Madolyn's Deflowering (Jasmin's Tingle No.5) - Marshall Gibson - ebook

DESCRIPTIONWhen Madolyn loses her innocence, Jasmin is the only barely legal virgin bargirl left in the adult bar. Refusing the advances of the older male patrons, Jasmin is forced to repeatedly endure Josie’s sadistic punishments. Jasmin knows only the kind foreigner Andy can save her. Andy’s desires for Josie might just reveal his sadistic tendencies as well.EXCERPTMorning after morning, Josie would escort Jasmin into the small office, and instruct her with a surprisingly gentle voice to lower her panties to expose her buttocks. Then Jasmin would bend over the chair and place her hands against the wall, and submissively await the bitter lash to fall cruelly upon her naked flesh. Suffering the biting sting of five lashes of the whip, she would cry uncontrollably before being allowed to return to the sanctuary of the ladies dorm.When Andy would visit the bar, Melissa and Beverly would appeal to him to help Jasmin in her predicament, so she might be freed from her obligations to the bar and retain her precious virginity. But since Jasmin was so young, Andy was naturally reluctant to help her, afraid of being entangled with an underage girl. But despite his visible reluctance, he did begin to show some degree of concern for Jasmin’s circumstance, and expressed to Melissa and Beverly that he should do something to help her. This was encouraging to Jasmin, and instilled her with new resolve to continue suffering under Josie’s lash in lieu of sacrificing her virginity.Now each morning, Josie awakened Jasmin at the usual time and escorted her to the office to administer her routine punishment. But Jasmin began suffer through the pain with a sense of purpose. She suffered it for her love of Andy, and the hope, however faint, that she, along with her precious virginity, might be saved by him.“I really hate doing this to you, Jaz,” Josie told her with genuine sympathy. “You’re such a nice girl, and I feel so close to you. I feel like I’m whipping my own sister.”“Do what you must do,” Jasmin told her in reply as she stood almost naked in a bra and panties. “I have to take it.”“Why don’t you just give up your virginity?” Josie exclaimed. “Why do you make me do this to you?”“The suffering I bear is the measure of how precious my virginity is.” Jasmin said with resolutely. “I’ve protected my virginity this long already. I’m not going to give it away to just anyone. My virginity is the only thing I have. My virginity is for my husband.”“You read too many pocket-books,” Josie said. “You think life is a fairy-tale.”“If he’s such a big deal, why don’t you fuck him?” Jasmin replied with a fiery tone.“I’m not a virgin,” Josie confessed. “It’s not my job to fuck the customers. It’s your job.”“It’s my body,” Josie continued.”“Yes, exactly,” Josie said. “It’s your body that the customers want to fuck. And you need to give it to them.”

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Marshall Gibson

Jasmin’s Tingle No.5

Published by Lot’s Cave

Madolyn’s Deflowering, © 2015, by Marshall Gibson

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All Characters In This Book Are Age 18 Or Older

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A Lot’s Cave Novel


Madolyn's Deflowering


Author’s Note

Young Romance

New Adult

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Marshall Gibson

Madolyn returned to the Silver Dollar Bar, and immediately headed upstairs to ladies dorm. She encountered Jasmin and Melissa, who were waiting for her following her night of deflowering by Mister Matsui. Melissa and Madolyn embraced each other warmly, and following the exchange of familiar pleasantries between them, Melissa asked Madolyn to share how her first experiences with a man had gone.

At first, Madolyn seemed somewhat reluctant to recount her experience with her Japanese Suitor. With a few minutes of gentle prodding, and assurances of fraternal feminine secrecy, she grew comfortable enough to share with them. A virgin still herself, Jasmin was insatiably interested in Madolyn’s experience of all things carnal.

“Is he nice to you,” Jasmin inquired curiously.

“Yes, mostly,” Madolyn confided. “When we finish dinner he takes me to his hotel room, and we have a shower together.”

“Oh my gosh, how did it feel to do that?” Jasmin interjected.

“I’m so nervous the whole time,” Madolyn confessed with a smile. “I never take off my clothes with a man before. I’m so shy to have him seeing me without any clothes on. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do. I feel kind of lost, hoping I’m not doing something wrong.”

“Gago!” Jasmin exclaimed.

“I wash him first, just like Ma’am Laura told me to do, and then he goes to the bed while I finish alone. I take a long time to come out. I’m so nervous, ‘coz I know it’s gonna happen. I know when I go into the room that Mister Matsui is going to fuck me. Even though I don’t want to leave the CR, I know it’s too late already. I wish though that it does not have to happen.” Jasmin and Annalyn sat in silence, listening to every word.

“He has some candles burning on either side of the bed, and there is a lovesong playing on his iPod. So I guess he was trying to make it feel romantic for me.” Madolyn recalled. “And he has the bed sheets pulled down and a towel folded in the center of the bed, so I get scared when I see it, ‘coz I know what it’s for. We sit on the bed for a minute, and then he lays me on the bed and takes off my towel. I know it will be the last time I take off a towel as a virgin. I’m completely naked with him. I have on no clothes at all. He gives me pleasure with his mouth, and I’m shy at first to have him touching my body there.”

“Did it feel good,” Jasmin asked.

“Actually…” Madolyn began hesitantly. “It feels really nice, but I’m just too nervous to enjoy it. And I feel shy to show how much I like it,” she confessed ultimately. “He even makes me come.”

“Wow,” Jasmin said slowly in awe with a low voice. “I wish Andy would make me come,” she confessed impulsively.

“I can’t believe when it happens. It surprises me to lose control of my body.” Madolyn shared. “No one ever did that to me before. And I get so wet down there I can’t believe it. Then he lies down and wants me to put him in my mouth. I’m not so good, but I try.”

“It’s just your first time, diba?” Jasmin assumed.

“Only two times before, but I want to make him happy. I don’t want him to be hard on me when he finally fucks me and deflowers me. I try and try to give him lots of pleasure with my mouth and tongue, but he doesn’t come.” Madolyn said regretfully. So then he puts my behind on the towel on the bed. I’m getting nervous again, but I’m trying not to show it. I know the towel is for the blood, and he’s putting me on it for a reason. The way he is looking at me is different now, ‘coz he is about to deflower me. He gets on top of me, and pushes my legs apart, and I’m taking deep breaths like Ma’am Laura told me to do. But even so I’m getting scared, ‘coz I know it’s really happening.” Jasmin gasped sharply in suspense as Madolyn described her momentous experience. “I feel him against my vagina, and I’m starting to cry a little. Mister Matsui asks me if I’m ready, then just tells me it’s going to come now. I feel him pushing inside me, and it’s really hurting. It feels like a sharp, piercing pain inside me, and I can feel already the blood between my legs.

“Oh my God,” Jasmin muttered softly.

“He asks me if I’m okay, ‘coz he can see how much I’m suffering and I tell him that it hurts a lot. He tells me that he’s sorry, and keeps pushing inside me.

“Ay, kawawa,” Jasmin murmured softly.

“He really tried to be nice. He moved slowly and gently, and I can see in his face that he is really enjoying it. I am giving him a good kind of pleasure with my body.

“He feels all the pleasure but you suffer all of the pain,” Jasmin contemplated.

“Yes,” Melissa explained. “It’s how God made us to be. It’s our cross to bear as a woman.”