spread across Nick’s face as he stepped across her threshold. His voice was nearly dripping with sarcasm when he said, “Gosh, thanks, Mrs G that’s so nice of you.”

Janice led him into her front room, took a seat at one end of the sofa and motioned for Nick to sit down at the other end. He complied, taking a seat and leaning back into the sofa cushions, one arm laid across the back of the sofa.

She wasn’t exactly sure how she was going to get rid of this problem, but she thought it best to take immediate control of the conversation. Perhaps she could make this encounter short, if not sweet, and get this teenage thug out of her home. First, she decided to try playing dumb.

“So, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?”

That possibility was instantly dashed when Nick coolly replied, “Oh, I just wanted to talk to you about this video, Nick showed her the video, it looked like Jack had installed a camera on his book shelf and it gave a good view of Jack laid on his bed with Janice straddling him and bouncing up and down on his erection.

“There are three more videos of the two of you fucking, explained Nick in a very calm voice. He just couldn’t stop talking about it once you broke off with him.” Nick leaned forward a bit and lowered his voice, as if speaking conspiratorially, “But, hey, don’t worry, I made sure Jack understands that he shouldn’t go blabbing that kind of information to anyone else. It’ll just be our little secret, yours, mine, and Jack’s. Personally, I think what you did for Jack is admirable.”

Fumbling for words, Janice finally stammered, “Well, thank you for that.” Collecting herself, she stood up and said, “Look, I was just trying to show some kindness to him. Surely you can understand that. So, if that’s all, I’d appreciate you being on your way now I have some housework to do.”

But Nick didn’t budge from his seat on the sofa. “No, that’s not all, Mrs G. I mean, here’s the thing after hearing the way Jack described your tits and seeing them on the video, well, I’m kinda dying to see them in the flesh for myself.”

Although she feared she was losing control of the situation, Janice stood ramrod straight and firmly declared, “Well, that’s not going to happen, Nick. Now please leave.”

Nick still made no move to stand. Instead, he drawled, “Well, I wouldn’t want you to do anything you don’t want to do, Mrs G.” But Janice barely had time to feel a shudder of blessed relief thank God, this problem is taken care of and going away, before Nick dropped his voice to a slightly lower tone and said, “So, you just tell me what you want, Mrs G do you want to show me your tits or do you want me to go talk to the police about you and Jack?”

Janice stood completely still as she felt panic and the feeling of being trapped building inside her. Her heart started beating so rapidly that, for a moment, she thought she might pass out. What could she do? Was there any way out of this boy’s blackmail? None came to mind. The whole while, Nick appeared to wait patiently for her response. Finally, she thought to herself, all right, if this is what I have to do to get out of this nightmare, I can stand it. After all, Nick wasn’t going to touch her just look. Blushing with embarrassment, she rolled her eyes and mumbled with obvious disgust, “All right you can see my breasts,” she added quickly, trying to regain some control of the situation, “But that’s all.” She was wearing a simple, powder blue, cardigan over a white blouse. She started to undo buttons of her cardigan, but Nick’s voice stopped her. He said, “Just a second, Mrs G just so there’s no understanding about me, like, somehow forcing you to do something against your will, I want to hear you tell me what you want to do show me your tits or have me go talk to the police.”

This was so humiliating, but Janice steeled herself to get through it, telling herself that it should be all over in a couple of minutes and then she’d be safe again. She barely managed to get the words out, “I want to show you my breasts.”

Nick smiled broadly and said, “Well, please do then, Mrs G I’d love to see them.”

Janice removed her cardigan and undid the top few buttons of her blouse and shrugged it down off her shoulders a bit. Simultaneously disgusted and humiliated, she said, “There are you satisfied now?”

Nick replied, “Oh, come on, Mrs G you said you wanted to show me your tits, not your bra.”

Janice gave a heavy, contemptuous sigh. “Very well.” She finished unbuttoning her blouse, undid the clasp of her bra and let it fall away as her full, breasts tumbled out into the open. After just a few seconds, she said, “There you got what you wanted. Now get out of my home.” She started to refasten her bra, but was interrupted by a small laugh from Nick.

He said, “Hold on, Mrs G I want to eyeball those pretty nipples of yours for a good three or four minutes. So why don’t you sit back down here on the sofa and just let me get a good look.”

Defeated, Janice dropped her hands down to her sides, allowing her breasts to remain exposed as she very slowly reseated herself on the sofa. She was just praying that this would end soon. She blushed more intensely as Nick unabashedly stared at her breasts and remarked, “You sure have some nice, plump tits, Mrs G.” It was all she could do to force herself to sit still and resist the urge to cover herself up.

After what seemed like an eternity, but in reality was only a couple of minutes, she spoke up, trying to summon strength into her voice. “All right, I’ve done what you wanted, you’ve gotten your cheap thrill, now please leave.”

Nick again made no move to rise from the sofa. Instead, he said to her, “Well, you know, I’d like to, Mrs G but honestly, looking at your big, ripe tits has gotten me kind of well, stimulated.”

Janice instantly and sharply replied, “No, nothing else!”

“Well Mrs G, one of those videos shows you sucking Jack’s cock.” He paused just a second or two, just long enough to make her think she was going to escape any further humiliation, before adding, “But, again, I don’t want you doing anything you don’t really want to do…So, what do you want me to do, Ms G you want me to let you suck my cock, or do you want me to go talk to the police?

It infuriated her, the way Nick waited ever so patiently for her response.